“Oh, Uncle, but I clearly remember that I was with my friend last night.
How did I end up meeting you again?” Ye Anran asked.
“Your friend had something come up and left you in my care before leaving,” Bo Jinyu replied calmly.
Ye Anran: …
Zuo Ai Ai, you bastard!
I’ll definitely kill you when I get back!!
How could she just leave her with a man and run away!
Thankfully, it was Uncle Bo.
If it had been some other man, she would certainly have been devoured by now!
However, precisely because it was Uncle Bo, she felt extremely embarrassed at this moment!
Ye Anran cursed Zuo Ai Ai from head to toe in her heart, looked up, and wore an awkward smile on her face.
“Thank you, Uncle Bo.”
“It’s nothing.
After all, we once played the role of boyfriend and girlfriend.
As the saying goes, ‘One day as a couple brings a hundred days of gratitude!” Bo Jinyu said lightly as he folded the newspaper on the table and placed it on the side shelf.
Ye Anran: …
Is ‘one day as a couple brings a hundred days of gratitude’ supposed to be used like this?
“Let’s have breakfast!
The villa doesn’t employ servants, so it’s just simple bread, eggs, and milk,” Bo Jinyu said casually, already seated in the chair, spreading the napkin elegantly, picking up the milk, and taking a sip.
Seeing Ye Anran still dazed, he asked with a light smile: “What’s the matter?
Don’t you like it?”
“I like it.” Ye Anran stopped daydreaming and took a seat next to him.
Actually, she couldn’t really say she liked such a breakfast.
She usually preferred Chinese breakfasts, which were more varied and to her taste.
But because Uncle Bo made the eggs, toasted the bread, and warmed the milk himself, she unexpectedly found it quite tasty.
As she ate, she watched Uncle Bo and just felt he looked handsome, even finding the way he ate especially pleasing to the eye.
Beauty is, indeed, a feast for the eyes.
When Bo Jinyu felt her gaze on him from time to time, he looked up at her.
Their eyes met, and Ye Anran felt the awkwardness of being caught, smiling foolishly, feigning innocence.
Bo Jinyu’s thin lips curved into a faint smile.
Looking at the somewhat inappropriate clothes she wore, he couldn’t help but laugh, “Your dress is on the rack in the bathroom.
But actually, I think you look quite fashionable like this.”
Uh…
It took Ye Anran a while to realize she was still wearing Uncle Bo’s clothes.
The awkwardness that had just about dissipated flared up again.
Although the clothes looked new, they were obviously not brand new, and the thought that Uncle Bo might have worn them…
Ye Anran decided she would think no more.
If she continued, embarrassment would be the death of her!
While biting into the poached egg, she mumbled unclearly: “I’ll go change my dress in a bit, this shirt…
I’ll wash it and return it to you later.”
Bo Jinyu, intending to tease her, purposefully said, “You can keep it if you like wearing it.”
Ye Anran: …
I feel like crying.
Are you going to let me eat breakfast or not!
I’ll get indigestion eating like this…
Watching her adorable state, Bo Jinyu didn’t tease her further, a smile spilling from his eyes as he wiped his mouth with a napkin: “Go change, and I’ll take you back.”
“Ah, no need, I can take a car back by myself,” Ye Anran quickly shook her head.
She didn’t want to stay a moment longer.
She had lost all her face!
“Are you sure you can catch a car?” he asked languidly, raising an eyebrow at her.
“Where is this?” Ye Anran was forced to ask.
“Yuxiu Mountain Villa,” Bo Jinyu said indifferently.
This was a noble residential area in City A, where one would need to walk to the exit at mid-mountain to catch either a bus or a taxi.
Ye Anran felt deflated.
“Then, Uncle, wait for me.
I’ll just go change and come down,” Ye Anran put down her fork and knife, wiped her mouth with the napkin, and scurried upstairs.
Watching her fleeing back,
Bo Jinyu’s fingers slowly caressed his handsome face: Did he look that scary?
Thinking about it, he pursed his lips with interest and smiled faintly.
…
…
Charlie had taken the Maybach for a car wash last night, then returned to the Bo Family and brought another car over.
The old master usually favored Bentleys, Lincolns, and Red Flags, the types of old brands that signify status, and each one was a stretched model.
Charlie drove over a stretch Lincoln.
Bo Jinyu had no choice but to make do with it.
Ye Anran sat in the limousine, so comfortable she felt like sleeping.
Although the Ye Family was also wealthy, compared to a major family like the Bo Family, there was quite a gap.
Ye Guoli also had a Lincoln limousine, but he treated it like a prized possession, reserved only for his beloved wife and daughter.
At this moment, Ye Anran thought about it with some irony; she had never ridden in it even once.
On the way, Bo Jinyu said no more.
When getting out of the car, Ye Anran opened the door intending to head straight for the school, but then thought better of it.
Going in like this really seemed ungrateful, so she turned around and walked over to the driver’s side.
Bo Jinyu had thought she would flee into the school once again after getting out of the car.
Seeing her come over reluctantly and awkwardly, the amusement in his eyes deepened.
Fearing he would scare her off, he had refrained from teasing her during the ride.
“Uncle Bo, thank you for what happened last night and today,” Ye Anran said softly.
“Hmm?” he raised his eyebrow, his gaze deep and protracted as he looked at her.
Hmm?
What does that mean?
“Is there anything else, Uncle?”
“Either don’t thank me at all, or show some sincerity when you do,” Bo Jinyu said coolly, regaining his usual refined and noble demeanor.
“I…
I’ll treat you to a meal later?
Or maybe, I could give a gift to show my gratitude?” Ye Anran, not too foolish, finally grasped the implication in Uncle Bo’s words and, after hesitating for a moment, asked.