Nan Jiaojiao cursed Bo Yanching in her mind again, and, feeling unsatisfied, vengefully plucked a few bristles from his toothbrush.
Lu Zhenzhen's car was parked opposite Jinglan Community.
She had no idea that Bo Yanching lived here, nor that Nan Jiaojiao had slept here last night. Just as she had parked, her assistant called to say she had sent a few documents to her email that required her immediate attention.
Lu Zhenzhen was busy dealing with that when the passenger door opened, then closed, letting in a blast of cold air. Lu Zhenzhen lifted her hand to tuck her hair behind her ear and glanced at her briefly, "You're here, huh?"
"Yeah."
Nan Jiaojiao had something to say, but seeing her busy, didn't speak up or rush her, sitting there obediently.
"Bought some cakes at Sweet Flower Shop, have some to tide you over." Lu Zhenzhen reached back and tossed a few paper bags into Nan Jiaojiao's arms, "Help me unwrap a Portuguese tart."
"Okay."