Chapter 67: The Rabbit is Much Better Behaved Than You

Gao Zhe lowered his head to look at Lu Zhenzhen, his thin lips pressing against her forehead as if he were kissing her.

Perhaps because the embrace was too familiar, Lu Zhenzhen wriggled and nuzzled closer, raising her misty eyes to look at him dewily.

She smiled and said, “You’re here.

Let me tell you something funny, Mo Di claimed she’s carrying your child.”

Gao Zhe’s expression darkened, his brow creasing slightly.

He sighed and lifted Lu Zhenzhen horizontally, “Let’s go home first.”

Nan Jiaojiao tugged at Lu Zhenzhen’s arm, pulling her slightly and asked coldly, “She’s asking you, is it true?”

“It’s not.”

Gao Zhe was not distant with Nan Jiaojiao but he wasn’t familiar with her either, “I’ll explain to her.”

Nan Jiaojiao released her hand and watched them walk away.

Gao Zhe opened the rear door of the car, intending to put her inside, but Lu Zhenzhen refused, clinging tighter around his neck, pulling him down partially, causing Gao Zhe to stagger backwards.

He managed to support himself with one hand on the car door, instinctively protecting Lu Zhenzhen in his arms, ensuring she didn’t get hurt.

He stood unsteadily with one foot on the step, maintaining this difficult position for a minute.

Once Lu Zhenzhen calmed down, he lifted her into the car, wrapped his coat around her with one hand, closed the rear door, placed her in the front passenger seat, and leaned in to fasten her seatbelt.

As they drove off, the car window was left open just a crack to keep out the cold air.

Nan Jiaojiao hadn’t moved all along.

As soon as Gao Zhe got out of the car, Lu Zhenzhen saw her but didn’t go over immediately.

Instead, she went to the front desk to fetch a bottle of red wine and downed most of it.

The alcohol she had nearly sobered up from came surging back, and by the time she was in Gao Zhe’s arms, she was even more intoxicated.

Is this…

love?

Then what was her relationship with Bo Yanching?

Officially, she still had a fiancé.

Debating whether she was being unethical, Nan Jiaojiao sat on a bench by the street, lost in thought for a long while.

Until Bo Yanching’s car stopped in front of her.

Through the car window, Nan Jiaojiao first saw the cigarette perched on the man’s lips, its ember flickering; his face was so somber it was almost indiscernible.

Nan Jiaojiao propped her chin on her hands and watched him, and he watched her back.

When her eyes grew tired, Nan Jiaojiao stood up and walked away.

She heard the sound of a car door opening behind her but not closing, followed by footsteps, approaching from a distance.

Soon, Bo Yanching walked up beside her.

Nan Jiaojiao turned to him with a smile and said, “What a coincidence, Uncle.”

“Huh.”

Bo Yanching snorted coldly, seizing her hand, “No coincidence, I specifically came to catch you.”

“Am I a rabbit?”

“A rabbit would be much better behaved than you.”

Bo Yanching gripped her wrist and pulled her towards him, realizing the girl was resisting.

He immediately changed his hold to her waist, guiding her towards the car.

“I’ll take you.”

“What about Jih Mingyue?” Nan Jiaojiao genuinely hadn’t asked to provoke him.

Bo Yanching’s expression turned cold enough to freeze water, “You’d really prefer it if there were other women by my side?”

“…”

Nan Jiaojiao fell silent.

On the way back, the car was as quiet as death.

When they arrived downstairs, as soon as the seat belt was unbuckled, Nan Jiaojiao’s hand touched the door handle and a cold male voice rang from behind, “How much longer?”

“What?”

“Is a Shen Shichu so hard to deal with?”

“Ah?” Nan Jiaojiao quietly pulled her hand back, “He hasn’t contacted me these past few days.”

A non-answer.

Bo Yanching pulled at his tie, “What’s the deal with Han Qi?”

His tone was as if he was annoyed she had attracted another man.