Chapter 981: Spoiled Women Have the Best Lives

Bo Yanching immediately caught the keyword, “You rescued?

How did you rescue?”

He took two steps towards her with every word he said, while Nan Jiaojiao retreated cowardly until the back of her legs hit the corner of the couch.

She plopped down, lifted her head, and her eyes froze, not daring to look at his face, just stupidly staring at the buttons on his shirt.

Bo Yanching pressed one hand down, trapping her under him, “Showing off again?”

Nan Jiaojiao scratched her neck guiltily, “It was an emergency, and today several martial arts masters in the crew weren’t around.

It was just convenient for me to help.

Besides, I’m kind-hearted, can I be criticized for helping?”

She really knew how to shut him up.

This time Bo Yanching refused to let her off easily, “Explain to me carefully, how did you rescue?”

“I just did this a bit, then did that a bit,” Nan Jiaojiao gestured a couple of times and added at the end, “and it was fine.”

After speaking, she didn’t notice any improvement in his expression, on the contrary, it became even worse, like he might pick her up and give her a beating any moment.

Nan Jiaojiao bravely tugged at his sleeve, changing the subject, “Didn’t you ask if anyone forced me?

Really, no one did.

I volunteered.

I find watching Chu Yao filming every day quite fun, and since this role doesn’t show my face, I agreed.”

Bo Yanching almost couldn’t hold it together, afraid that as soon as he spoke, he’d forgive her.

Nan Jiaojiao pushed her luck, “I just filmed for fun, just this once.”

Bo Yanching’s brows gradually relaxed.

He pulled her hand over, supporting her hand with its palm facing upward, and placed the water cup in her hand, “The temperature is just right, drink up.”

Nan Jiaojiao gazed at him eagerly, “About my acting…”

Bo Yanching shot her a look.

She immediately lifted the cup and drank big gulps.

His expression was dazed, fingers pressed against the corner of his mouth, trying to make himself look less fierce, considering whether Nan Jiaojiao truly loves acting, and if he should support her hobby.

“If you like acting, I could start a company to promote you.”

“No.” Nan Jiaojiao promptly refused.

Bo Yanching asked, “Why?”

She looked worried, “I’m too beautiful.

I’m afraid if I enter the industry, it will cause a sensation.”

Bo Yanching glanced at her, then turned his head away, raised a hand to his lips to try and hide the increasingly spreading smile.

Nan Jiaojiao’s face suddenly sank, she kicked him fiercely, but her small expression was miserable, “Am I not beautiful?”

“You are beautiful.”

Bo Yanching put both hands under her armpits, lifting her up.

He sat sideways on the table, raised a leg, and sat Nan Jiaojiao on it.

Suddenly lifted up, she paused for a bit, then looked down at him.

At this point, she finally remembered to ask, “Weren’t you supposed to leave in the morning?

How come you appeared at the set?”

Bo Yanching was all prepared for a kiss, the distance between them shortening, but suddenly hearing her question made him press his lips into a straight line, looking slightly awkward, “I invested in the film, so I came by to take a look.”

Nan Jiaojiao’s eyes blinked twice, she leaned back, and Bo Yanching thought she was going to run, so he hugged her back, not realizing her back was taut, somehow maintaining that strange posture, looking at him closely before quietly showing a proud and understanding smile.

“If you want to spend more time with me, just say it.

Why use business as an excuse, and bring so many people as a show?

If you miss me, just tell me, and when I tease you, I’ll do it quieter.”

Bo Yanching tilted his head back, ground his molars, and chuckled.