Chapter 706: Master Bo Wants to See You

Having arrived home, Bo Yanching didn’t wake her but wrapped her in a thin blanket and carried her directly from the garage into the house.

The bed was cold, so he first turned on the electric blanket, then carried her to the sofa to rest for a while, suspecting she might wake up soon since she hadn’t fallen into a deep sleep.

The heating was on inside.

He took off his coat, rolled up his shirt sleeves, and was about to go run the bathwater when suddenly a hand from behind tugged at his trousers.

“Where is Zhou Zining?”

Bo Yanching turned around, his eyes meeting hers slightly narrowed, her complexion pale, having just woken up, too lazy to even lift her eyelids to look at him.

He sat down again, brushed the hair from her cheeks, and asked, “Why are you suddenly asking about her?”

“Where is she?”

Bo Yanching paused, “Do you want to ask about the poison?”

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t speak but her brow furrowed.

“I’ll handle this matter, you just take care of Qianqian.”

Nan Jiaojiao shifted uncomfortably on the cushion.

She tried to sit up, and just as she moved, Bo Yanching helped her, thinking she wanted to lean into him.

He opened his arms and subconsciously moved forward, only to find that Nan Jiaojiao was merely leaning against the sofa, glancing sideways at him.

“You know I have a bad temper,” she said.

Bo Yanching raised his eyebrows slightly.

“If she really angers me, I want to see her.”

Bo Yanching paused again, “When do you want to see her?”

Indeed, he hadn’t handed Zhou Zining over to the police.

Nan Jiaojiao had checked, delving deeper might have triggered the firewall and raised suspicions, but she had checked the surveillance near the warehouse at that time; Zhou Zining had been taken away by Han Che.

Thinking of Zhou Zining’s frenzied demeanor, Nan Jiaojiao stroked her hair, pursed her lips, hesitated for a moment, and then said, “Forget it, I won’t see her.”

There’s nothing worthwhile to say to a lunatic.

Moreover, it wasn’t convenient to act on certain things under Bo Yanching’s watch.

If she could not vent openly, she would do so secretly.

Her temper was indeed bad, and she would have dealt with Zhou Zining the moment her feelings for Bo Yanching became apparent if not for considering Bo Shuxian’s feelings.

“She once said something to me, you should ask her about it later.”

Nan Jiaojiao had already risen from the sofa and was heading toward the bathroom.

Remembering this, she turned back, “She said that the children of the Bo Family don’t live long.”

After saying that, she walked away.

Bo Yanching sat there, his expression dark, his aura cold, not saying a word as he lit a cigarette, took a couple of puffs, then grabbed the ashtray to tap the ash, and snuffed out the cigarette before it was finished.

He walked into the bathroom, stripped off his clothes in seconds, threw them into the laundry basket, sat in the bathtub, and embraced her from behind.

“I’ve remembered, I’ll handle it,” he said.

Nan Jiaojiao leaned back against him, her head resting in the crook of his shoulder, and closed her eyes.

…

Zhou Zining had been confined in a hotel for a week.

She was well cared for with food and drink, but trembled with every sip of water from fear.

It was too abnormal.

Bo Yanching had not handed her over to the police, nor had he visited her, just kept her in solitary confinement, which only heightened her anxiety and left her unable to settle her nerves.

She had thought about escaping, but bodyguards filled the doorway and corridor, and food was delivered just to the door without anyone coming in.

She had thrown fits, furiously smashing things, yet no one responded, not even to clean up, so she lay among the debris for days until she finally calmed down.

Finally, she met Han Che.

“Master Bo wants to see you.”

“Yanching wants to see me?”

Zhou Zining immediately threw off the blanket, intending to jump off the bed when she caught sight of a few shattered glasses on the floor, hesitated, then put on her shoes before running to the door.

“Really?

He really wants to see me?

Has he calmed down?”