Accidents always happen inadvertently.
No one anticipated that such a thing would occur.
Red wine, white wine, cocktails, and more—colorful drinks stained the royal blue long dress, looking particularly odd. The clothes were soaked and beca transparent, with everything inside clearly visible.
Tong Yan fell directly to the ground. After drinking so much, the alcohol suddenly hit her head, making her dizzy.
The waiter encountering such a situation for the first ti was terrified and kept apologizing, "Sorry, sorry, very sorry, sorry..."
The sound of apologies and the whispers of people around reached her ears, making her feel even dizzier.
"Sorry, I’m late."
A voice gradually transmitted into Tong Yan’s heart; she looked up blankly and saw Bo Yimo slowly approaching.
From far to near.
Finally, he stood firm in front of her.
Bo Yimo bent down, picked her up in one swoop, ignoring the ss on her clothes, and directly held her in his arms. Various drinks stained his suit as well, shielding her from prying eyes.
He seed to have rescued her once again.
Every ti she tried to resist, she couldn’t.
Selfishly enjoying the gentleness he gave without reciprocating, this made her look so ugly.
Selfishly ugly.
Now her heart was so conflicted that she couldn’t even respect herself.
She wanted to say yes, but feared agreeing—if they broke up later, wouldn’t they even be able to remain friends?
Tong Yan mocked herself with a laugh; how ridiculous.
How could she be so ridiculous?
Tong Yan, ah, Tong Yan, what on earth are you contemplating?
You’re just a coward.
Besides, his suit must be expensive, ruined by her—such a pity...
This was the last thought she had before completely passing out.
Everyone at the banquet, regardless of their status, watched Bo Yimo holding Tong Yan, his back straight like a pine and cypress, standing tall and moving steadily, walking away step by step.
Is this Bo Yimo? Seems like a rising star?
Why did he leave without saying a word or greeting anyone?
Isn’t everyone here his seniors?
Having just entered the entertainnt circle not long ago, he doesn’t understand the rules, bewitched by beauty, thinking rescuing soone makes him a hero?
Too naive, the loudest bird gets shot.
These were so people’s thoughts about Bo Yimo, forming opinions on him.
So people, having been in the entertainnt industry for so long, always consider themselves superior, pretending they’re big shots.
Jiang Cheng stood aside, took a sip of red wine, gently swirling the goblet, "Bo Yimo? Interesting."
Generally, agents and assistants wouldn’t attend such occasions, so they waited outside.
Seeing Tong Yan in Bo Yimo’s arms, they anxiously approached, "What happened?"
"She’s drunk." Bo Yimo spoke lightly, "Don’t follow."
"Yes, Young Master." Gu Feng replied, with respectful words.
Bo Yimo nodded slightly and walked away slowly.
Li Xin looked puzzled, "Brother Feng, aren’t we going to rescue Sister? Also, why are you calling Young Master Mo Young Master?"
Gu Feng glanced at her, "You talk too much."
Li Xin, getting snubbed, sat back sadly.
Brother Feng is the most annoying!
In the future, she’ll firmly stand by Sister’s side, no longer aiding and abetting!
Bo Yimo carried Tong Yan into the car, "To Danfeng Road."
"Yes, Young Master." Little Nine responded and started the car.
Young Master doesn’t seem very happy...
Could it be that Young Madam was harassed by others?
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