Chapter 82 Is Nan Jiaojiao really Master Bo’s niece?
“Good boy.”
Bo Yanqing stood in front of the car, with the passenger door open, “Come here.”
< br>He calls the dog!
Nan Jiaojiao didn’t even look at him. She stepped on the steps and lowered her eyebrows lightly, “Open the door.”
"Okay!"
Han Qi opened the passenger door and raised his hand to protect the top of her head. After he sat in, he closed the door lightly, for fear of annoying his little ancestor if the sound was too loud.
He couldn't help but want to sneer. He raised his hand that was resting on the roof of the car and waved at Bo Yanqing, "Let's go. Third uncle, please go slow on your way back. There has been a lot of traffic recently. You must not encounter road rage."
Bo Yanqing's face was expressionless, and his aura was calm and heavy. The gaze he stared at made Han Qi tremble for no reason.
Han Qi shrugged, got in the car, started the car and left.
"Master Bo..." Ji Mingyue was left out all night, her feet were sprained, and her eyelashes were wet with tears, "Can you take me to the hospital?"
Bo Yanqing slammed the car door with such force that it shook her. The car bumped, and he said in a cold voice: "You sit in the car at the back."
Then he walked around the front of the car, got in and left.
Hanchuan drove the car over, got out and opened the door of the back seat, "Miss Ji, please get in the car, I will take you back."
Ji Mingyue bit her lip hard, thinking in her heart Holding his breath, he was silent for a long time after getting in the car, and suddenly asked tentatively: "Is that Nan Jiaojiao really Mr. Bo's niece?"
Hanchuan looked steadily, "Miss Ji, if you want to stay with the third master, you must know how to control your thoughts and shut up your mouth."
"...!"
Ji Mingyue sat down in panic. He straightened up and stuttered: "I know, I know, don't tell Mr. Bo what I asked you just now."
Hanchuan curved the corners of his mouth, his smile not reaching his eyes.
The car drove to the entrance of Fingsheng.
The famous security system ranks among the top three in Rongcheng. Han Qi wanted to use some privileges to get in, but Nan Jiaojiao didn't give him a chance and had to get out of the car as soon as it stopped.
"Don't bother me, at least say good night." Han Qi pulled up the lock and stared at Nan Jiao's extremely beautiful side face, "I told you last time, how did you think about it? How about it?”
“What?”
Nan Jiaojiao is not ashamed of her shallow memory.
She never remembers unimportant things.
Han Qi was not surprised, "Let you leave Bo Yanqing, I can give you what he can give you."
Nan Jiao gave him an annoying look, "Uncle San screamed He said it casually, sowing discord behind his back."
Han Qi smiled, "It's not true."
He came over, the lights in the car were dim, and the street lights shone thinly through the car window. On the first floor, as soon as he got closer, his face was buried in the shadows, but the big white teeth of his grin were still dazzling.
"What the hell is your fiancé called Shen? I gave him a little stumbling block. Do you know what he has been busy with recently?"
Nan Jiaojiao looked sideways at him, her eyes cold and indifferent. , no unnecessary emotions can be seen.
Han Qi tasted it a bit, which proved that she at least cared about Shen Shichu, even if the weight was not heavy.
"In order to get the Ye family to give him 200 million yuan, he agreed to regret his marriage to you and marry Ye Shiqing."
Nan Jiaojiao raised an eyebrow, then lowered it. Those eyes were still calm and calm.
She had tried her best to make an expression similar to surprise, but her face was so beautiful that she couldn't hold on to that low-key expression.
Han Qi moved closer to her again, and there was only a fist distance between them. He chuckled and said, "What's the matter? Looking at you like this, have you not danced in front of you yet?"
Nan Jiaojiao nodded.
Not yet.
Shen Shichu wants to lose face after all.
(End of this chapter)