Chapter 619: I'm Currently Sitting Here

Bo Yanching led her out from behind and ruffled her hair, “Quietly, don’t speak loudly, or your master really won’t forgive you.”

Nan Jiaojiao responded listlessly with an “Oh.”

In this world, the ones she least feared were Jiang Yu and Pei Dongshi.

In front of these two, she always had the courage of a “dead pig not fearing scalding water.”

Moreover, Jiang Yu truly doted on her.

Glancing at the dining table, two-thirds of the dishes were her favorites.

Regarding the red wine Bo Yanching brought, Jiang Yu merely took a look, then had the servant store it in the wine cellar.

She grabbed the two jars of Shochu Liquor that Nan Jiaojiao bought, skillfully untied the rope, removed the red cloth, and poured a bowl.

“Yanqing, don’t mind me.

I usually like drinking this.

Red wine is only for those half-baked acquaintances, just for show.

It’s not as strong as Shochu.”

Bo Yanching expressed his understanding and picked up the small bowl in front of him, “Give me a bowl too, I want to try.”

“Sure thing.”

Jiang Yu wanted to pour him the liquor, but was too lazy to move, so she casually handed the liquor jar to Pei Dongshi.

Pei Dongshi, without any pretense, stood up to pour wine for Bo Yanching and also poured himself a bowl.

Nan Jiaojiao quietly held up her small bowl and approached, whispering, “Give me a little too, I want to taste what it’s like.”

“You?”

Pei Dongshi sneered coldly, directly set down the liquor jar, and just as the servant delivered the warmed milk, he took it over, took the liquor bowl from Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, and shoved the milk at her.

“What are kids drinking alcohol for?

Drink your milk.”

Nan Jiaojiao grumbled, “Boring.”

Bo Yanching pulled her back, “Drink yours.

If you really don’t want to drink it, what about your milk tea?”

“It’s…”

“My teapot was blown up by her, where’s the milk tea?

I’ve locked all the milk tea she left here in the attic,” Jiang Yu replied through gritted teeth.

Although one could brew it with milk and tea leaves, Nan Jiaojiao was not that diligent.

“There’s something you should know, your ex-husband has made a comeback, did you know?”

“Who?” Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes widened, her expression one of “Don’t wrongly accuse me.”

Jiang Yu glanced at her, “Shen Shichu, haven’t you seen the news?”

“Oh.”

It was Shen Shichu.

Then it didn’t matter.

Nan Jiaojiao did follow the news.

Shen Shichu and Ye Shiqing were on good terms again, he even helped her return to the classical dance competition, which virtually guaranteed her entrance into the Classical Dance Association.

It was rumored that someone had snapped a photo of Shen Shichu dining with Ye Shiqing and the association’s executives, though it was not leaked; the news only mentioned him shopping with Ye Shiqing.

From several candid shots, the look he gave Ye Shiqing was filled with affection, as if it could spill out of the screen.

Immediately, many people analyzed that if it weren’t true love, how could his eyes be so adoring—it was clearly doting.

The recent rumors between Shen Shichu and Chen Man had not been cleared by either party, but with the couple being visibly affectionate, any further speculation would be considered stirring up trouble.

Even the stocks of Shen’s were gradually recovering.

Saying that he had made a comeback was not wrong.

But referring to him as an “ex-husband” was a bit provocative.

“Master, he was just my ex-boyfriend, not an ex-husband.

My current one is sitting right here.

How can you spread rumors in front of him without feeling guilty?”

Jiang Yu glanced at Nan Jiaojiao’s suddenly drooping face and smiled delightedly, “Oh, not an ex-husband, huh?

Not an ex-husband.

Back then, you eagerly helped him design one project after another, and now he’s earning money from the buildings you designed.”