Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife

Chapter 768: Who the Hell Wants to Indulge You

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The laughter had substance, and the mockery was even thicker.

“Who the hell is happy to indulge you!”

Bo Yanching felt as if he had been hit in the back of the head by a blunt object.

He could never have imagined that Nan Jiaojiao would swear at him one day.

It’s not that she couldn’t swear, but she chose not to.

Usually, Yaen Chi and the others would swear a lot, and any girl present would blush shyly, except for Nan Jiaojiao, who always maintained her composure.

She liked to play the lady in public, appearing so well-behaved that the words “damn it” coming from her mouth seemed like whispered sweet nothings.

But her expression was truly angry.

Nan Jiaojiao raised her hand, “Are you still holding on?”

Bo Yanching didn’t want to let go, but he also knew that bickering with her now would only make her angrier and she wouldn’t listen to a word he said.

He wanted to say something, but Nan Jiaojiao had already impatiently pulled her hand back.

Without even a roll of her eyes, she turned and walked away.

Xu Shu was just outside the door; he had probably just returned, making it inconvenient to enter.

Standing by the door, he heard a few sentences before the door was pulled open from inside and hit the wall with a “bang,” making him suddenly feel as if he had been caught red-handed.

His usual calm and collected demeanor was of no use, panicking as he stepped back, forgetting there was someone behind him.

After closing the door, Nan Jiaojiao stood still, her gaze directly on him.

Xu Shu didn’t dare meet her eyes, and in a hurry, he shoved the medicine bag into Mo Tingshen’s arms.

Once he realized how unnecessary that action was, his face turned red.

When he looked back, Nan Jiaojiao had already left.

With his hands in the pockets of his bulky down jacket, thankfully, his tall stature and long legs hadn’t allowed the poorly styled clothing to bunch up.

“Jiaojiao, are you leaving?

Come hang out when you’re free,” Xu Shu called out.

Nan Jiaojiao didn’t look back, simply raising a hand to wave at him, still holding the empty beverage bottle, which she tossed into the trash as she rounded the corner.

“What are you panicking about?” Mo Tingshen chuckled.

Xu Shu wiped his forehead, for goodness’ sake, he was so scared he couldn’t even break a sweat.

“Aren’t you uneasy about getting caught eavesdropping on other people’s conversations?”

After a pause, Xu Shu suddenly looked up, “Right, you were eavesdropping too, weren’t you?”

“Yes, I was eavesdropping,” Mo Tingshen said with a pleased look, “just in time to hear that line—’Who the hell is happy to indulge you.'”

Xu Shu couldn’t help but laugh, “Rein it in a bit.

It’s not quite proper to speak ill of others in their presence.”

“Is that so?”

Did they really think the door had a barrier on it?

Standing at the door, they openly discussed the matter.

Strangely, there was no movement inside.

What’s the point of playing dumb now?

It’s time to see what kind of awkward state the person who got scolded is in.

But what they saw was Bo Yanching leaning against the edge of a desk, head down, fiddling with a lighter.

He had a cigarette between his fingers, unlit, flipped the lighter open and shut with the same hand, the flame flickered a couple of times at his fingertips and quickly went out again.

“Feeling down, huh?” Mo Tingshen asked deliberately.

He hooked a chair with his foot and was about to pull it over when he paused, opting to lift it by the chair back instead to avoid the noise of it scraping across the floor, which might irritate those downstairs.

He intentionally sat in an angle where Bo Yanching could see him the moment he looked up.

“What are you doing here?” Bo Yanching asked.

Mo Tingshen replied cheerfully, “Came to laugh at you, afraid there won’t be another chance.”

Bo Yanching snorted coldly, lit the cigarette, pulled out the cigarette case, and threw it along with the lighter onto the desk.

“Returning the favor, are you?”

Last time, Bo Yanching had specially gone to see Mo Tingshen made fun of.

This time, it was Mo Tingshen’s turn.

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