Into the Night, Jiao Jiao Gets Kissed by a Business Tycoon
Chapter 163: Call Me Sister and Listen

Chapter 163: Chapter 163: Call Me Sister and Listen

Cheng Yi followed Tan Bo out of the hospital and both stopped under a locust tree.

Tan Bo took out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket, put one in his mouth, then handed the pack to Cheng Yi, "Want one?"

Ever since Xinan got pregnant, Cheng Yi hadn’t smoked for a long while, but now that his good brother was upset, he decided to join him.

He took the pack with his slender hand, "Alright, I’ll risk my life this time for gentility."

Tan Bo glanced at Cheng Yi, "You make it sound as if smoking a cigarette is going to kill you."

"It is like taking my life, after all, someone without a wife like you wouldn’t understand."

Tan Bo felt as if his heart was stabbed again, "Get out, just because you have a wife, huh?"

"Sorry, not only do I have a wife, but I also have a very cute son," Cheng Yi said with a slight smile.

Tan Bo, "..."

Cheng Yi took the lighter from Tan Bo’s hand, lit the cigarette between his lips, and the familiar taste of tobacco instantly spread in his mouth.

"Does Jiang Yurou really like that guy?" Cheng Yi suddenly asked.

Talking about this made Tan Bo feel worried as he took a heavy drag on his cigarette, then slowly exhaled, "I really don’t understand her, suddenly she loves that guy like an idiot. "

"You love her like an idiot too," Cheng Yi bluntly pointed out.

The two had grown up together and knew each other well, so to Cheng Yi, Tan Bo was like an open book.

Tan Bo was left speechless, as if struck by something heavy, his shoulders sagging.

Cheng Yi patted his shoulder, "Why so down? The Tan Bo I know would never show such a face."

"I’ve been strong my whole life, can’t I be melancholic for a few minutes?" Tan Bo said irritably.

Cheng Yi kept silent, just quietly watching him brood.

After hesitating for about two minutes, Tan Bo cleared his throat and nudged Cheng Yi’s arm, "We’re good friends, and I’m feeling almost dead inside, aren’t you going to say something nice to comfort me?"

Cheng Yi gave him a sidelong glance, "Did I make you feel this way?"

Tan Bo indicated that your silence wasn’t necessarily a bad thing.

So, in the end, Tan Bo had to console himself, slowly licking his own wounds.

A pack of cigarettes was soon smoked down to the last by the two of them. Cheng Yi stood up, flicked the cigarette ash off his clothes, and said to Tan Bo, "Look at how despondent you are. If you like her that much, why don’t you snatch her away?"

"No, I might end up not even being able to be friends."

Tan Bo had thought the same but didn’t have the heart to hurt Jiang Yurou because he knew her personality too well. The more you push her, the less likely she is to comply.

That move was simply not going to work.

"Can you really stand by and watch Jiang Yurou marry and have children with another man?"

"Of course not."

"What are you being so sentimental about?"

Tan Bo grew agitated, he waved his hand, "My situation with Jiang Yurou isn’t the same as yours with Nannan, you both liked each other, but Jiang Yurou doesn’t like me back."

And Jiang Yurou even has someone she likes...

"Fine, just don’t regret it."

That was what Tan Bo had also told him before, and now he was giving it back to him, word for word.

"Forget about this," Tan Bo sighed deeply and stubbed out his cigarette, "I didn’t bring anything for my godson, you, as the father, can pick out a gift for him, I’ll go buy it later."

Cheng Yi raised an eyebrow, "Looks like your business is doing well, huh?"

"Made some small money." A gift for a little kid was still within his means.

"Fine, I won’t be polite then. Just return that Pagani you got from me earlier."

Tan Bo almost cursed out loud, "Who’s kid can drive a Pagani right after birth?"

"Sorry, my kid was born ready."

"Let him try driving it now."

"No need, his dad can handle it."

Tan Bo: "..."

The two exchanged a few more barbs under the tree. Tan Bo felt much better, and his expression wasn’t as serious as when he first arrived. But the next second, when he saw Jiang Yurou walking toward Cheng Yi from afar, the smile in his eyes immediately vanished.

Cheng Yi noticed the change in Tan Bo’s expression, turned around to look, and then patted Tan Bo on the shoulder, saying earnestly, "Have a proper talk and stop insulting her, or she really will belong to someone else."

Tan Bo didn’t speak, just nodded.

After Cheng Yi left, Tan Bo slowly shifted his gaze away from Jiang Yurou, bent down, and squatted on the ground where cigarette butts were scattered, exuding a cool demeanor, his eyes down so his expression couldn’t be clearly seen.

When Jiang Yurou walked over, this was the scene she encountered.

Seeing that Tan Bo was ignoring her, Jiang Yurou poked his arm, "Hey, are you still mad at me?"

"What’s up?" Tan Bo’s voice was faint, but his tone was still somewhat irritated.

Jiang Yurou, feeling helpless, then squatted down beside Tan Bo, "Okay, I apologize, alright? I admit my attitude wasn’t good earlier, but what you said was quite hurtful too. Can we call it even now?"

Hearing this, Tan Bo was momentarily stunned. It was the first time she had softened and apologized to him, and all of a sudden, the little anger in his heart entirely disappeared.

"Well..." Tan Bo hesitated, struggling to find the right words to express his feelings.

"Well, what?" Jiang Yurou was impatient by nature. Seeing Tan Bo struggling to articulate, she couldn’t help urging him, "If you say you’re not willing, I’ll finish you off right now!"

Tan Bo was somewhat speechless—was this an apology or a threat?

He took a deep breath, conceding, "Alright, I forgive you."

"Really?" Jiang Yurou looked at him, slightly surprised.

Tan Bo grunted affirmatively. Jiang Yurou had come to apologize, after all. What else could he do but forgive her?

A smile quickly spread across Jiang Yurou’s face. She hooked her arm around Tan Bo’s neck, saying, "That’s more like it. I knew our friendship was too strong for you to stay mad at me."

Seeing that Tan Bo didn’t react, Jiang Yurou prodded, "Give me a response, will you?"

Tan Bo gave a dry laugh.

"Your laugh looks awful."

Tan Bo: "..."

Jiang Yurou laughed out loud for a while, then turned to Tan Bo, "I thought you’d be outside crying. I brought a load of tissues from the hospital to console you."

Tan Bo chuckled, almost as if he heard something funny, "Me, crying?"

Jiang Yurou, with a serious face, said, "You never know."

Tan Bo: "Jiang Yurou, I’ve noticed you’ve been getting increasingly cheeky."

"Tan Xiaobo, how should you be speaking to your elder sister? I came here to comfort you, and this is how you talk? I’m truly heartbroken."

"Don’t call me that; I’m older than you. Don’t mess up our seniority."

Tan Bo disapproved of Jiang Yurou’s calling him that, but the more he refused, the more she insisted, "I won’t stop—say ’sister’ and let me hear it."

She then looked at Tan Bo triumphantly, clearly very eager.

Tan Bo gave her a sharp look, stood up, and walked forward, no longer indulging in her childish games, ignoring her completely.

If Jiang Yurou had been more observant at that moment, she would definitely have noticed his slightly reddened earlobes.