"What's this?"
The screen was showing the overexposed photo of Nan Jiaojiao.
Bo Yuman stared at it for a moment, "Isn't there a single picture where she looks like a human?"
Bo Yanching couldn't help but laugh as he took his phone back and found a front-facing photo of Nan Jiaojiao to show her.
Bo Yuman looked at the photo, then at him, and back at the photo before gulping down her coffee.
"She's pretty good-looking. Have you checked her eyesight, though? If her vision is normal, how could she possibly be interested in you?"
"What's wrong with me?"
Bo Yanching truly didn't understand why the Old Lady and his second sister always had something negative to say about him. Although thirty-one, he was quite handsome, his character was decent, and he was in good health. Yet, in the eyes of these two women, he seemed like some middle-aged widower.
Bo Yuman sneered, throwing the phone back to him, "Grandfather is looking for you; go upstairs."
