The ground was slippery, and Tang Nuanning was wobbling east and west on her little electric scooter, barely able to move forward.
Bo Yanchen stared at her clumsy appearance, pursed his lips disdainfully, and turned to go home.
He just happened to run into the old man across the street coming out to take out the trash.
The old man had lived here for many years and was well-acquainted with Bo Yanchen's mother, so he was familiar with Bo Yanchen as well.
He was a talkative one, and as soon as he saw Bo Yanchen, he asked,
"Xiaobo, you're back alone? Where's Xiaotang?"
"She had something to do and left first."
"Left? Haven't you two moved in together yet?"
Bo Yanchen's mouth twitched, "Grandpa Liu, you're mistaken, she and I aren't a couple."
"All right, all right, you're all grown up, too embarrassed to date, huh? Let me tell you, I'm really good at reading faces, Xiaotang has a good face, a blessed person.
