Chapter 617: Aren't You Supposed to Behave

“You’re brewing milk tea with master’s favorite treasure, are you out of your mind?”

“What are you yelling for!” Nan Jiaojiao was so startled that she jolted upright from the lounge chair and fiercely shushed him.

“Keep it down, do you want to attract someone’s attention?”

Pei Dongshi rolled his eyes, “You’re just blatantly and transparently stupid.”

Nan Jiaojiao was puzzled for a moment, “What do you mean?”

“Just keep acting dumb!”

Pei Dongshi closed the lid and turned to leave.

Nan Jiaojiao quickly grabbed a cup and poured herself half a cup of milk tea.

The flavor was just right, it would become bitter if she didn’t drink it now.

She used a net to scoop up the tea leaves and casually tossed them into an empty cup.

Lying back down leisurely, she sipped her milk tea and ate roasted sweet potatoes – what a pleasure.

Evening.

Just before six o’clock, two sedans drove into Mist Garden, one after the other.

Pei Dongshi got out of the car and waited a little while for the second car to park properly before stepping forward.

“Third Master Bo.”

“Mr.

Pei.”

The two men exchanged polite greetings and chatted awkwardly as they walked inside.

They were still a distance from the front hall when Jiang Yu’s forceful shouting came through crystal clear.

“You bloody child, itching for a beating again, aren’t you?

Stand there, just stand there!

If I catch you, I’ll give you such a beating, you little rascal!”

Bo Yanching and Pei Dongshi exchanged glances.

This is bad!

The men hurried over, their long legs nearly sparking with speed.

The front hall was a mess; small tables and chairs, even several nearly man-sized antiques were toppled over haphazardly, and flowers lay on the ground, evidently yanked from some vase, still dripping water from their stems.

Jiang Yu was brandishing a plum branch, from which all the blossoms had been knocked off, moving agilely amidst the chaos.

Pei Dongshi helped steady her, and when she glared at him, her eyes softened slightly, and it seemed as if in that moment much of her strength left her, and resting against Pei Dongshi, she slowly caught her breath.

As she cursed under her breath, “Bloody child, that damn kid!”

Pei Dongshi sighed in resignation, “I’ll bring master a new set of tea utensils tomorrow.

In a while, I’ll give her a serious talk, and I will absolutely not allow her to brew milk tea with your teapot again.”

Bo Yanching had just stopped Nan Jiaojiao.

He heard every single word Pei Dongshi said, clear as day.

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, and a fond smile appeared in his eyes as he softly scolded, “Weren’t you told to behave?

Why have you gone and angered your master again?”

Nan Jiaojiao raised a pair of tear-filled eyes – not from crying, but from being cornered and desperate, with sweat beading at her hairline which was steaming up her vision.

She assumed a wronged expression, “I didn’t, I’ve been very good.”

“Bullshit!”

Before Bo Yanching could even speak, Jiang Yu exploded, “She used my tea set to brew milk tea and blew the teapot up.

Do you know what she used to roast sweet potatoes?”

Pei Dongshi wasn’t particularly keen on asking, “What?”

“She burned my Anhui ink together with a pile of charcoal!”

Pei Dongshi suddenly felt like the veins on his forehead were throbbing painfully.

Bo Yanching quietly pulled Nan Jiaojiao into his arms.

If there was a hit to take, he could at least block some for her.

“And there’s more; I don’t know what’s gotten into her, but she wanted to eat lotus root so bad she drained the water from my Lotus Pond, went into the river herself to dig out lotus roots.

Go take a look in the backyard, my goldfish are now lying in the silt gasping for breath.

I could have tolerated her mud-wading for lotus roots, but then she ran into my room and wore the Cheongsam that Director Zhou gave me last month to wade for them, ruining the outfit entirely!”