Chapter 641 I'm lost
Lu Zhenzhen took this matter to heart and checked the number that day. The result was an empty number. She asked Gao Zhe to check it too, and it was also an empty number.
I asked Chu Yao if he had made a mistake, but he said no.
She knew that some people had taboos in this area, but she just wanted to find Nan Jiaojiao as a guzheng teacher. She should contact her again in the future, so she didn’t take it to heart. Anyway, if there was any movement, Chu Yao would Talk to her.
I didn’t mention this matter to Nan Jiaojiao.
The next few days were calm, but an interesting thing happened.
Ye Shiqing became the spokesperson for Shen Shichu's new real estate.
My current status is different. I am in the name of the chief disciple of classical dance. As for which disciple is not clear, I guess it is not as well-known as Ye Shiqing. It is purely a leap of faith to become the chief disciple.
Lu Zhenzhen looked at it with amusement and asked about the process of the funeral parlor.
Bo Yanqing covered her head so tightly that not even the slightest sound came out, which was very bad.
She now goes to Chu Yao's office as soon as she gets off work. Lu Zhenzhen takes Chu Yao there for the reexamination. She got drunk several times, but it was Gao Zhe who came to carry her away.
In line with the humanitarian principle that friends and husbands should not be seduced, every time Gao Zhe came, Chu's waist would be covered with three layers inside and three outside, wrapping herself up like a chaste and virtuous woman, with no trace of her ankles exposed. .
Nan Jiaojiao asked about Chu Yao. She either pretended that the signal was not good or was busy. Later, she simply asked Lu Zhenzhen to use some means to interfere with her. Whenever Nan Jiaojiao called When I call, they are not in the service area.
Nan Jiaojiao didn't take it to heart. She was also busy. She handed in four design drawings in one week. Pei Dongshi encouraged her in spite of his busy schedule: "Come on, squeeze out all your own value, hurry up and draw ."
Nan Jiaojiao rolled her eyes silently.
On Friday, when she came out of Rongda, she asked Bo Yanqing and heard that he had two meetings to attend, so she didn't ask him to pick her up. She planned to buy milk tea at the back door and try some of the new desserts.
Unexpectedly, as soon as I stepped out, there was a particularly eye-catching figure squatting on the right side of the back door.
She was stunned for a moment, pretended not to recognize him, turned around and left.
“Sister Jiaojiao.”
Bo Qingshan caught up with her and grabbed her hand, “Why are you running? I’m calling you.” Nan Jiaojiao suddenly felt naoren There was a sudden pain, and she took a look at the time on her phone.
Ask: "Master Qingshan, it is three o'clock in the afternoon, you are not in school, what are you doing here?"
Bo Qingshan shook her arm, "Sister Jiaojiao, I'm lost."
Nan Jiaojiao silently glanced at the Bo family's car across the road.
“Who are you fooling?”
"I'm so lost. As a child, I couldn't find my way home, so I had to come to you."
Bo Qingshan smiled very silly, with a happy face, and he didn't feel that he was lost at all.
When he acted like a baby, Nan Jiaojiao's scalp went numb. She pulled her sleeves back little by little, "Thank you, I'm more reliable than you who have been home for more than ten years. You can do whatever you want. I'll do it first." Let’s go.”
Nan Jiaojiao gestured to leave, but Bo Qingshan didn’t catch up.
How could she really leave? She looked back and walked back, "I'll treat you to milk tea?"
"Yeah!"
Nan Jiaojiao took him to his usual milk tea shop and ordered two cups of hot pearl milk tea and several small cakes.
The two found a seat by the window. Nan Jiaojiao opened a box of macarons and pushed them to him.
"Tell me, why are you skipping class?"
Bo Qingshan laughed guiltily: "I didn't skip class, school is over."
Without saying anything, Nan Jiaojiao took out her phone and switched to Bo Yanqing's dialing interface.
(End of this chapter)