"Don't worry about it, I'll handle it."
Nan Jiaojiao wanted to say something, but she recalled the last few times when she got caught and Bo Yanching came to bail her out. He would educate her, yet never seemed to blame her.
She increasingly felt that this man was so blinded by infatuation that he had the makings of a foolish ruler.
Compared to him, she was indeed less capable. Since he could resolve it, why should she get involved?
Before leaving, she looked up from Bo Yanching's embrace and glanced behind the sofa.
"Tingting!"
Nan Jiaojiao's heart suddenly skipped a beat.
She hurried towards the direction of the voice but only saw a girl running away, chasing after someone shouting, "Don't run, wait for me."
This is bad!
"Tingting is here?"
"Where?"
Bo Yanching looked up to see, but quickly returned his gaze.
Nan Jiaojiao anxiously asked, "I heard someone call her, did she come to your booth?"
