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Nan Jiaojiao raised her eyes and looked at Bo Yanqing expressionlessly.

His face was indifferent, his dark eyes were slightly narrowed, and there was a sense of silence in his eyes.

Nan Jiaojiao walked up to him, raised her eyebrows slightly, and said, "I beat you, what do you want to explain?"

"..."

There was silence in the lounge.

This girl is tough.

Bo Yanqing took out her hand from her pocket, pinched her five fingers and spread them out one by one, and pressed the fingertips on her palm. There was no sweating, but her hand was very cold.

"Which hand did the beating?" He lowered his eyes and asked casually.

Nan Jiaojiao stepped on her right foot and said, "I kicked it with my foot."

Everyone was shocked again, wondering if Mr. Bo's attitude had softened. As long as she could say a few nice words, the matter would be over. Why was she so naughty?

Who is asking and who needs to explain?

However, Nan Jiaojiao couldn't feel the atmosphere around her, so she asked without fear of death: "Will you compensate them for breaking my leg?"

"..." Bo Yanqing squeezed her hand, took a breath, and said quietly: "How could I bear to hurt you."

"So we won't pursue it anymore, right?" Nan Jiaojiao retracted her hand and still put it in her pocket, "Then I'm leaving."

As soon as they heard that she was leaving, Lu Zhenzhen and Han Qi protected her on the left and right, just like they were protecting the law.

Bo Yanqing leaned back, glanced at the cigarette on his fingertips, looked back at the little girl's straight back, "You won't call anyone when you see me?"

Nan Jiaojiao stood still, turned around, and then turned around.

Walking up to him, he called out respectfully: "Third Uncle."

She never followed Shen Shichu in calling her cousin. The first time she accidentally called her third uncle, he didn't object, so Nan Jiaojiao kept calling him. Every time she got angry or had some minor awkwardness, she would call him that.

Bo Yanqing's eyebrows clenched, then relaxed, and her thin lips curled slightly: "Very well-behaved."

"Can I leave?"

"Um."

He agreed, and Nan Jiaojiao turned around and left.

Ignoring everyone's jaw-dropping expressions.

No wonder she's being dragged so hard. She's her niece, how can she not be dragged?

Ji Mingyue and Modi's faces turned pale, and the manager was so frightened that he was shaking all over and couldn't help anyone. He had to lean against the wall to stand still.

The corridor was as quiet as death. Bo Yanqing stood up and ordered in a cold voice: "Take care of it."

Hanchuan nodded and walked towards Ji Mingyue and others. The three women trembled even more, thinking that they were about to be killed and silenced.

Han Qi, who had left and returned, handed Bo Yanqing a cigarette and said, "Uncle Third, do you mind if I shout to my baby?"

Bo Yanqing didn't answer, his eyes were cold.

Han Qi shrugged nonchalantly, and when he glanced at Ji Mingyue and others, his slightly smiling face suddenly turned cold: "Uncle Three, it's best to handle it well, otherwise it will fall into my hands. Whether people can stay in Rongcheng is not certain.

Yes, after all, they made my baby angry."

Bo Yanqing glanced at Han Qi's severed hand, curled his thin lips, clucked slightly, raised his feet and left.

Why are you laughing? Why don't you just cut off his hand? It doesn't matter who broke it off for him, he is willing!

Han Qi leaned against the wall, lit the cigarette that Bo Yanqing didn't take, took a few puffs and then chased after Nan Jiaojiao, who was already gone.

At the entrance of Minglun, the car door was open. Gao Zhe walked quickly in. He was wearing a black suit and a thin windbreaker. When he was about to go up the steps, he looked up and saw Nan Jiaojiao supporting the drunk Lu Zhenzhen.

come out.

His face hardened, and he stretched out his hands to take Lu Zhenzhen into his arms.

Immediately he smelled the strong smell of alcohol on her body, and her face felt hot and burning against his neck.

"Zhenzhen?"
Chapter completed!