Chapter 583: Overnight Stay

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head to look at her, her eyes calm and undisturbed, her expression cold, her gaze utterly impartial.

Yet, when their eyes met, there was an unconscious urge to shrink back.

“Grandma said it was just a joke,”

“A joke?” Zhou Zining laughed, picked up the teapot, and poured a cup of tea into the white porcelain cup, drawing the stream high, thinning it to a fine trickle as it fell into the cup.

She twirled the teacup in her hands, pretending to know secrets, “I know Bo Family’s matters best.

I kindly offered you a warning.

If you won’t listen, there’s nothing I can do.”

“Oh, is that so,” Nan Jiaojiao replied, “Then thank you.”

Zhou Zining’s grip on the teacup tightened.

Suddenly, she turned her gaze sharply at Nan Jiaojiao.

Words are the most harmful weapons in this world, but, unfortunately, her attempts to sow discord were harmless, not even worthy of attention.

“Miss Nan—”

Nan Jiaojiao stood up and headed towards the dining room.

Zhou Zining instinctively wanted to follow her, but unfortunately, Bo Qingshan was coming downstairs, quickly catching up with Nan Jiaojiao and chatting with her amiably.

Zhou Zining couldn’t get close.

She had to suppress her scheming heart, glaring bitterly at them from afar, the tea still hot.

She gulped it down, feeling a burning sensation in her throat.

After dinner, the Old Lady insisted on playing chess with Nan Jiaojiao.

Thinking it was still early, Nan Jiaojiao did not refuse.

Somehow, the Old Lady seemed distracted tonight, making wrong moves several times, blocking her own way out deliberately, and occasionally looking out the window as if waiting for someone.

Half an hour later, she was twisting a chess piece when she suddenly stopped, “Send someone outside to see if it’s raining.”

The butler responded and quickly returned, “Old Madam, it is indeed raining.”

“The weather forecast really doesn’t lie!”

The Old Lady suddenly got excited and spoke with enthusiasm.

Upon realization, she glanced at Nan Jiaojiao’s expression, promptly stopped herself, and gave a dry chuckle.

“What I mean is, it’s rainy, and the roads are bad.

I worry you can’t see clearly on your way back.

Since tomorrow is Sunday and Jiaojiao, you don’t have class, why not stay over tonight?

Oh right, I had someone collect your herbs drying in the backyard this afternoon.”

Nan Jiaojiao: “…”

Who would believe this wasn’t premeditated?

Bo Yanching couldn’t help but chuckle lightly, patting Nan Jiaojiao on the shoulder, “Stop struggling; you’re not going anywhere.”

“Yes, yes!”

The Old Lady clapped her hands excitedly, then suddenly glared at Bo Yanching’s hand, her look filled with disdain, as if staring at an unconscionable pig’s trotter.

“Get your hands off her!

Don’t think I don’t know what you’re planning.

Her staying here has nothing to do with you.

She’ll sleep in the room next to mine.

Stay away.”

Bo Yanching’s eyes twitched, “Grandma.”

“Calling me your ancestor won’t help!”

The Old Lady glared at him, “Control yourself, you’re old enough.”

Don’t deplete your body so much that you can’t use it when you’re old.

Bo Yanching could fill in the blanks himself.

He sighed, “Alright, I’ll keep my distance, but next time I bring Jiaojiao here, I’ll check the weather forecast first.”

The Old Lady’s face changed immediately, her mouth puffed up as if she had words on the tip of her tongue, but then she forcefully swallowed them down.

She had been so self-righteous just a moment ago, and now she was conceding to her grandson; didn’t she care about her face?

Bo Qingshan had also heard that Nan Jiaojiao would be staying over.

He happily brought over a cake, enthusiastically inviting Nan Jiaojiao to stay in the room next to his.

An old and a young both had the same idea, to keep her far from Bo Yanching.