Chapter 908: We're Doing Just Fine

The Old Lady didn’t pay him any mind.

She felt Nan Jiaojiao’s hand, smiling like an ancient matchmaker, “Jiaojiao, let me introduce you to a boyfriend.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s expression twisted, “Why?”

Don’t I already have one?

He’s right in front of you, your grandson.

“How about this?

I’ll adopt you as my god-granddaughter and find you a good one,” the Old Lady finally glanced at Bo Yanching, but her gaze was full of disdain.

She quickly turned back to Nan Jiaojiao, “No point in hiding it from me.

You haven’t been here in ages, you must have fallen out with this kid, right?”

“…” Nan Jiaojiao twisted her mind but couldn’t think of what to say.

“I really like you.

Even if you don’t marry into the Bo Family, it doesn’t matter.

As long as you’re part of the family.”

Nan Jiaojiao tried to explain, “Actually…”

Just as she started, she heard a near-taunting laugh from the man.

Bo Yanching sat leisurely with his tea, eyes half-lowered, his voice as serene as the tea itself, “Sorry to disappoint you, but we’re back on good terms.”

The Old Lady paused, then suddenly slapped Bo Yanching’s elbow, “What are you up to!”

Bo Yanching could dodge, but he didn’t; if he hadn’t taken that hit, the Old Lady would have rolled right off her wheelchair.

“What do you mean I’m up to something?”

“If not you, then who else but my Jiaojiao!” She looked at Bo Yanching like he was a criminal, “I warn you, behave yourself!

Don’t really upset Jiaojiao; if she ditches you, how could I face her in the future?”

Bo Yanching found it somewhat ridiculous but wisely kept to drinking his tea, avoiding any further confrontation.

Nan Jiaojiao finally felt at ease, realizing the Old Lady had been making a fuss, worried that Bo Yanching had tricked her back to deceive the old woman.

“There’s really no problem; we’re fine.

I’ve just been busy lately, always on the set with Chu Yao’s crew, so I haven’t had the time to visit you.”

The Old Lady’s eyes teared up instantly, “Sweet child, don’t sacrifice yourself; such a good child you are, being fooled by certain old men, and starting to lie.”

“…” Can’t explain it now, can you?

Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t impatient with everyone; she indulged the Old Lady, comforting her for quite a while before the old woman was appeased.

Bo Yanching didn’t speak anymore, just continued sitting quietly beside them.

They chatted idly until noon, then went to the restaurant together.

That half bowl of noodles digested pretty well, so Nan Jiaojiao wasn’t shy and just picked food for herself.

Bo Qingshan sat next to her, constantly adding food to her plate.

On her right sat Bo Yanching, holding Qianqian in his arms, feeding her, and had a pair of chopsticks dedicated to giving her food, leaving Nan Jiaojiao’s bowl never empty.

After lunch, the Old Lady needed a nap, and Qianqian was taken away to sleep as well.

Nan Jiaojiao suddenly wanted to go fishing, so Bo Yanching found several fishing rods and took her to fish in the backyard pond.

Little stools were lined up, Bo Qingshan thick-skinned followed along, carrying a bunch of snacks.

The fruit cut up and served on the lunch table was barely touched.

He somehow found cartoon forks, and there were only two—one for him and one for Nan Jiaojiao.

He deliberately withheld them from Bo Yanching, mischievously provoking him through Nan Jiaojiao, his eyes brimming with smugness.

Bo Yanching picked up a small stone, didn’t even glance his way, and accurately flicked it at Bo Qingshan’s forehead.

Bo Qingshan yelped in pain, “What are you doing, Third Uncle!

It’s just a bit of fruit, and you’re fighting over it with a kid!”