Isn’t She Too Young?

Qiao Nian returned to Rhine to retrieve the black box from the plane crash and went to Bo Zheng’s house.

“Come in.”

Bo Zheng had a private house with a quiet environment in Beijing. The simple and unadorned house was located on the side of Chang’an Street. There were basically courtyard houses of all sizes around. They were made of green bricks and tiles and had the aura of time.

Homes in this area couldn’t be considered expensive, but ordinary people definitely couldn’t live in them.

On the other hand, Qiao Nian’s expression was calm. She had her hands in her pockets and her eyebrows didn’t even twitch. Her eyelashes were slightly lowered, as if she wasn’t surprised by Bo Zheng’s residence. She followed him in calmly.

Her calm and composed attitude attracted the attention of the butler instead. He glanced at Qiao Nian in surprise, then looked away obediently and followed the two of them.

In the living room, Bo Zheng led Qiao Nian to a seat and instructed the butler, “Make two cups of tea.”

“Of course, young master.” The butler bowed his head respectfully and prepared to make tea.

Only then did Bo Zheng seem to remember. He turned his head again, his attitude clearly gentle and respectful. “Miss Qiao, do you want tea or coffee?”

The butler stopped and couldn’t help but glance in the girl’s direction again. He was even more surprised.

This girl didn’t look old. He estimated that she was 18 or 19 years old and should still be studying. The girl was quite good-looking, one of the best in the entertainment industry, but she was too young!

He retracted his gaze and secretly looked at Bo Zheng. His expression became complicated.

Young Master was already in his 30s, but he had yet to find a partner.

Everyone in the family was urging him. After so many years of urging, the old lady was already anxious. She had even spread the word that as long as the young master was willing to bring someone back, their family would not care about matchmaking. She could live as long as it was a woman.

But… the old lady had never said anything about someone this young!

The old butler’s heart raced as he stole a few more glances at Qiao Nian. The more he looked at her, the better he felt.

Good-looking was one thing.

He still felt that the old lady would probably lose her mind if the Young Master brought this little girl home!

Qiao Nian sensed that the butler had been peeping at her. She reached out and pulled down the brim of her cap, then said casually, “I’m fine with anything.”

Bo Zheng’s eyebrows moved. He wanted to say something.

Qiao Nian said casually, “I want tea. There’s no need to change.”

Bo Zheng nodded and turned to the butler. “Then, two cups of tea. I remember that there’s black tea at home. Make a cup of black tea for Nian Nian.”

He turned back to Qiao Nian and said, “Green tea is cold in nature. Girls should drink less.”

The old butler’s expression instantly became complicated. He looked up at Bo Zheng with a conflicted expression, as if he wanted to say something but hesitated. He lowered his head again. “…Alright, I’ll go brew it immediately.”

“Okay, go ahead.” Bo Zheng didn’t notice his conflicting emotions and waved him off.

He didn’t waste any time when the old butler walked away. He went straight to the point and said to the girl, “Jingxing told me everything. You’re looking for a broadcasting device for a plane’s black box that has been discontinued?”

“Yes, a Boeing 737-300. Does Captain Bo have any broadcasting equipment for this model?” The girl’s eyes were quite delicate, and her dark eyes were transparent as she looked at him.

Bo Zheng was stunned by her gaze. He frowned and fell into deep thought. “A Boeing? An old 737-300? Let me think.”

Qiao Nian waited for him to think slowly.