Bo Yanching found it amusing, "You think earning a few thousand bucks makes you bold enough to invite me to dinner?"
Nan Jiaojiao defiantly glared at him.
When he looked over, her eyes lost their courage again, "It's different, I'm saying this time I'm inviting you with the commission, not using my savings."
"You've got principles."
Bo Yanching joked, standing up, "Wait here."
Nan Jiaojiao replied, "Alright."
He went to settle the bill and then returned to her, "Mo Tingshen and the others are at Minglun's, want to join?"
Nan Jiaojiao checked the watch, it was only half past eight.
"Sure."
Bo Yanching put the hat on her, straightened the edges, adjusted the collar of her coat down, squeezed her hand, and then naturally held her waist to guide her into the car.
Nan Jiaojiao only heard about Ye Wanting's incident after returning, during a call while having dinner.
She didn't ask in detail, even though she wasn't entirely aware, there was no need to reopen someone's wounds.
