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

It’s been so long.

Nan Jue did not refute a single word and just listened to the two elders bickering. He was passively scolded from time to time, but he accepted it all and coaxed them patiently.

Occasionally, he felt a faint touch of air falling on his body.

Nan Jue slightly turned her head and their eyes met. Yan Chi did not avoid looking. He was at another table with relatives and friends, and generously raised the glass of wine in his hand to Nan Jue.

Nan Jue picked up the cup in front of him, gestured from a distance, and took two sips.

After waiting for a long time, the new talent came out to toast.

The guests had almost finished eating, and it was actually just a formality. No one dared to bother Bo Yanqing, and no one dared to question whether there was wine or water in his glass. He protected Nan Jiaojiao and didn't let her touch a drop of wine. When it came to the tables of relatives and friends, he didn't need to protect them. But if Nan Jiaojiao accidentally smelled the wine, Bo Yanqing would be held responsible.

Some of the guests who were invited to the banquet at noon left in the evening, and those who stayed were all acquaintances. The older generation left after dinner. Old Nan, Old Madam Bo, and Jiang Yu, the three elderly people were automatically claimed by Mo Tingshen and others and sent home safely.

Jiang Yu refused to let Old Nan live in Wuyuan. He didn't actually mention it, but he couldn't stand it when Jiang Yu looked at him. Why was he despised all his life? Even when he was old, he was still timid when they met. But he really didn't dare to provoke Jiang Yu. He was angry for a while, but didn't dare to utter a word. He got into the car to the Bo family's old house with a feeling of frustration.

The Nan family also has property in Rongcheng, but they have never lived there. Old Nan is shy about strangers, so if nothing unexpected happens, he will go back to Qingcheng tomorrow after drinking the tea prepared by Nan Jiaojiao and Bo Yanqingjing.

Old Mrs. Bo was afraid that he would feel restrained, so she cleaned up a yard in advance so that Old Nan could be closer.

After exchanging pleasantries, Elder Nan lowered his voice and asked, “Where’s Nan Jue?”

"The young master didn't come back with us. He stayed until after the dinner and then disappeared."

Elder Nan held his cane tightly, pursed his lips, and walked slowly, "Is there any movement from the Li family?"

He was asking Chief of Staff Li. As long as there was movement over there, as long as Yan Chi was moving, Nan Jue might come back.

The subordinate hesitated and shook his head, "The young master didn't reveal a word, so I didn't dare to ask."

Old Nan lowered his brows and walked one step at a time on the square stones on the ground. Suddenly, his crutch fell down and got stuck in the gap. He pulled it but it didn't move. Instead, his hand tensed up and shook more violently. His subordinates hurriedly supported his arm, but Old Nan, who had taken a breath, waved his hand to refuse.

"Forget it. He has his reasons. My life is hanging on. I'll wait if I can. If I can't... when I die, he'll have to come and hold the tablet for me."

……

At night, Nan Jiaojiao was much more casual. She wore a looser skirt, especially around the waist. She didn't need to go out for social events, she could just sit down and eat and drink.

Lu Zhenzhen and Chu Yao protected her on both sides, scrambling to pick up food for her. After just a few moments of talking, they were already eager to serve her with red eyes.

Nan Jiaojiao didn't swallow a mouthful of braised pork. She was very panicked and shrank back, "What are you doing? I always feel like you guys want to beat me up."

"Why would I beat you?" Lu Zhenzhen wiped away tears, "Whose mother doesn't cry when her daughter marries off?"

Chu Yao held Nan Jiaojiao's arm and dragged her back from the backrest like a dead dog. "Look at you, kid. You're so confused and you're talking nonsense."

Nan Jiaojiao: "..."

I always feel like something is wrong.

It seemed like she was being taken advantage of but she couldn't explain it. She had been enslaved for so many years that she had no backbone at all. She just rolled her eyes around but didn't dare to say a word. (End of this chapter)