Chapter 163: The Superior White Lotus

Bo Yanching placed his phone on the center console, lowered his seat back, and gazed through the car window, his attention fixed solely on Nan Jiaojiao's window, a pitch-black void. Yet, a tender softness slowly rippled through the depths of his eyes.

Exhaling rings of smoke from the cigarette in his mouth, he only smoked half before stubbing it out and dozing lightly against the seat.

Nan Jiaojiao slept until dawn and seemed to hear knocking and talking. Irritated, she furrowed her brows, sat up, and glanced beside her— the man's place had gone cold.

He really did wait until she fell asleep before leaving.

Stretching lazily, Nan Jiaojiao went to the window, drew back the curtains, and looked down to find Bo Yanching's parked car gone.

He must have left early.