Chapter 927: How Long Will You Be Gone This Time

Bo Qingshan made an OK gesture, then sneakily stuck himself to Nan Jiaojiao’s arm.

Unfortunately, he didn’t stick around for long before Bo Yanching sent him and Qianqian back to the Bo Residence and left.

By the time Bo Qingshan chased out with a bag of snacks, there was no sign of him, and he angrily devoured three bags of chips.

Nan Jiaojiao’s flight was rescheduled to 8 PM, and it was clearly impossible to make it to the airport after leaving the Bo Residence.

With no other option, she had to call the director, explain the situation, and promise to return first thing in the morning.

Bo Yanching was waiting beside her, and as soon as she hung up the phone, he pulled her into his arms, “Take another two days off.”

“I can’t.

If I don’t go back, the crew will be a mess.”

Bo Yanching frowned, “You weren’t there before, and it wasn’t a mess?”

“I wasn’t there, but my senior was watching over it.

The costumes were designed by me, so there wasn’t any mistake.

But recently he’s been tied up with things and can’t help me oversee, so I have to go myself.”

Bo Yanching was clearly displeased, “Then I’ll go with you?”

“No.”

“This won’t do, that won’t do.

Trying to torture me?”

Nan Jiaojiao stared at him for a while, then sulkily said, “Ah, tortured you, bite me?”

Bo Yanching really did bite her.

Biting her until her head was dizzy, not knowing when she was taken to the bed.

Bo Yanching pressed a finger to her lips, and asked hoarsely, “How long will you be away this time?”

“Less than a month.”

“So long?”

“Not long, this scene is tricky to set up, so all the shots have to be filmed together, and a month is already an expedited estimate.”

Bo Yanching furrowed his brow, wishing he could put her in his pocket so she couldn’t go anywhere.

“I’ll find time to visit you,” Bo Yanching cut her off firmly, “No refusal, that’s my bottom line.”

The words Nan Jiaojiao was about to say were swallowed back down.

He didn’t give her a chance to speak, his lips pressed against hers, kissing her so intensely it was hard for even air to enter.

Deep into the night.

Yaen Chi drove Yin Tao home.

Afterwards, he wandered aimlessly on the streets in his car.

The navigation had long been turned off and with no destination, this was late for ordinary people, but for him, the nightlife was just beginning.

He was quite weary.

The phone rang continuously, but he didn’t answer any calls until it stopped.

Then he picked it up and sent a voice message to Loo Jinyang, asking him to fend off those inviting him to drink.

Once the message was sent, the phone quieted down.

Yaen Chi suddenly wanted to find someone genuine to have a couple of drinks with, but he didn’t dare call Bo Yanching for fear of retribution later, so he sent a message to Mo Tingshen, who replied immediately.

Just one word: Go away.

Yaen Chi pressed his tongue against his inner cheek: Is that how you talk to your daddy?

Mo Tingshen: Buzz off.

Yaen Chi chuckled softly twice, then casually opened his friend circle, just in time to see Xu Shu had posted a photo two minutes ago.

He took a picture of a hand wearing a blue glove, just out of the operating room, with two words as a caption: On duty.

Behind it, he properly placed a period.

Yaen Chi left a message for him: I’ll come pick you up when your shift ends.

He tossed the phone onto the passenger seat and drove to Hospital Number One.

Without calling Xu Shu, Yaen Chi stood outside the car, lit a cigarette, and waited patiently.

Instead of Xu Shu, he first spotted Ye Wanting.

She came out with two colleagues, her hair pulled into a high ponytail, wearing wide-legged pants in a dark hue, a light-fitted knit top, and a light cashmere coat draped over her shoulders, chatting and laughing with those beside her.