Chapter 522: Persistent Harassment Won't Keep Someone

“Who else would it be for?”

Mo Tingshen watched over Chu Yao like she was the apple of his eye.

If she wouldn’t join him, he wouldn’t go.

However, before leaving on a business trip, he’d entrusted a bunch of people to keep an eye on Chu Yao before he got back, and Yaen Chi was among those asked.

Could he not have a couple of words to say about it?

“I’ve booked a table at Minglun.

It’s just the right time for some late-night food.

Let’s go together, Xiao Yao.”

Chu Yao hugged her arms, frowning as she looked at Yaen Chi, “Chu Yao.”

“Chu Yao, that’s your name, I know that.

But shouldn’t you at least call me ‘Brother’?

What’s wrong with me calling you Xiao Yao?” Yaen Chi kept babbling away, resorting to all sorts of playful hassling to keep her from leaving.

But Chu Yao didn’t give him any face at all and just walked away.

Yaen Chi hesitated for a moment, but didn’t follow her.

Lu Zhenzhen: “My driver is waiting for her at the side door.

She won’t get into any trouble.”

Yaen Chi sighed leisurely, “Talk about tough love.”

No sooner had his words fallen than Mo Tingshen called, as if he had timed it just right.

He answered and stepped aside to talk.

Nan Jiaojiao silently finished the last two sips of her milk tea.

The ice in the cup hadn’t melted, and she tried to scoops it up with her straw.

It was too slippery, and after several attempts, she failed to get it.

Looking around, she thought about where to stuff the cup.

Suddenly, she heard a familiar male voice: “What are you hiding?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head to see Bo Yanching’s tall figure slowly approaching, holding some pastries in his hand, which he set in front of Nan Jiaojiao.

His dark eyes fixed on her, intense as if casting a spell, his hand reached behind her and took out the cup.

He chuckled, “How many did you put in?”

Nan Jiaojiao shrank her shoulders slightly, “Half a box.”

“Mhmm, six or seven, that’s not bad,” Bo Yanching said with a half-smile, chuckling deeply, his low, resonant voice leisurely and melodiously teasing, “You’ll have your period in three days.

Don’t come to me to rub your stomach when it hurts.”

Nan Jiaojiao smiled awkwardly, “I won’t do it again.

I’ll drink warm milk tea starting tomorrow!”

“Still can’t get over the milk tea.”

Bo Yanching set the cup down and pulled her to her feet, “My little cream doll.”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t dare to make a sound, and she certainly didn’t mention the extra two packets of cream she had sneakily added.

“Chu Yao got drunk.

I’m going to look for her.

I need to see her get on the car with my own eyes.

Coming along?”

Bo Yanching looked at her with amusement.

She was in such a hurry to change the subject, what else had she been up to behind his back?

He rarely exposed her, going along with her words without embarrassing her, “Yaen Chi has gone to take care of it.

He will take Chu Yao home.

It’s time for us to leave too.”

Nan Jiaojiao said, “Didn’t you say we were going to Minglun?”

“Hungry?” Bo Yanching scanned everything on the table; he had picked out the meal and pastries according to Nan Jiaojiao’s preferences.

The dishes she liked were all gone, and the plates were purposefully placed in front of others, “You still have room in your belly?”

Nan Jiaojiao refused to admit she was a foodie and blinked earnestly, “Wanting is doing overtime today.

I was going to check on her.”

“Mhm.”

Bo Yanching bent down to pick up the hat on the sofa, putting it on her head, and wrapped a scarf around her.

Holding her hand, he led her out, “You’re getting pretty good at fibbing, getting less and less ashamed.”

Nan Jiaojiao stuck her face out from the scarf and followed him out.

Once they were in the corridor, he called Yaen Chi.

“Has Old Mo arrived?

We’re heading to Minglun to grab a bite.

Come over after you drop off Chu Yao…

What are you drinking?

I’m taking my kid out for some late-night snacks.

No one’s waiting for you.”

Yaen Chi: “…”

Bo Yanching spoke with brazen self-assurance, becoming more and more shameless.