Chapter 642: Skipping class
Bo Qingshan was stunned for a moment, "I had an argument with my deskmate during the mock test in the morning. It was obvious that he wanted to copy my answers, so I showed him a few questions out of friendship with my deskmate. He actually pulled my paper over and was caught on the spot by the teacher. I hadn’t written my name yet. He wrote his name on my paper and handed it to the teacher, saying that I copied his. "< br>
Nan Jiaojiao wanted to laugh a little, but out of humanitarianism, she endured it.
"Then why did the teacher decide that you copied him?"
"Because I had a few more questions on the test paper and even the big questions were solved. Think about it, It must be that the one who has done less is copying the one who has done more!”
Nan Jiaojiao raised the corners of her mouth.
Bo Qingshan became more and more angry as he spoke, and his face turned red. "I'm so angry. Who is he? From tomorrow on, if I talk to him again, I will be a pig."
Nan Jiaojiao generously gave him the Black Forest cake and advised him: "If you are wronged, find a way to clear your grievances. No matter what, you can't skip class."
Bo Qingshan puffed up his lips.
He definitely wanted to refute subconsciously, but suddenly realized that there were no words left on his lips, and choked back again.
Bo Yanqing's call happened to be called at this time. Nan Jiaojiao didn't answer it immediately. She showed the interface to Bo Qingshan, who was so frightened that Bo Qingshan spit out a mouthful of cake. He hurriedly answered the call but failed to receive it. All his clothes fell off and he was covered in strawberry jam. Just scratch it under the collar.
Nan Jiao sighed and picked up the ringing when it was about to stop.
Without saying a word, Bo Yanqing heard Bo Yanqing ask: "Qingshan is looking for you?"
Nan Jiaojiao just opened her mouth and closed it immediately.
Bo Qingshan kept gesturing to him to beg for mercy.
There was no other way, so she silently turned on the hands-free speaker and placed it in the middle.
“Good boy?” Bo Yanqing thought she didn’t hear him.
Nan Jiaojiao winked at Bo Qingshan, meaning stop hiding, there is no use anymore, and then he called out "Uncle Third", "I'm here with Sister Jiaojiao."
"Good boy, have you learned how to play truant?" "I didn't mean it, I have a grievance!"
Bo Yanqing sneered: "Say it again."
Bo Qingshan shrank his neck and did not dare to say a word.
Fortunately, Bo Yanqing didn't expect him to say anything, so he told Nan Jiaojiao: "Grandma doesn't know yet, please play with him for a while. I'll pick you up after get off work. Yan Chi has opened a new home. I'll take you to the hot spring hotel."
Nan Jiaojiao asked: "Will you spend the night there?"
Bo Yanqing: "I'll have a rest tomorrow."
"Then let me tell grandma so that she won't worry."
Bo Yanqing warned: "Let's talk about it later."
If you call me at this time, Old Mrs. Bo will know that someone has skipped class. What?
Sure enough, Bo Yanqing was cruel, but he was really kind to Bo Qingshan.
Bo Qingshan is very self-conscious. He does not think that Bo Yanqing is opening up to him because of family ties, but because of Nan Jiaojiao's face.
His third uncle especially liked to pretend to be gentle in front of Sister Jiaojiao.
After finishing the cake, Nan Jiaojiao took Bo Qingshan to school to play for a while. After waiting for an hour, Bo Yanqing called again, saying that there was an urgent project and he would come over later. Hanchuan was sent to pick them up first.
The hot spring hotel is in Fenglin Mountain in the western suburbs. The car drove halfway up the mountain, and a man who looked like a manager came to open the car door himself.
No one dares to neglect Yan Chi’s guests, and Hanchuan takes care of everything. Bo Yanqing has a separate villa here. When he just checked in, the waiter brought the roasted whole lamb up, along with a charcoal grill.
(End of this chapter)