Pei Dongshi felt like he was choking on old blood, really wanting to dig into her mind to see what rubbish fills it.
The car drove to the building of Bo's. Bo Yanching was already waiting—not accompanied by anyone, nor a car—standing in a prominent spot, looking down at his phone.
Nan Jiaojiao ran out of the car, deliberately softening her footsteps, but he suddenly raised his head and caught sight of her from several meters away.
Bo Yanching opened his arms and pulled her into his embrace, pinching her cheek, "Why aren't you happy?"
"I wanted to surprise you, how did you know I was coming?"
"I didn't know, just a mind connection I guess."
Bo Yanching hugged Nan Jiaojiao, switched his phone to the other hand, and slipped it into his trousers pocket. He patted Nan Jiaojiao's shoulder and walked with her towards the car, pulling open the back seat and squeezing in.
"Thanks, Brother Pei, for going out of your way to pick me up."
