How could you be at the mercy of the Bo Family for so many years.
"Forget it," Bo Yanching said softly, "just consider it as atonement."
Nan Jiaojiao didn't hear clearly, she even leaned closer, but could only catch one or two words at the end, forming an incomplete sentence. When she wanted to ask, Bo Yanching placed a hand on her head.
He said gently, "It's still early. You can sleep a bit longer. I'll have the restaurant deliver lunch, and I'll come back to pick you up in the afternoon."
After speaking, he slowly moved to get off the bed.
As he turned around, Nan Jiaojiao suddenly grabbed the hem of his clothes.
Not knowing what had gotten into her, she boldly asked, "Can you spare some time for me this morning?"
Bo Yanching paused for a moment, then turned to face her, "What's the matter?"
"I want to go somewhere, will you go with me?"
