They agreed not to contact each other, but some ties are really hard to cut off.
On Saturday, just as Nan Jiaojiao came downstairs, Pei Dongshi was already waiting at the entrance of her residential area, and he drove her to the old Bo residence and then left.
She didn't want to go in, but thinking about Bo Qingshan's illness being truly tricky, which required long-term treatment, she realized the child was innocent.
"Miss Nan."
The butler came out to meet her and smiled kindly, "Third Master asked me to take you in."
Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyebrows and instinctively looked upstairs, but she had never been to Bo Yanqing's bedroom and didn't know which window it was.
"Is Mr. Bo at home?"
"Yes, the Third Master rarely comes here. He must be worried about the young master's illness."
That was probably the only reason.
As soon as they reached the living room, Bo Qingshan stood up abruptly, his eyes shining as he looked at the person who entered, "Beautiful sister!"
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