Scared again!
Why am I scared again!
Can’t she have a little more backbone!
A tear rolled down, and Tong Yan was overwheld with sadness.
Fighting with the movie star, never won, ugh!
What a terrifying reality.
How can there be such shaless people in this world!
Always threatening her!
In the end, Tong Yan could only follow him dejectedly.
Tong Yan’s second attempt to escape ended in failure.
After leaving the hotel, Tong Yan got in the car with Bo Yimo.
The car drove smoothly, and it was very quiet inside, so quiet that Tong Yan felt like she was on pins and needles, especially after being caught every minute and second was hard to endure.
She clearly hadn’t done anything, but why did she feel guilty as if she’d committed an unforgivable cri?
Tong Yan secretly glanced over and saw his eyes looking her way, their gazes t in the air.
The most beautiful thing in the world is when you are looking at him, and he happens to be looking at you.
Such a coincidence, yet so destined.
Tong Yan wanted to speak several tis, but still closed her mouth, and just as she hesitated, they arrived at their destination.
Tong Yan followed Bo Yimo out of the car, and what entered her view was a bar nad "Encounter".
From the outside, it looked very upscale, occupying a large area, with a palace-style entrance, magnificent, under the dim lights, it looked exceptionally vintage.
Holding a banquet here?
The movie star is indeed extraordinary, always doing things differently!
#TongYan’sImaginativeMind#
Led by the manager, the two of them walked in. The bar played soothing music, very quiet, with retro-style decor, making Tong Yan feel like she had entered 17th-century Central Europe.
It didn’t feel like a bar, but more like a palace.
After walking through a long corridor, with murals of Central Europe hanging every few steps, giving an artistic atmosphere, they reached the box’s door after turning left at the end of the corridor.
Tong Yan was more and more puzzled; is this really a banquet? Suddenly she got cold feet, just about to speak.
The box’s door opened.
Helplessly, she had to follow inside.
The box was huge, with a few people sitting on the sofa, both n and won, two Tong Yan knew, were Qiao Jing and Yang Wen, all dressed like rich kids, with noble and elegant gestures, obviously not simple characters at a glance.
Qiao Jing teased, "Yimo, coming so late, co on, co on, have a penalty drink."
The others started persuading, their words carrying a bit of familiarity.
Even soone as naive as Tong Yan realized, this wasn’t a banquet, but a gathering among Bo Yimo’s friends.
She didn’t want to attend such a gathering.
Tong Yan turned to leave, but Qiao Jing caught her, "Why are you leaving, at least we’re friends, can’t we chat for a bit?"
With what Qiao Jing said, Tong Yan felt too embarrassed to leave.
Five n and one woman, she had t Qiao Jing and Yang Wen before, along with Song Ke, Gao Hongyu, Jiang Qingxu, and the woman, Dong Feifei, the n were all very handso, Dong Feifei was pure and beautiful, especially her eyes, which seed to speak.
Every ti Qiao Jing introduced soone, that person would respond with an "oh" and show a aningful smile.
When it ca to Dong Feifei, there was a heavy snort, with her head turning away.
Tong Yan: ...
Why does this feel a bit weird.
Gao Hongyu chuckled, "So you’re Yimo’s little wife, finally get to et you."
Little wife...
Tong Yan hurriedly said, "No, no, we’re just friends."
Unexpectedly, this sentence made the others laugh.
Jiang Qingxu, sitting furthest inside, smirked roguishly, "So Yimo hasn’t captured her heart yet, good, good, don’t agree so easily, we haven’t had enough fun watching yet."
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