Chapter 696: Ask Chu Yao about It

Yaen Chi wished his cousin would be busy every day, just to keep his own ears in peace.

“Look at them,” Mo Tingshen deliberately picked a quarrel, “then look at you, Prince of Rongcheng.”

Yaen Chi definitely didn’t mishear, he had been mocked.

He resisted the urge to throw his cigarette butt in Mo Tingshen’s face and said through gritted teeth, “Earn some virtue, Mr.

Mo.

Is Chu Yao even paying attention to you now?”

Mo Tingshen raised an eyebrow, “Why would she bother with me when everything’s fine?”

The way he said it, as if he’d been used and tossed aside, yet he spoke so nonchalantly, even boastfully if you listened carefully.

This guy either had bubbles in his brain or was definitely sick.

“Exactly, she should stay far away from you.”

“Indeed.”

Mo Tingshen exhaled a ring of smoke, his eyes showing a dark shade as he looked down to flick the ash, then looked up, back to normal, “Let’s go, this is boring.”

Yaen Chi’s mood instantly improved, “Shall I escort you?”

Mo Tingshen flashed his car keys at him, signaling him to shut up, then before leaving, he said to Bo Yanching, “Let’s get together again sometime for drinks, call me.”

Bo Yanching nodded.

The cigarette wasn’t even finished when Bo Yanching put it out.

He counted, Nan Jiaojiao had played three games and then lost interest.

“Going home?” he asked.

Nan Jiaojiao replied, “Okay.”

When Bo Yanching decided to leave, others followed suit.

It was getting late, their group used to drink till dawn back in the day, but that was before Ye Wanting came along.

Yaen Chi didn’t allow them to party too hard anymore, which improbably improved their sleep quality.

They couldn’t act like scoundrels and strangely felt healthier for it.

They all came by car.

Yi Qinghuan stood on the steps waiting for her driver.

Her car arrived first.

Just as she pulled open the back door and was about to get in, she seemed to remember something and looked back as if searching for someone.

“Has Mo Tingshen left?”

Yaen Chi asked, “Do you need him for something?”

“I was going to ask him about Chu Yao.”

“Why would you want to inquire about her?”

Yaen Chi paused for a second, “Better not, now mentioning Chu Yao in front of Mo the Fox is taboo.”

Yi Qinghuan’s interest was piqued, “They had a fight?”

“It’s a bit complicated, not something that can be explained in a few words.”

Yaen Chi propped open the car door, protecting her as she got in, “Be careful on the road.”

“You too, drive slowly.”

Yi Qinghuan glanced over at Bo Yanching.

Just then, Nan Jiaojiao looked her way, but Yi Qinghuan’s expression remained unchanged, and she waved her hand.

Yaen Chi set off with Yin Tao, while the others made their own plans.

Just as Bo Yanching pulled open the passenger door, it started to snow.

Tiny snowflakes fluttered past, and Nan Jiaojiao reached out her hand, twirling her fingers to catch the falling snow within her palm.

“How about walking?”

Bo Yanching closed the car door, “Sure.”

He adjusted Nan Jiaojiao’s scarf for her and held her hand, walking back the way they came.

Nan Jiaojiao walked unpredictably, starting to bounce and jump after a while.

The snow wasn’t heavy, but it fell thickly, quickly forming a thin layer on the ground.

She either touched down with her toes or stamped with the soles of her feet, looking back at her footprints with each step.

Suddenly she turned to Bo Yanching and burst into giggles at the snowflakes on his head, “Does this count as ‘growing old together’?”

Bo Yanching pinched her cheek, “So you want to grow old with me just like this?”

She immediately turned her head away with proud coyness, “If you’re not willing, I won’t force you.”

“No forcing!”

Bo Yanching pulled her back and interlocked his fingers with hers, “Otherwise you find someone else, you think I can stand that?”