Chapter 459: When three walk together one is bound to be disgruntled

His complexion darkened, and he immediately tried to barge in.

Through the slightly ajar door, he happened to catch a glimpse of Nan Jiaojiao.

That face, familiar yet also strange.

Bo Yanching’s eyebrows rose slightly, a slow smile spread across his dark eyes, affection and indulgence hidden within, he watched her for a while, especially her affected, timid demeanor, which really tickled his fancy.

He didn’t go in, instead he stood to the side, behind the wall, drew a cigarette, and placed it between his lips unlit.

Inside, Ye Shiqing’s voice, full of hatred, rose: “Nan Jiaojiao, why do you have to harm me like this!”

“Why?”

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression suddenly hardened, anger and shock flickered in her eyes, and her lightly pursed lips betokened an oppressive force, “Who’s harming whom, Ye Shiqing?”

Ye Shiqing bit her lip fiercely, really wanting to curse someone out.

Suddenly, Nan Jiaojiao shook off her hand, walked demurely and coyly toward Young Master Zhang, “I, I lack experience, I might not do it well, but I was hired by Miss Ye, and since she’s paid, and you’re handsome, then it’s only right for me to stay the night with you, but I might need Young Master Zhang to, you know, teach me.”

Zhang Kun, upon seeing Nan Jiaojiao’s bashfully shy face, almost vomited.

He’d seen countless beauties, but he absolutely wouldn’t touch someone this hideous, and to think—triple play?

And he had to patiently teach this freak?

As if he was that desperate!

“Get out!”

Nan Jiaojiao jumped in shock, standing her ground, not leaving.

Zhang Kun lost his patience, “I said get out, are you deaf or what?”

“The money…

Miss Ye only paid me half.”

Zhang Kun rolled his eyes and pulled out his phone, “How much is missing?”

“Fifty thousand.”

Zhang Kun’s hand shook, he thought he misheard, “How much?!!”

Nan Jiaojiao’s hand holding the phone drew back slightly, “Too much?

Miss Ye said she’d give me fifty thousand first, and if I could get you into bed, she’d give me the rest.”

Zhang Kun was choked with anger.

One hundred thousand?!

The price of a single sip of water he normally drinks would exceed that amount; one hundred thousand, ha, one hundred thousand, those standing by the street corner are worth more!

Zhang Kun directly gave Nan Jiaojiao two hundred thousand, as hush money, “Don’t spread this around, I’ll be watching you.”

“Yes, yes.”

Nan Jiaojiao lowered her head, backing out the door, thoughtfully closing it behind her.

Once out of sight, she immediately straightened her back, her face turned cold, and she let out a faint huff.

Turning around, she saw the man leaning against the door, stood frozen for two seconds, then threw herself at him.

“What are you doing here?”

Bo Yanching took the cigarette from his mouth and pressed it behind his ear, catching her in a hug, under the light, Nan Jiaojiao’s upturned face and the fine fuzz on her face were clearly visible.

“Is this makeup or disguise?”

Nan Jiaojiao grabbed his hand and touched her cheek, “These are fake attachments, the freckles and the yellow skin are painted on, how about it, realistic, right?”

Bo Yanching chuckled, “You really are something!”

“Do you dislike me, now that I’m so ugly?”

“Not at all, it’s very charming.”

No matter what she turned into, he could always recognize her at a glance.

Nan Jiaojiao stood on her tiptoes and kissed him, pulling his hand to leave, “Let’s go, we need to call the police.”

Bo Yanching asked, “What reason shall we give?”

She touched her chin, thought hard for a moment, “Report that someone is selling drugs and engaging in prostitution.”

Bo Yanching was amused by her, raising his hand to mess up her hair, “Why are you so naughty?”

Nan Jiaojiao pulled his hand down, hooking her arm through his.

At the corner of the corridor, a sharp shriek suddenly came from behind them: “Nan Jiaojiao, you stop right there!”