Bo Yanching had no expression on his face, standing straight while casting a deliberate downward gaze, "Good girl, you've helped Third Uncle a great deal."
Han Qi hadn't finished showing off when that sentence disgusted him to the core.
"What do you mean, Bo Yanching, taking advantage of me?!"
Bo Yanching neither admitted nor denied it, giving him a bland look, "Did Third Uncle buy you candy?"
Han Qi: "..."
Fucking Third Uncle bought you candy!
He should never have spoken so carelessly in the first place; calling him Third Uncle was meant to annoy Bo Yanching, but now it backfired, leaving him choked up.
