Nan Jiaojiao didn't say anything else. She only noticed that the Old Lady's expression was off when the Bo Family in the Capital City was mentioned, and despite speaking through clenched teeth, she couldn't hide the glimmer of deep, somber sadness.
She didn't ask Bo Yanching, but instead inquired about the child, Bo Qingshan, because a child would only know the gist and would struggle to provide too many details.
Nan Jiaojiao also just wanted to know the gist; that was enough for her.
When it was about time, Bo Yanching handed Qianqian to Aunt Chen.
As he was leaving, Aunt Chen, holding Qianqian, chased after him.
"Third Young Master," Aunt Chen seemed to have difficulty speaking, "when you have the time, come back and visit Qianqian more often. She really likes you."
Bo Yanching looked down, pinching Qianqian's cheek, "I will."
"Miss Qianqian…" Aunt Chen was unable to finish her words, as Qianqian, feeling sleepy, obediently lay on her shoulder.