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

"No need, Sissy doesn't eat snacks, as for this necklace—"

Zhou Zining twitched the corner of her lower lip, and was thinking of what to say to keep Nan Jiaojiao from coming down, when suddenly a cold male voice sounded.

"Bring it."

She froze for a moment, then raised her eyes, but Bo Yanqing didn't look at her, but stretched her hand upwards.

"Third Brother, what are you doing?"

Bo Yanqing emphasized: "Necklace."

"This is a copycat, why don't I throw it away."

As she said that, she really wanted to throw it into the trash can, she threw her hands out, and her complacent expression suddenly froze.

Bo Yanqing caught it, let go of it and looked at it in his heart, and he looked cherished.

"Cissy, Third Uncle will keep it for you, find a box to put it in later, give it to your father, and wear it when you grow up, okay?"

Ever since Zhou Zining appeared, Bao Qianqian has been pursing her mouth, feeling extremely wronged. She likes the gift from Nan Jiaojiao very much, but the one who snatched the gift was her mother, so she dare not make a fuss. Peel off the sugar and feed it to her, probably crying by now.

Now that Bo Yanqing said that the gift was still hers, she immediately smiled, the tears in her eyes were very cute.

"Okay, okay."

"Sissy, mom taught you not to take things from strangers..."

"Old lady, third master, young master, Miss Nan, it's time to eat."

Wu Ma came out of the kitchen, unaware of the delicate atmosphere in the living room, she was bending over to talk to the old lady about the lunch menu, and she deliberately told Nan Jiaojiao: "There are also sweet and sour fish and sour fish that Miss Nan likes to eat." As for the sweet and sour pork ribs, the old lady specially ordered the kitchen to make them. Ah, by the way, I also stewed the fish maw soup. The old lady said, you usually have a lot of studies, and you still find time to come here every week. I am afraid that you will be tired. Everything is for you."

Nan Jiaojiao smiled, "Thank you grandma."

"Thank you, it should be our Bo family thanking you, don't be polite to me, everything in this family can be yours."

Zhou Zining was shocked.

The old lady Bo clearly meant something, but she didn't look at Zhou Zining. Instead, she stood up from the wheelchair with the support of Wu Ma, took the crutches and put them under her armpits.

"Let's go, let's see what's for lunch, I'm a little hungry."

"Be careful, Miss Nan said, you can't practice too much every day, if you walk too much, you will get tired soon."

The old lady snorted arrogantly: "Isn't Jiaojiao watching me here?"

Wu Ma smiled helplessly: "Yes, yes, Miss Nan is always with you, every time she comes, you are so happy."

One master and one servant walked towards the dining room, talking and laughing.

The more Zhou Zining heard it, the more startled she became. Before she could think about it carefully, out of the corner of her eye, she caught sight of Bao Qingshan taking Qianqian away from Nan Jiaojiao's arms.

"Sissy, if someone gives you a gift, you have to say thank you, and in front of the person, you can only praise the gift. Even if you want to be picky, you have to wait for the person to leave and say it secretly, but this kind of behavior is not good. Oh, learn to respect people, you know?"

When passing by Zhou Zining's side, the volume was just right enough that every word could be heard clearly.

When Bo Yanqing took the initiative to hold Nan Jiaojiao, Zhou Zining finally felt something was wrong.

"Third brother, what's your relationship with Nan Jiaojiao?"

She stared at the hands they held together.

Especially dazzling.

Bo Yanqing didn't take a look at her, and dragged Nan Jiaojiao into the restaurant.

Zhou Zining stood there in a daze, as if everyone had isolated her.