The little ancestor has a soft waist and a wild heart, Master Bo has fallen!

Nan Jiaojiao shouldn't laugh, but when her uncle was replaying this scene with her, he was very serious and said scumbag remarks with his upright face, and she couldn't help but want to laugh.

Bo Yanqing's lips curled up slightly, "It seems that grandpa has not been able to let go after decades. He remembers everything Mr. Jiang said clearly."

"My grandfather holds a grudge, but he has no moves against my master."

Bo Yanqing took the chopsticks away from her hand, took out a tissue and wiped the corners of her mouth, "You really didn't look for her anymore?"

"I haven't even looked for it. My master only wants to make money. He has never raised a male dog, let alone a puppy. Grandpa must have had a shadow. When he was young, the elders in the clan urged him, but he just refused. Anyway, the Nan family already has an heir, so why bother?"

Bo Yanqing looked at her with more and more interest.

No wonder, there is a reason why she is so rebellious.

Thanks to Mr. Jiang's interest in money rather than men, otherwise Nan Jiaojiao would not have been easily coaxed by him.

"However, there are still contacts during the New Year and holidays, and they give each other New Year's gifts. If my uncle can come back, they can get together once, but when they meet, they don't have a good attitude towards each other, and they can't say a few words and they are unhappy. But we broke up, and later we simply saw each other separately. I feel sorry for my little uncle, who finally managed to squeeze in a vacation and had to run in both directions."

Bo Yanqing asked calmly: "Then where is your uncle now?"

"do not know."

Nan Jiaojiao glanced at the horizon and said, "Probably the southwest."

Bo Yan paused.

Southwest?

Nan Jiaojiao was about to put away the bowl, but Bo Yanqing stopped her, "Just leave it, I'll do it."

"I can wash it!"

"You wash it next time."

"You're like this every time...Bo Yanqing!" Nan Jiaojiao ran after her, but Bo Yanqing's legs were long, so she couldn't keep up even as she jogged. She tried to be more virtuous, but he didn't give her a chance.

After walking around him for a long time, he didn't even touch the water, let alone the bowl.

Bo Yanqing found a small bottle of yogurt from the refrigerator and coaxed her away. When he went back to the room, he walked gently. Nan Jiaojiao was afraid that he would be cold, so she gave him a thick quilt. She got up in the middle of the night to see if he was covered with it. Bo Yanqing was pulled into the quilt, and the two of them huddled on the soft couch all night.

on Monday.

Nan Jiaojiao felt that the atmosphere was not right as soon as she arrived at the company.

Especially in Lin Yi's group, there are always people looking this way.

In the morning, she went to the tea room to pour water and heard someone gossiping outside. The voice was low, but it was enough to reach the door: "You know, the celebration banquet for the death of the empress was nothing to do with Su Miaotong. It was the company that gave her face and let her do it." She went there as a representative, and someone saw her getting into a BMW that night."

"No wonder, I just said that her relationship with Mr. Hao is not simple. Does Mrs. Hao know that she has made so many jewelry from her? Every time she borrows jewelry to get close to Mr. Hao."

"It's not just once or twice. Have you forgotten how Su Miaotong came to power?"

While the two were talking, they saw Nan Jiaojiao come in. They looked at each other and made a tacit agreement to stop gossiping.

But a pair of eyes, like searchlights, always hovering over Nan Jiaojiao.

Seeing that she was about to leave after getting the hot water without asking a word, she couldn't help but stop her: "Nan Jiaojiao, if you follow Master Su, did she also teach you some shortcuts?"

Nan Jiaojiao turned around and threw a glass of water, and most of it spilled onto them.

"What are you doing!"

Nan Jiaojiao twitched the corners of her mouth, but there was no smile in her eyes, "Sorry, my hands are slippery. I'll help you wash your mouth by the way. Forget about spreading rumors behind your back. I don't know how to hide it, so why don't you yell on the street?" (This chapter over)