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

Chapter 471

"Did you hear me talking to you? I asked you to go to the Zhang family to apologize early in the morning. You are now..."

"Get out." Nan Jiaojiao pursed her thin lips lightly, her voice was sharp and her aura was in full swing.

Lin Shuyun was stunned for a moment, almost unable to react.

She opened her mouth to curse back, but before she could speak, the phone was cut off, and when she called again, it was blocked.

"This bastard!"

Lin Shuyun picked up her bag and went to Zhang's house in person.

She should have strongly opposed bringing Nan Jiaojiao back in the first place.

It would be fine if the support family educated her well, but Nan Jiaojiao grew up in the mountains, not to mention her skills, her grades are in a mess, and she and Ye Congwen were able to get into Rongda because of her and Ye Congwen's face, wearing no-brand clothes all over her body. He is a street stall, with the air of a bumpkin, and has nothing to redeem except for that face.

Now that she has caused trouble, she is required to end it.

But when Lin Shuyun rushed to Zhang's house, she was stunned by the scene before her.

Zhang's villa was bulldozed.

It became a pile of ruins.

Mr. Zhang was supported by his servants and was getting into the ambulance. He saw blood on his face and his forehead seemed to have been smashed. He couldn't find the wound on his body, and his clothes were stained red with blood.

Lin Shuyun asked Zhang Kun, but Zhang's family said they couldn't find anyone.

She faintly felt chills in her heart, and some unbelievable thoughts popped up, but she forcibly suppressed them, she didn't stay here anymore, and left in a hurry.

At noon, Nan Jiaojiao went to Bo's.

I brought a few desserts and had a meal at Bo Yanqing's.

It was almost time before Bo Yanqing sent her to school.

"What time is get out of class in the afternoon? I'll pick you up."

"Four o'clock."

Bo Yanqing squeezed her hand, "It's very cold, wear more."

Nan Jiaojiao lifted her chin out of the window, "I'll buy a cup of hot milk tea later, it won't be cold."

Bo Yanqing looked at her helplessly, and took out two hand warmers as if by magic, and stuffed them into her pockets, "Drink less milk tea, bad teeth."

Nan Jiaojiao raised her head and kissed him on the mouth.

"Is it bad?"

Bo Yanqing smiled, "It's pretty bad."

He wanted to catch Nan Jiaojiao back, but she was smart, got out of the car first, and waved to him from the outside.

Then without looking back, he walked straight into the back door of Rongda University.

Bo Yanqing drove the car away, and drove back after a while, hiding under the shade of a tree at the corner, and saw Nan Jiaojiao coming out of the back door, turning to the milk tea shop in a familiar way.

He raised his hand and pressed it on his forehead, laughing lowly.

Her sweetness is hard to change.

Bo Yanqing waited until Nan Jiaojiao left the milk tea shop and returned to school before leaving.

He went back to Bo's house.

At this time, Mrs. Bo just woke up from her afternoon nap and would have afternoon tea by the pond in the backyard.

Bo Yanqing went directly, and heard voices and laughter from a distance away.

"Little San is back?"

The old lady Bo's eyes were sharp, and she caught sight of Bo Yanqing.

Bo Shuxian also turned his head, said with a smile: "I was talking about third brother, you came here."

"What did you say about me?"

Bo Yanqing sat down and asked, "When did you come back?"

"At noon, when I came back, grandma was asleep and played with Sissy for a while."

Bo Shu poured a cup of tea and handed it to Bo Yanqing.

"How long will you be back this time?"

Hearing this, Zhou Zining, who was standing and waiting at the side, paused, his lowered eyes were lively, and he secretly glanced at Bo Yanqing, without even seeing Bo Shuxian from the corner of his eyes, he frowned, then raised his smiling face, and put a plate The pastry was placed in front of the old lady.

"Grandma, try this, your favorite cheesecake, I made it myself."

(End of this chapter)