Chapter 847: Unrequited Love

Nan Jiaojiao spent the day doing nothing, and stumbled upon a popular dessert shop on Douyin.

She placed an order and provided her address.

Soon, the shop called her, saying that the delivery guy couldn’t reach her location and could only deliver to the main road, where she’d have to pick it up herself.

Nan Jiaojiao decided to drive to the shop to pick it up herself.

On her way back, it happened to be rush hour, and Nan Jiaojiao was stuck in the city.

Her car moved slowly, the green light lasted only a short moment, and she had to wait for the same red light three times before she could finally get through.

The rear wheel bumped over a speed bump, and the car jolted.

A box of chestnut cakes on the passenger seat tipped over and slid under the seat, prompting Nan Jiaojiao to instinctively look down at the sound.

A car approached from the opposite direction.

Through the half-open window, Bo Yanching was looking down at some documents.

The light from his tablet glowed on his sharply defined face.

Suddenly sensing something, he looked up and glanced out the window.

All he saw was a long line of jammed cars.

Yaen Chi was worried Bo Yanching might not come, so he waited at the door early on, finally spotting Bo Yanching’s car.

He personally opened the car door, bent down to take a look inside, and then warmly welcomed him in.

The villa was packed as usual.

Yaen Chi cleared everyone out from the living room and asked Loo Jinyang to take them somewhere else to hang out.

He sniffed the wine in the decanter and called in a waiter to bring two bottles of wine that Bo Yanching loved.

“I’ve invited you so many times, but you never come.

I’m almost out of favor due to you.”

Bo Yanching lit a cigarette, his handsome face indifferent, “Don’t disgust me.”

Yaen Chi chuckled, “Still harboring resentment, huh?

You wouldn’t let me look for her, otherwise, I would’ve brought Jiaojiao back long ago.”

Bo Yanching exhaled smoke, his eyes slightly raising, squinting dangerously, “Did you go looking for her?”

Yaen Chi’s survival instincts kicked in immediately, “No, not at all!

I’ve been very well-behaved lately.”

Bo Yanching leaned back against the sofa, extending one hand.

Mo Tingshen handed him a glass of wine, “Have a drink.

You’re cuter when you’re drunk.”

Bo Yanching scoffed, “Didn’t bring Chu Yao over?”

“I did.

But tonight’s meal didn’t suit her taste.

We found out it wasn’t made by our usual chef, and all the good chefs have been lured away by Yi Qinghuan.

So Xiao Yao went over there for a meal and some pastries.”

Bo Yanching chuckled, “That’s rare, you didn’t invite the chef back just for her?”

“I mentioned it, but she heard Yi Qinghuan was hosting an ancient costume party, so she went to have fun there.”

Mo Tingshen is great at everything, except when it comes to Chu Yao, then he becomes unusually docile.

People might call him a simp, but no one’s actually seen the way he behaves as one.

Yet, saying he doesn’t care…

he personally handles everything for Chu Yao.

Yaen Chi suddenly remembered, “We were invited too.

Qinghuan also asked me to pass the word to you.

I said I couldn’t catch you lately, so where could I pass it on?

Besides, she invited a group of socialites and celebrities, and she wouldn’t let anyone in unless they wore costumes.

I found it troublesome, so I declined.”

Yaen Chi sat next to Bo Yanching, nonchalantly poking Bo Yanching’s left chest, “Interested?

I could get a few outfits.

She’s just in the neighboring garden, we could go over and have some fun?”

Bo Yanching shook his shoulder, brushing Yaen Chi off, “You can go make a fool of yourself, leave me out of it.”

Mo Tingshen chimed in, “I can’t afford to lose face like that either.”

Yaen Chi exclaimed, “Hey, all acting so proper!

Aren’t you both just two middle-aged men suffering from unrequited love, why the modesty?”

Bo Yanching paused for a moment, and exhaled a puff of smoke onto Yaen Chi’s face, “Get lost.”