It felt like a lightning bolt struck her; Tong Yan’s rationality gradually returned as she recalled the recent scene, her whole body stiffened.
She couldn’t believe that she, always so clever and witty, would do sothing so foolish.
This isn’t her; it definitely isn’t her.
Hmm, not her.
#Beep—Tong Xiaopang’s IQ has run out, please recharge promptly#
Tong Yan grabbed the back of his hand, and just as she was about to fling it away, he reversed his grip and held her hand instead. His large hand enveloped hers, and though she tried to pull away, she couldn’t break free.
Even now, Tong Yan wasn’t the least bit worried.
She had no reason to believe that the man in front of her would harm her, unlike Qin Yikuo, who would sell her out for fa without hesitation.
So, she could ss with him recklessly without worrying about anything else.
Bo Yimo’s long fingers playfully teased the palm of her hand, tickling with a strange sensation. Tong Yan wanted to pull her hand back, but he held on tightly, dominant and overbearing.
"Knock knock knock!"
Soone was knocking on the car window.
If one were to express the movie star’s thoughts at this very mont, it would be—
There are always cunning subjects trying to harm .
Ti and again, their good mont was interrupted, and the young movie star suffered an emotional blow worth several thousand points.
The car window rolled down, revealing Bo Yimo’s captivating face, without a trace of expression, his brows carrying a cold sternness, "What’s up?"
The cunning steward felt a pang of anxiety, wiping his sweat even in the dead of winter, the young master seed really unhappy...
The driver beside him shrugged, having advised him for a long ti to no avail, insisting on knocking on the door, and now look, you’ve ruined the young master’s good mont, truly a big deal!
The cunning steward felt helpless, what could he do? Wasn’t it the old lady who kept urging him? He was just a small manager and couldn’t handle the trouble the old lady could stir up.
The old lady he referred to was Mrs. Bo’s mother, Bo Yimo’s grandmother, Old Mrs. Zhan.
Although the Zhan Family had so assets, they weren’t ranked in S City. Compared to the Yin Family, it was like heaven and earth, and even less could compare to the Bo Family. Old Mrs. Zhan had suffered a lot in her younger years, leading to a rather shrewish and stingy character, causing a lot of troubles.
Mrs. Bo felt helpless, afraid she might cause real trouble, so she sent a steward from the Bo Family to keep an eye on her, which cald things down a bit.
Old Mrs. Zhan usually liked to flaunt her authority, always picking on easy targets, but she was sowhat afraid of Bo Yimo, her grandson. From the bottom of her heart, she feared him, so she constantly tried to please him.
When the steward said Bo Yimo had arrived, she imdiately sent soone to greet him.
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