Chapter 388 Have you misunderstood something?
Old Mrs. Bo gave her an appreciative look, picked up the white bag and went ahead.
"Wu Ma, bring me some snacks."
She has to give her instructions now, otherwise she won't be able to spare time for a while.
Of course, the old lady didn’t think Nan Jiaojiao could be very good at chess at such a young age, but it was already good to have the heart to accompany her.
But only halfway through the game, the old lady put away her slow temper. When Nan Jiaojiao made another move, she looked up at her in surprise, "Girl, how many years have you been playing chess?"
"I learned it from my grandpa when I was a child. I stopped for a few years and then picked it up again in the past few years."
The old lady said: "Yes, I can see that I have gained my skills since childhood. I remember you." He was adopted by your grandfather. How old is he and where does he live?"
Nan Jiaojiao replied truthfully: "She is almost 70 and in Qingcheng."
"You are on a business trip with Yan Qing. We're going to Qingcheng too, would you like to take him to see Grandpa You?" The old lady had something to say.
Zhou Zining on the side felt heartbroken when he heard this.
What does it mean?
Meet the parents?
She stared at Nan Jiaojiao warily, but she saw that Nan Jiaojiao was indifferent. She was really just talking as usual, and there was no fluctuation in her tone.
"I had this plan, but I didn't meet up. My grandfather went to visit an old friend's house, and his return date is uncertain."
"Do you have any plans? Okay, okay, I didn't meet you this time. Next time, I'll ask Yan Qing to accompany you back during the Chinese New Year."
The old lady smiled brightly and knew how to grasp the key points.
Nan Jiaojiao was about to speak when Zhou Zining, who was on the side, put a cup of tea in the old lady's hand, "Grandma, you have some tea."
The old lady responded softly, with a smile in her eyes. The intention is still there. "Miss Nan is seven or eight years younger than Yan Qing, right? At such a young age, she has quite high standards. She is Qingshan's doctor, isn't she? Yan Qing personally picks her up every time she comes. Did you misunderstand something during these two visits? ”
The old lady raised her lips and looked down with a stern face, "What are you talking about! Don't hide your words from me. If the mistress doesn't want to, I won't be willing to pick her up. Besides, Jiaojiao is the benefactor of my Bo family. As the master, why should he take more care of me?”
“I didn’t say anything else. I’m afraid that just like you said, Yan Qing only took care of Miss Nan because he was a benefactor. With a little care, you are always talking, so you are not afraid of scaring Miss Nan."
"Really?" The old lady paused, and her heart sank.
She was a little anxious. Who knows that Bo Yanqing is old and has no emotional movements? Isn't it because he always sticks to Nan Jiaojiao? Could it be that the boy deliberately gave the illusion and took advantage of Nan Jiaojiao? Where is Jiaojiao paralyzing her?
Zhou Zining was right when he said that Nan Jiaojiao is still young, how can she play with an old fox like Bo Yanqing.
"Jiaojiao, you and the mistress—"
Just as he was about to ask, footsteps were heard upstairs, and Bo Yanqing and Bo Qingshan came downstairs one after another.
He walked directly behind Nan Jiaojiao and sat down, glanced at the chessboard, and said with a smile, "Grandma, Jiaojiao left you two ways to live, why did you choose to go to the road of death?"
"Ah, really!"
The old lady looked at it and saw that it was true. Her face darkened, but she had no regrets about the move. She could only glare at Zhou Zining angrily, "It's all your fault, Guanqi. You are a true gentleman, but you keep interrupting me by talking to me, and the chess pieces are all wrong!”
Zhou Zining was stunned, glanced at Bo Yanqing, and said nothing.
As if someone had wronged her.
Nan Jiaojiao smiled and said: "It's not blocked, you can take a look again."
(End of this chapter)