Chapter 888: You're Just Good-Looking

For example, the training camp.

In such a place, once you enter, it’s all about survival.

How old was she at the time?

A little girl, trying to break through from a group of peers, perhaps a few years older, maybe even with battle experience—how easy could it be!

For instance, she once thought she was destined to be an assassin, to live life struggling in a sunless corner.

Bo Yanching never regretted.

After meeting Nan Jiaojiao, he regretted a few times, this time empathizing the most deeply.

He regretted not meeting her earlier, when she was a bit younger, even before Jiang Yu discovered her, so at least she could have grown up under his protection, without experiencing those cruel years.

Bo Yanching closed his eyes, the hand around her back quietly forming a fist, the muscle line bulging against her before relaxing again.

He asked gently, “Did you leave in a hurry because they found you?”

Nan Jiaojiao shook her head, then nodded, seemingly unsure of how to express herself.

After a pause, she finally said, “Actually, they always knew I was in Rongcheng City.

It was just by chance; the ones sent on the mission were two subordinates I personally trained.”

At this point, she paused briefly, rare in her consideration of his emotions.

“I’m sorry, things happened quickly, and I couldn’t just watch them struggle.

Besides, you’re too clean; how could I drag you into this.”

Bo Yanching felt a dull pain in his heart, wanting to say that he wasn’t clean either.

He had stayed in the same places she had.

Even his experiences were harder to speak of.

“What about Yeh Hannian?”

“Oh, him.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression was indifferent, “Just acquaintances.

During a mission, I saved a child, that’s Tuantuan.

I was supposed to adopt her, but it wasn’t convenient, so Yeh Hannian adopted her.”

She raised her head and bluntly asked, “Why are you asking about him, suspecting I have something going on with him?”

Bo Yanching pinched her cheek and said crossly, “There are other men around you, shouldn’t I ask?”

“Should…should I?”

The tone of her speech was quite intriguing.

Hesitation in the front, a rhetorical question in the back.

How could she have the audacity to counter-question him?

Bo Yanching sighed, “When you all left, he threw a marriage certificate out of the car.”

“Oh, it’s fake.”

Bo Yanching said with surprise, “Fake?”

“He doesn’t even know my real name, talking about marriage,” Nan Jiaojiao stared at him, “Did you believe it?”

Bo Yanching’s expression was slightly unnatural.

Could he possibly not believe?

Seeing something like that, how could he remain calm, still call himself a man?

Nan Jiaojiao laughed casually, her eyes so clear they seemed to pierce through one’s soul, “Rest assured, Nan Jiaojiao is my real name, given by my grandfather.”

As she finished speaking, she got up from his arms.

Bo Yanching felt a moment of panic, clasping her wrist, not gripping tightly but loosening the strength, sliding to her hand, gently holding it.

“Where are you going?”

“I’m going to wash my face.

After applying a face mask, you need to wash it off, don’t you know?”

He truly didn’t know, coughed lightly, “Sorry, I’m quite rough.”

“I know,” Nan Jiaojiao brazenly said, “You just have a nice face.”

Implying, could you expect him to be meticulous in other aspects?

Fortunately, when Nvwa got an unexpected flash of inspiration while crafting him, she gave him a good shell, letting him take advantage of that face, but besides the face, there was nothing else.

He didn’t even know what skincare was.

Nan Jiaojiao squinted, glancing at his chest, the corner of her mouth perked slightly, humming, “Being rough is good, you won’t notice other things.”