Bab 4: Chapter 4 That is Bo Yanching

Nan Jiaojiao's eyes cooled as she looked towards Ye Shiqing, who had an innocent look, "What did you just feed him?"

"Grapes."

"Peel one for me."

Ye Shiqing's face stiffened, and she glanced at Shen Shichu involuntarily.

He didn't even lift his eyelids, "Peel one for Jiaojiao, I'm tied up."

He was indeed busy, both his hands pressed on Nan Jiaojiao's temples, whispering in her ear as she leaned in, bending her lips into a smile.

This scene made Ye Shiqing's heart ache.

After stirring up such trouble with Nan Jiaojiao last night, she could still act as though nothing happened!

Ye Shiqing reluctantly peeled a grape and fed it to Nan Jiaojiao.

When it was time to feed her again, Nan Jiaojiao turned her head away.

"Not eating?" Ye Shiqing lifted her hand, "I peeled it myself."

"A taste is enough," Nan Jiaojiao leaned back, and with drooping eyes looked at Ye Shiqing's suddenly cold expression, laughed lightly, "It's just a grape, not a fish pond. I'm afraid of biting off more than I can chew."

"Haha!"

Shen Shichu laughed against her, "Am I not just a fish in your hand, unable to flip out of your palm for a lifetime!"

Nan Jiaojiao smiled, feeling a chill in her heart.

Ye Shiqing was so angry she almost couldn't catch her breath, tossed the grapes forcefully, and got up to look for classmates to play with.

Soon, with alcohol hitting their heads, everyone gradually loosened up, clothes scattered all over the place.

Nan Jiaojiao was egged on to play cards for a while, but lacking interest, Wang Wen called Ye Shiqing over, sitting next to Shen Shichu.

Ye Shiqing intentionally lost the game, which meant she had to put some flour on a tissue and pass it with her mouth to the next person.

Shen Shichu lost his cards and turned towards her, "Come."

Ye Shiqing giggled, holding the tissue in her mouth and moving close to Shen Shichu.

It looked like they were about to kiss.

Suddenly, Nan Jiaojiao stood up.

At that moment, the door to the private room was pushed open.

The man's dignified and tall figure stood behind the door, a cigarette pinched in his hand, seemingly having walked into the wrong place. His long, narrow eyebrows slightly narrowed as he glanced at Nan Jiaojiao.

"Uncle?" Shen Shichu stood up, looking at the newcomer in surprise, "You're here too?"

Bo Yanching put the cigarette back into the case, his hand casually in his trouser pocket, "Are you playing?"

"Yes, just hanging out with friends. Which room are you in, Uncle? I'll come to toast you later."

Shen Shichu approached the doorway, his voice trembling, his face flushed with excitement. He knew that if Bo Yanching was there, other bigwigs would be too. The most elitist circle in Rongcheng City was where he had always wanted to fit in but hadn't found the way. Normally, he couldn't even see this distant uncle, so naturally, he had to perform well now.

"No need."

Bo Yanching's tone was so light that one couldn't discern any emotion, "Have a good time with your friends, no need to come over specially. I'll cover tonight's expenses."

Shen Shichu was taken aback, wanting to keep the man, but Bo Yanching had already left.

The atmosphere seemed to freeze for a long, long time, until someone finally slumped weakly onto the sofa, "That's Third Master Bo, isn't it? The unbeaten legend of the business world, his presence is really strong. I didn't even dare to make a sound just now."

"Me too. Brother Chu, you're related to Third Master Bo? You call him uncle?"

Shen Shichu's face turned gloomy, "Knowing is enough, don't go blabbing about it."

Everyone nodded meekly, thinking to themselves that big families are indeed low profile, as they had never heard of any relation between the Bo and Shen families before.

Shen Shichu was already the most eminent among their group, having founded a company before even graduating from university, always the center of attention wherever he went.

But in front of Bo Yanching, it seemed as though he was crushed in an instant.

"What are you all dazed for, carry on playing."

Shen Shichu seemed to have forgotten about Ye Shiqing's punishment; he reached out to encircle Nan Jiaojiao's waist, "Jiaojiao, come here and help me keep an eye on the cards."

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