Chapter 71: I Ended Things with Bo Yanching

Jih Mingyue couldn’t suppress the joy in her heart and trembled with excitement.

She was only serving Bo Yanqing, attentively pouring his drinks and peeling shrimp to feed him.

Yaen Chi pretended to drink, cup touching his lips, and murmured softly, “Seems like you’re having quite the fun.

When do you think Brother Yan will regret it?”

Mo Tingshen glanced at him indifferently and replied, “What’s the rush?

The thunderbolt that will strike him is already on its way.”

“Is that so?” Yaen Chi smirked, half-jokingly, “That thunderbolt must be really confused.

How many years has it been unable to find where your house is?”

Mo Tingshen stared at him, let out a cold laugh, picked up his glass, drank it all in one gulp, and then stood up to leave.

Yaen Chi watched him go and lifted his thin lips coldly, tsking lightly.

The cunning Mo the Fox also had his untouchable sore spot.

Mention that person’s name and he’d get anxious.

“Brother Yan, there’s something…”

Before Yaen Chi could finish, Bo Yanqing stood up, his cool gaze sweeping over Jih Mingyue, “Not leaving?”

“Ah?” Jih Mingyue, her head spinning, saw the man walking away and quickly grabbed her bag to follow.

The next day.

Third Master Bo and celebrity Jih Mingyue spent the night together; early in the morning, they were spotted leaving the hotel, and the scandal rocketed to the top of the trending searches.

Nan Jiaojiao slept in a daze until Lu Zhenzhen’s call woke her up.

Lu Zhenzhen had to shout at her three times before she clearly heard, “While you were sleeping, your man was snatched away by someone else!”

“My man?”

Nan Jiaojiao turned over, “Which man of mine?”

“…” Lu Zhenzhen, who prided herself on being worldly, was momentarily stunned by that remark.

“Who else could it be, has Shen Shichu ever touched you?”

Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes, put the phone on speaker, glanced at the trending search, then turned off the speaker and pressed the phone back to her ear, saying indifferently, “Oh.”

“Oh?

Oh?!

Nan Jiaojiao, is that your only reaction?”

Lu Zhenzhen was completely ruffled.

Her shouting completely dispelled Nan Jiaojiao’s drowsiness—she had a severe case of morning grumpiness, but Lu Zhenzhen wasn’t afraid of it.

No longer feeling like sleeping, she got up, washed up, checked the fridge but found nothing to eat.

She shoved her keys into her pocket and decided to go downstairs to find something to eat.

“Bo Yanqing and I have ended things,” she announced.

Lu Zhenzhen choked, “When?”

“Last night, I suggested it,” she replied.

Lu Zhenzhen fell silent for a moment before sighing, “Third Master really has a good temper.

He didn’t do anything to you for dumping him, just found another woman to sleep with.”

Nan Jiaojiao paused, turned her head towards a soy milk stall on the side of the street, and slowly made her way there, “That’s his freedom.

I have no right to interfere.

From now on, we go our separate ways.

It’s not bad.

He’s quite handsome and we’ve slept together a few times, so I haven’t lost out.”

Lu Zhenzhen took a deep breath and silently gave a thumbs up, “With that way of speaking, even the grasslands don’t compare to your coarseness.

You’re not worried, so why should I be?

If it really hurts, you can come to me—I have plenty of milk.”

Nan Jiaojiao was a good baby who stayed away from smoking and drinking, her only vice being sweet, sugary milk tea.

Lu Zhenzhen was already calculating how many pots of sugar it would take to get her milk-drunk.

With the topic drifting to this, there wasn’t much more to say.

Nan Jiaojiao finally took the opportunity to ask, “Did Gao Zhe explain things to you?”

Lu Zhenzhen laughed twice, seemingly indifferent, “Even if he didn’t explain, I wouldn’t believe a word from Mo Di.

Over the years, his bed has only been clean with me in it.”

Nan Jiaojiao was curious, “Then what was the fuss about last night?”

“It’s called spicing things up.

You’re too young; you wouldn’t understand.”

“Alright,” through the car window, Lu Zhenzhen waved at Gao Zhe, then said to Nan Jiaojiao, “Enough talk, I’m going to have an affectionate breakfast with my Ah Zhe.”