10 minutes later, Bo Jinlan returned to the bar.
As expected, the tardy Uncle Cheng had arrived, and the young girl who had fled in disarray was also brought by him.
She was now sitting beside her uncle, head lowered, hands pressing her skirt down on her knees, looking utterly well-behaved.
Where was the earlier arrogance that claimed she would give him a hard time?
Bo Jinlan, without a change in her expression, found a seat and sat down.
Right across from her.
"Jinlan," her gossipy friend Xu Fenglai said with a face full of intrigue, "isn't it a coincidence, Miss Jiang turns out to be Uncle Cheng's niece! No wonder you knew her from before, just now you even said she liked..."
Bo Jinlan just looked at him calmly.
And made Xu Fenglai swallow his words.
Shit, he was just stating the facts, did she need to stare him down like that?
It was damn frightening...
Cheng Runzhi was asking, "When did you get back?"
Jiang Yaoyao's voice was faint as a mosquito's, "Last night."
"Why didn't you let me pick you up from the airport?" Acting the elder, Cheng Runzhi put on quite an air, "Did your second aunt feel at ease letting you come back alone?"
Jiang Yaoyao licked her lips, "I'm not a little kid anymore, what's there to worry about?"
All she had wanted was to catch a cheater. Who knew she would run into the crush she hadn't seen for three years, only to be caught red-handed by her strictest uncle...
Cheng Runzhi was only ten years her senior, but he had always been precocious, with thin lips, flat brows, deep-set eyes, and a naturally cold face.
Especially since he chose to be a forensic scientist, having dissected nearly a thousand corpses, he naturally carried a certain spooky morgue aura...
In short, children would cry within three seconds of seeing him, and even his wife couldn't stand it and divorced him.
When he had shown up just now, the so-called bestie group was instantly scared off...
Those plastic sisterhoods never fail to disappoint me!
"I just heard about what happened between you and Xie Jinran," Cheng Runzhi started preaching, "I told you from the start that you two weren't compatible. Xie Jinran was pampered from childhood, indecisive and soft. You, on the other hand, are wild and can't stand the slightest restraint. He can't control you, and you won't obey him. Moreover, his mother is domineering and autocratic. Even if you got married, you'd likely soon be causing a divorce..."
Jiang Yaoyao: "???"
Thanks a lot, uncle!
Yet on the surface, she remained demure and serene, taking the lecturing in stride.
In the end, it was Xu Fenglai who smoothed things over, "Alright, alright, the girl is already upset from the breakup, and here you are as an elder, relentlessly pouring salt on her wound. Uncle Cheng, you should accumulate some good karma!"
Cheng Runzhi, with a stern cold face, finally held his tongue.
Xu Fenglai, grinning, presented the fruit plate, "Little sister, have some fruit."
"Thank you," Jiang Yaoyao smiled back at him.
Up close, the young girl was even prettier, her peach blossom eyes shining brightly, exuding a delicate and captivating charm.
Xu Fenglai's eyes lit up, "How old are you this year, little sister?"
Jiang Yaoyao hadn't answered yet...
"Don't set your sights on her!" Cheng Runzhi interrupted with a threat.
Xu Fenglai clicked his tongue, "I'm not setting sights, I'm just saying hello..."
"I don't care about the others, Yaoyao is my niece," Cheng Runzhi made it clear: even if it's a friend, if anyone dared to touch his niece, he would turn his back mercilessly.
"Shit, don't be like that..."
No matter how the two bickered, Bo Jinlan, with a slight curve on her lips, idly caressed the wine glass with her slender fingers, her demeanor detached, as if she was an outsider to the whole situation.
It wasn't until Xu Fenglai turned his head to look at her, "You have some materials being held up, shouldn't you let Uncle Cheng ask around?"
Bo Jinlan spoke calmly and evenly, "Ask what?"
"You know what I mean," Xu Fenglai hinted frantically.
The Cheng and Bo families were former neighbors, and Elder Cheng had once been a leader of the Northern Military Region, with those connections... it would be foolish not to make use of them!
"I've asked about it," Cheng Runzhi took a sip of his drink, "Dad's retired, I'm afraid he might not be of much help."
"I see," Xu Fenglai frowned, "That's a shame..."
The three of them began to talk about other topics.
In the corner, Jiang Yaoyao hadn't listened to their conversation at all because ever since Bo Jinlan had taken his seat, she had felt incredibly guilty.
Finally, she mustered up the courage to steal a glance.
The man in front of her sat casually on the couch, one arm draped over the back of the sofa and the other holding a glass of wine, a slight smile playing on his lips. When he spoke, the sexy Adam's apple rolled slowly...
Without excessive expression or movement, he nonetheless exuded an air of nobility as if he were the cool breeze after the rain.
As if aware, Bo Jinlan suddenly looked towards her.
Jiang Yaoyao quickly lowered her gaze and started drinking from the wine glass she picked up at random.
...
"Cheng Runzhi is really the good one," Xu Fenglai, who had drunk a lot, had a handsome and fair face that was flushed with red, "why don't you learn from him?"
Bo Jinlan glanced at him, "Learn what?"
"Get married first, have the child, and then get a divorce! In any case, the elders just want to see their grandson!" Xu Fenglai put his hand on his shoulder, "It would save you from being nagged all the time."
Bo Jinlan took his hand off and responded in a leisurely and indifferent tone, "Not interested."
"What are you interested in besides work? You're twenty-nine this year, right?" Xu Fenglai moved closer again, "At an age ripe as a wolf, in your midnight reveries, do you really solve it all by hand..."
The conversation began to head in an R-rated direction.
"Cough, cough." Cheng Runzhi reminded, "There are children here, mind it."
Xu Fenglai laughed wickedly, "I'm afraid the child is already drunk."
Cheng Runzhi turned his head to look.
Sure enough, Jiang Yaoyao was leaning on the sofa, with her eyes closed, her little face flushed red as if she had truly gotten drunk.
"Yaoyao, Yaoyao..." Cheng Runzhi called out several times, but she did not respond.
Seeing this, Xu Fenglai suggested, "It's getting late, how about we call it a night?"
Cheng Runzhi nodded, just as he stood up, his phone suddenly rang.
He quickly answered the call and then said, "There's an emergency case, I have to rush to the scene. Jinlan, can you take Yaoyao home for me?"
Xu Fenglai exclaimed, "Damn, why not let me take her?"
"You?" Cheng Runzhi sneered coldly, "I don't trust you."
"How have I made you distrust me?" Xu Fenglai was not convinced, "She's your niece, in my eyes, she's just a child! Besides, my heart only has Awu..."
No matter how much he protested, Cheng Runzhi was resolute not to entrust his niece to a renowned playboy with a history.
But Bo Jinlan was different.
He had always been proper and well-conducted, didn't date or flirt, showed no interest in women, and had even been Yaoyao's neighbor and her tutor for half a year...
Very reliable!
After Cheng Runzhi left, Xu Fenglai was uneasy, "Jinlan, how do you plan to take her home? She's drunk and needs to be carried; have you ever carried a woman? If not, you could carry her on your back also. How about I give you a demonstration?"
The next second, Bo Jinlan walked over with his suit jacket.
He bent down, wrapped the jacket around her body, slid one arm behind her back, and with the other hand, he supported the bend of her legs, lifting the young girl into his arms.
Jiang Yaoyao naturally rested against his chest, her sleeping face delicate, radiant, and peaceful.
Xu Fenglai: "......"
This young man's princess carry is quite practiced...
**
Outside the bar, a black Bentley Mulsanne was parked by the roadside.
The driver held the rear car door open, his eyes couldn't help but glance at the woman in the man's arms.
After so many years working for Mr. Bo, this was the first time he had seen him hold a woman.
She really was beautiful!
Even with her eyes closed, one could tell the young lady's looks were of extreme beauty and brilliance.
It turns out Mr. Bo didn't shun women's company in his daily life; it was just that his standards were too high and too picky, and he didn't like those vulgar, powdered faces after all...
"Drive your car."
With just a few indifferent words from Bo Jinlan, the driver hurriedly turned around and jogged to the driver's seat.