Chapter 734: I'm Back

“Do you really not have anyone by your side?” Nan Jiaojiao touched her neck, a subconscious reaction she had when she couldn’t make up her mind.

Yeh Hannian just happened to see it, his eyes hiding a trace of a smile.

He dared not show it, his lips almost curled up, he quickly lowered his head before he couldn’t hold back a laugh.

As a result, his voice was a bit muffled, “Really, nobody knows that I’m hospitalized.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s heart skipped a beat.

On her way here, even near the hospital, she hadn’t detected anyone lurking around; partly due to her own carelessness, but also because Yeh Hannian didn’t want to expose his location.

What the eyes could see were just the calm on the surface.

“Got it.”

Nan Jiaojiao turned back and sat down on the sofa, “Are you sure everything will be stable with Yeh Xing by tomorrow?”

“Of course!

I wouldn’t lie to you.

That kid is reliable, and besides, he used to listen to you a lot.”

Yeh Hannian suddenly looked up, his eyes brightly shining, finally finding an opportunity to look at her openly.

Nan Jiaojiao narrowed her eyes slightly, not making a sound.

The sudden silence made Yeh Hannian feel out of place.

“So, Xiao Nannan, why don’t you come and sleep next to me; the bed’s big,” he said, scooting over and patting the large space he cleared beside him.

No sooner had he finished speaking than a flash of silver caught his eye, and he ducked subconsciously, staring at the fruit knife stuck in the headboard.

What a close call—if his reactions were any slower, even by a bit, he’d have had the top of his head sliced off.

His eyeballs quivering, he moved stiffly towards Nan Jiaojiao.

She lay on the sofa, propping her forehead with one hand, her back against the sofa’s backrest, a pillow tucked under her elbow, half-closing her eyes as if dozing.

She threw the knife without even sparing him a glance.

This heartless woman!

As dawn was about to break, Nan Jiaojiao vaguely heard her cellphone ringing.

Thinking she was lying in her own king-sized bed at home, she reached reflexively under her pillow for it, but the chill of the back of her hand brushing against something made her wake up instantly.

There was a cold, weapon-like sharpness in her eyes as she focused on the man beside her for a moment.

Yeh Hannian had her phone in hand, the chill from its edge making him shiver a little, and his fingers quickly moved away from the end call button before he handed the phone back to her.

“Somebody was calling you, I accidentally hung up just now.”

Nan Jiaojiao took the phone, simultaneously got up from the window, and went to close it, steadying herself before answering the call.

“Baby,” Bo Yanching’s voice was hoarse.

Her heart tightened at once, “What’s wrong?”

“I’m back.”

Nan Jiaojiao clenched the phone in her hand until her knuckles turned white.

How could this be such a coincidence?

She happened not to be home.

How would she explain spending the night in another man’s hospital room?

With Bo Yanching’s jealous temperament, wouldn’t he turn the hospital upside down?

“Did I wake you up?” he asked.

Nan Jiaojiao’s heart trembled, her voice sounded a bit weak, “Uhm…

”

He chuckled, “I know you love to sleep in.

I arrived three hours ago, was going to come straight to you, but Shuxian wanted to drink; I kept him company for a while.

I had Han Che send him home, and I’m still at the bar.

Will you come pick me up?”

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt her mouth dry.

Despite having done nothing wrong, she felt as if she’d almost been caught red-handed.

After hearing his words, she even felt a strange sense of relief.

“Sure, I’ll come over.

Send me the bar address.”

“Take your time; I’ll wait for you no matter how late it is.”

“Alright.”

She put away the phone, walked back to the bed in a few strides, and glanced at the sofa.

There was no sign that it had been lain on.

Yet she was certain that she had fallen asleep on the sofa!