Nan Jiaojiao read his message back and forth twice, her lips slowly curving into a smile.
"Miss, Elder Jiang and Miss Chu are drunk and making a scene in the backyard. None of us can control them. What should we do?"
Aunt Mou hurried over with a disheveled look. She must have tried to fix herself up on the way, but her clothes and hair were still a mess. On closer inspection, there were two faint scratch marks next to her laugh lines.
Nan Jiaojiao had an expression of having anticipated this, "Prepare bathwater and have three or four people follow me."
"Okay!"
Aunt Mou immediately gave the instructions, but, still worried, she quickly came back and followed behind Nan Jiaojiao.
Meanwhile, Bo Yanching stared at the chat box as it changed from "typing" to being empty, staring for quite a while.
That's it?
What was she about to say?
Leaving him hanging like this made him anxious.
