Chapter 606: I Swear I Really Didn't

Afterward, he returned to his car but didn’t leave immediately, waiting until the plane’s scheduled departure time.

Not until a plane from the sky above flew away did Bo Shuxian lower his gaze, suddenly realizing that after staring at the sky for so long, the corners of his eyes were slightly cramping.

It took him a good while to relax, and then he suddenly became dazed.

He didn’t know what to do next.

He felt empty inside, his mind a blank.

It was a very long time later when he remembered to look for his cell phone, searching for quite a while in the glove compartment, the passenger seat, and even the back seat, before finally realizing that the phone had been on him all along.

He took out his phone, his fingertips trembling, his body shaking as he lifted his head and suddenly met his own reflection in the rearview mirror.

His face was tired, haggard, and a few bloodshot lines were evident in his eyes.

His eyes were actually red.

A layer of mist seemed to be trapped in his throat as if he might burst into tears at any moment if he spoke.

“Shuxian,” Bo Yanching’s voice came into his ears.

Bo Shuxian was still somewhat dazed as he looked at his phone.

The number he had dialed unconsciously was Bo Yanching’s.

“Third brother…”

Bo Yanching asked, “Is it all over?”

Bo Shuxian raised his hand to cover his eyes and responded with a muffled affirmative.

“It’s okay, big brother is here.”

Bo Shuxian smiled; as soon as he spoke, a distinct sobbing tone was evident in his faint voice, “Third brother, will you treat me to a drink?”

“Sure, but I’m busy right now.

You go home and rest for now, and later in the evening, I’ll have Yaen Chi come pick you up.”

Bo Yanching, fearing he would refuse, said, “Take some time to adjust.

Go back and see if Qianqian is awake yet.”

That left Bo Shuxian with no other choice but to agree, “Alright.”

After hanging up the phone, Bo Yanching put his phone beside the fish tank and walked to the balcony, wrapping his arms around Nan Jiaojiao from behind.

“What are you thinking about?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned her head, “Aren’t you at home?

Why lie and say you’re busy?”

“Shuxian has been working non-stop for years, barely taking any breaks.

Even today, he rushed back.

He asked me to take him out for a drink, and I agreed, but if I let him go without even closing his eyes for a moment, a few drinks later he’d feel horrible.”

Nan Jiaojiao hummed, “Such a considerate big brother.”

Bo Yanching stood straight, turned to the side, and stared at her unblinkingly, “Why the tone?”

“Oh, no reason.”

Nan Jiaojiao pushed the window open wider, letting the cold air slap against her face and body.

The breeze lifted strands of hair by her temples, winding them around the tip of his nose.

She took a breath of the cold air and said, “I am a very generous person, not petty at all.

Can’t you tell?”

Bo Yanching raised an eyebrow but didn’t dare to respond.

No one who claims to be generous ever forces others to acknowledge it.

He took off his coat, turned Nan Jiaojiao around, draped the garment over her, and circled her in his embrace.

“To be honest, when Shuxian was in junior high, I was about to graduate from high school.

I had just gotten my driver’s license then.

The first time I met Zhou Zining must have been when Shuxian asked me to pick someone up for him.

After that, it was their freshman year when he brought someone home to the Bo Residence.

I was busy taking over Bo’s and only went back to spend New Year’s Eve with grandma; I stayed outside for the rest of the time.”

Nan Jiaojiao leaned back, her hands braced behind her, resting on the window sill.

Her shoulders spread, and even wearing a man’s coat, her movements nearly shook it off.

Bo Yanching pulled the collar higher to cover her more snugly, his gaze deep as he watched her, “I’m not lying; I swear there was absolutely nothing between me and Zhou Zining.”

Unable to hold back, Nan Jiaojiao burst into laughter at his teasing.