Mr.CEO Is So Obsessed with His Hot Wife

Chapter 93: Goodnight Goodnight

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Nan Jiaojiao hadn’t steadied herself when she stumbled; Bo Yanching embraced her in his arms and also ended the lingering kiss.

“You should go now.”

She urged him repeatedly; if he stayed any longer, she feared she wouldn’t be able to control herself.

Bo Yanching’s gaze deepened, especially when he saw the red marks on her neck.

He swallowed hard and pinched her chin to make her look up, “Little girl, you should know that I am a man.”

Nan Jiaojiao was taken aback, “What?”

Bo Yanching tapped the corner of her mouth, “I’ll let you off this time, but there won’t be a next time.”

Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows slightly, pursed her lips, and felt increasingly uneasy.

She stepped out of his embrace and hurriedly walked a few steps to pull the door open.

The cold wind from the corridor poured in, along with the light, and under her skirt, a pair of legs nervously pressed together, not daring to look at him.

“Good night.”

Bo Yanching stepped out, lingering at the door without immediately leaving.

He loosened the grip she had on the door panel and bent down, “Good night.”

Bang!

The door closed in front of him, a face full of cold air hitting him.

Bo Yanching touched his lips, the smile in his eyes gradually fading away.

He stood at the door for a while before leaving.

He threw his suit jacket on the passenger seat and leaned back in the chair, his eyes as deep as the sea, and his tense body slowly relaxed.

He had offered himself on a plate, even took off his clothes, only to be dressed down and kicked out in the end.

This incident was a great humiliation in Bo Yanching’s life.

“Check the surveillance from the evening of the 18th, when Nan Jiaojiao was in Han Qi’s private room.”

After giving the order, Han Chuan quickly returned the call, “Third Master, the surveillance has been destroyed.

I tried to restore it but was unsuccessful.”

Bo Yanching’s cold eyes furrowed slightly, remembering Nan Jiaojiao holding Han Qi’s phone earlier in the evening, probably erasing everything.

“Then hack into Han Qi’s phone.”

Han Chuan had no doubt whatsoever, “Okay.”

On the other side, Nan Jiaojiao stood in the vestibule for a long time, so long that the sound of footsteps outside seemed like it had been a long time ago.

Feeling cold, she turned and went back to the living room, made herself a cup of milk tea, turned on the TV, and Peppa Pig automatically played.

She wrapped herself in a blanket and sat on the carpet leaning against the sofa.

After finishing her milk tea, she subconsciously glanced at the door, almost expecting that Bo Yanching might suddenly come back.

Unfortunately, he didn’t return before she fell asleep.

The next day.

Nan Jiaojiao was woken by the ringing of her phone.

She groped for it with her eyes closed, not looking before answering directly, her voice thick and husky, a sign of just waking up, “Hello?”

“Jiaojiao, it’s me,” Ye Wanting’s voice came through, “Did I disturb you?”

Nan Jiaojiao opened her eyes, sat up, and rubbed her brow, “Go ahead.”

“Can you contact Mr.

Yaen?”

“Which Mr.

Yaen?” Nan Jiaojiao blurted out without thinking.

Ye Wanting paused, then spoke again, her voice sounding less confident, “Yaen Chi, Mr.

Yaen.

I told you he helped me at the hospital and even asked Dr.

Xiao to perform surgery on my mother.

I want to pay him back, but when I messaged him, he said I didn’t need to, and I can’t find him either.”

Nan Jiaojiao was fully awake now, “How much do you owe him?”

“I asked the hospital, and he paid an upfront fee of one hundred and fifty thousand for the surgery, but I know it’s more than that.

Dr.

Xiao’s consultation fees…

I’ve heard they’re very expensive.”

Ye Wanting spoke awkwardly, “If possible, I would like Mr.

Yaen to allow me to pay in installments, as I don’t have that much money at the moment.”

“I understand.

I’ll find someone for you.

For now, don’t worry about it and take good care of your aunt,” Nan Jiaojiao said.

“Thank you so much!” Ye Wanting was filled with gratitude.

Nan Jiaojiao pondered.

She wasn’t familiar with Yaen Chi, and it might be awkward to approach him directly, so should she contact Bo Yanching?

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