Bo Yanching looked at her helplessly, fully aware of the little schemes in her heart.
"Wait for me in the study."
There was no sound outside the door, and he thought Bo Qingshan had walked away. However, after a moment, a timid voice tested the waters, "Uncle Three, are you there? Is my Sister Jiaojiao inside with you?"
Bo Yanching's voice was deep, "Bo Qingshan."
"To the study! I'll be right there!"
Being addressed by both name and surname by an elder truly had an extraordinary effect, but before leaving, Bo Qingshan couldn't resist adding cheekily, "Hurry up, okay?"
Bo Yanching couldn't be bothered to respond.
Nan Jiaojiao peeked towards the door, the shadow underneath it had disappeared, and she covered her mouth to giggle.
"Are you relieved that you've dodged it again?" His deep voice fell from above her head.
Nan Jiaojiao instantly tensed up, "No, that's not it."
