Who knew she would just happen to catch Bo Yanching doing that sort of thing.
Shen Shichu paused for a moment and decisively hustled everyone out. He was about to leave when a man's indifferent voice suddenly came from behind him.
"Come here."
Shen Shichu was momentarily taken aback, "Uncle, are you calling me?"
Bo Yanching: "Yes."
Nan Jiaojiao held her breath, gripping her shirt tightly, speaking in a low voice, "What are you going to do?"
Bo Yanching wrapped his arm around her waist, "What's to be afraid of?"
Footsteps approached this way. Nan Jiaojiao didn't raise her head, her breathing tensed up, "Let him go!"
Bo Yanching's lips curved into a cold smile but didn't follow her wish.
Shen Shichu dared not come too close, he had just stopped when Bo Yanching asked, "What would you like for a wedding gift?"
Shen Shichu was flattered, "For me?"
"You tell me."
