Prosecutor vs. Minister: A Battle of Wits
Chapter 22 - 022: The Out-of-Place Minister Bo

Chapter 22: Chapter 022: The Out-of-Place Minister Bo

After listening to Jiang Tong, Xia Qiao snickered again, not bothered to explain so much to her.

They’ve known each other for over a decade, and hasn’t she figured out Jiang Tong’s hopeless ways yet?

Saying she dated many boyfriends in high school, when really, she hadn’t even held a guy’s hand.

In terms of relationships, she’s completely an innocent little bunny.

From her perspective, that guy obviously wants to pursue her.

It’s just that this method...

Is definitely a match for Jiang Tong, this hopelessly straightforward girl...

Straight guys and girls, made for each other.

This was Xia Qiao’s final conclusion, but she didn’t dare tell Jiang Tong.

They chatted about everyday things for a while longer before going about their own business.

Jiang Tong picked out some casual clothes and went to enjoy a bath comfortably.

After tinkering around for two hours, Bao Nan still hadn’t shown up.

Jiang Tong pursed her lips, choosing not to fuss, and quickly got absorbed in dealing with a case.

Half an hour passed like this before a knock on the door brought her back.

So late, it could only be Bao Nan.

Thinking this, Jiang Tong quickly changed her shoes, grabbed her bag, and headed out.

As soon as the door opened, a burst of rosemary fragrance hit her nose.

Bao Nan stood by the door in a light gray Tom Ford suit, a sliver of white shirt peeking from his collar, with a sea blue tie tied neatly.

His fair and smooth face exuded a defined, sharp coldness. Thin lips pressed slightly, with long, slightly curled lashes shading a pair of deep, dark cold eyes.

In his eyes, Jiang Tong could clearly see her own reflection.

She swallowed unknowingly.

Damn it!

This is damn handsome.

She admitted, for that one second, her heart did flutter a little bit.

But just that one second!

By the time Jiang Tong snapped back to reality, two minutes had passed, and she awkwardly cleared her throat.

"Mr. Bo, you really don’t need to dress so formally."

They were just casually going out for a meal, all dressed up like a fashion show, giving her so much credit?

Bao Nan’s cold eyes flickered slightly, but his tone remained bland, "Personal habit."

Alright then.

She had been overthinking.

Jiang Tong smacked her lips and walked out with big strides.

When they arrived at the dining spot, Bao Nan seemed to understand what she meant by "dressed too formally".

Jiang Tong plopped herself down on a stool at a small beef offal shop downstairs and shouted to the owner, "Boss, two servings of beef offal, and add a spicy crayfish!"

After shouting, she flashed her little white teeth at Bao Nan by the door, "Don’t stand at the door, come in and sit."

Bao Nan: "..."

He raised his eyebrows, glancing at the narrow shop, and then looked down at his exquisite suit.

Hmm, out of place.

That’s the right word.

Bao Nan stood there for quite a while before he slowly walked in, and because of his height, he practically occupied two tables.

Wearing such formal attire, everyone in the shop curiously looked at him.

Looking at Bao Nan, even his hair neatly combed, Jiang Tong couldn’t help but laugh.

Her unadorned face looked even more radiant with that smile.

Bao Nan found himself a bit distracted, the face in his memory increasingly aligned with reality.

Though having been reported by him, Jiang Tong wasn’t one to hold grudges, so she decided to make small talk, "Mr. Bo, is this your first time in a place like this?"

Bao Nan slightly lifted his exquisite chin, "Hmm."

From a young age, his diet was strictly monitored, so places like this were out of reach.

However.

Jiang Tong would always be his exception.