Chapter 611: My Brother is So Vain

“What’s the matter?”

Ye Wanting was not nosy, just noticing that Nan Jiaojiao, who had been in a good mood, suddenly looked off-color, “Those two?”

“It’s nothing, just asking.

You should keep your distance from them from now on.”

Ye Wanting paused, perhaps Nan Jiaojiao had sensed something fishy about those two, but that couldn’t be.

The twins were very sweet-tongued, they made everyone from customers to colleagues happy.

Ye Wanting had even drunk milk tea they had offered.

Could it be Nan Jiaojiao was worried about her?

It made sense upon reflection; after all, she was going to leave here sooner or later.

It was always good to avoid getting too involved with the people here.

“Got it, I’ll listen to you.”

Nan Jiaojiao handed her a dessert.

The evening ended early, around eleven o’clock, and Bo Shuxian said he would leave first.

Everyone was somewhat aware of his usual schedule; at this hour, it was indeed late for him.

Bo Yanching didn’t say the gathering was over, but he left with Bo Shuxian and Nan Jiaojiao.

He hadn’t touched a drop of alcohol that evening and didn’t use Han Chuan; he drove himself.

Nan Jiaojiao sat in the passenger seat with a food box on her lap, filled with little desserts.

Since she had eaten her fill in the private room, she didn’t touch it, making the car unusually quiet, with the faint smell of alcohol lingering.

Nan Jiaojiao quietly opened the window a bit wider, and just as she was pulling her hand back, she suddenly heard a man’s low and husky voice from the backseat.

“Big brother, stop up ahead for a moment, I can’t take it anymore.”

Bo Yanching glanced at the rearview mirror, “Are you feeling sick from drinking too much?”

“I mixed in half a glass of white liquor, feeling a bit dizzy.”

“Hang in there, I’ll find a place to stop up ahead.” Bo Yanching said, gradually slowing down the car.

Nan Jiaojiao’s hand shook in fright, and she quickly closed the window, turning back with an apologetic look.

“I’m sorry, did the cold wind from my open window give you a headache?”

Bo Shuxian lounged back against the seat, slightly tilted, lifting his eyes with a touch of a smile emerging from their depths, “Little sister-in-law, I’m not good at drinking.

Two glasses of red and I’m tipsy.

It’s not your fault, don’t worry.”

Nan Jiaojiao was embarrassed, “Then you rest for a while.”

She turned to Bo Yanching, “There’s a supermarket up ahead.

Let’s stop there, and you can go buy two bottles of water.”

Bo Yanching laughed, “Are you starting to boss me around?”

Nan Jiaojiao murmured softly, “That’s your brother.”

She wouldn’t bother about anyone else.

Bo Yanching stroked her hair, and once the car was parked, Bo Shuxian immediately got out.

Nan Jiaojiao also moved to follow, reaching for the seat belt, when Bo Yanching caught her hand and squeezed it in his palm.

“Stay in the car, I’ll be back quickly.”

Nan Jiaojiao looked confused.

“My brother cares about face, and he’s been holding it in all evening.

Now that he’s about to lose his composure, he has to vent.

If you go, he won’t say what he needs to,” Bo Yanching said as he kissed her fingertips, “Be good, open the window for some air, and sit nicely eating your snacks.”

Nan Jiaojiao nodded and settled back into the seat obediently.

He said she could drive herself, but before Bo Yanching got out of the car, he had already lowered all four windows halfway.

The window at her side was rolled down more, so even with the wind coming through the window at the passenger seat, it wasn’t cold.

Bo Yanching went to buy water in the supermarket.

Not far in front of the car, Bo Shuxian leaned against a lamppost, his other hand holding his jacket.

Both arms bent at different angles, he was hunched over, head down, vomiting next to the trash can.

It seemed as though he hadn’t brought up much, just feeling sick under the light, his complexion blurred into a pale shade amidst the light and shadow.