She held a paper bag in her arms, so light it seemed to have no weight. She didn't open it to show him, just waved it at him, "It's a secret, you'll know later."
Bo Yanching wiped the milk foam from the corner of her mouth, "What did you eat?"
"I just drank a bottle of yogurt."
Bo Yanching's expression darkened immediately, insisting that Han Che drive the car to a breakfast shop.
Nan Jiaojiao didn't have much of an appetite, but it was time to eat, and Bo Yanching probably hadn't had breakfast either. She didn't refuse, obediently following him inside.
After eating and drinking their fill, they followed the navigation to their destination.
While looking for a parking spot, Han Che glanced out of the window. This glance nearly made his eyes pop out. If he hadn't been through a lot, he might have floored the accelerator.
It was the civil affairs bureau.
Nan Jiaojiao helped Bo Yanching out of the car.
Pulling him as she tried to walk inside.
