Bo Yanching saw she wasn't keen to chat more, so he casually said, "Then I'll handle it."
"Okay." Nan Jiaojiao responded, shrinking into the quilt.
He lay down as well, kissed her on the forehead, "Sleep."
Nan Jiaojiao nuzzled her pillow, trying to get out of his embrace, but he hugged her back.
She's been busy lately, has to stay in Rongcheng City. Mo Tingshen's wedding is unavoidable, plus he's Bo Yanching's childhood friend, so she should go.
Lu Zhenzhen didn't have that many qualms. The invitation was sent to her, but Miss Lu casually handed it to a manager at her company, letting him attend in her place.
The invitation was personally written by Mo Tingshen, treating her like one of Bo Yanching's childhood friends, giving Miss Lu full respect and face. And yet, she didn't show up herself, sending a company person instead, turning a friend's invitation into a routine company interest exchange.
Moreover, she left Rongcheng City a few days before the wedding.
