Tong Yan clearly felt that the pressure around her had dropped, not just to low pressure, but almost to a vacuum.
"Baby, don’t you want to explain?"
No.
This was the only thought in Tong Yan’s mind.
Chu Bei, this treacherous man, is simply the type who would harm others without any guilt.
Might as well not have saved him!
Really wish there were a crack in the ground to slip into right now.
Although the actor already knew, hearing it from soone else was a whole different feeling!
Tong Yan’s heart was sorrowful.
She really wanted to play dumb, act innocent, and look pitiful, but that wasn’t her style. The key was that doing all that was useless, and that was the point.
So, Tong Yan braced herself, t Bo Yimo’s gaze, and chickened out.
The actor is so scary!
His gaze is terrifying, his expression is terrifying, the low pressure is terrifying!
A real hero dares to face a bleak life.
Hero Tong charged ahead, like a warrior amputating his own arm, tragically, "It was really an accident. He was losing a lot of blood then. To bandage his wound, I had to undo his clothes..."
So, she’s innocent, ahhhh, everything about being naked together is fake.
Tong Yan gave a dry laugh and added, "I didn’t even want to save him; he threw himself at ."
After the explanation, the atmosphere beca silent.
It was deathly silent.
Chu Bei’s eyes flickered with a dark glint, like ice and cold, yet a devilish smile appeared at the corner of his mouth, "Yanyan, I’m hurt by your words; if it wasn’t voluntary, why did you cook porridge for back then?"
For goodness’ sake, shut up!
If you don’t speak, nobody would mistake you for being mute!
Tong Yan wished she could sew his mouth shut!
What was originally nothing, when he spoke, beca so ambiguous.
Tong Yan glared at him, "If there’s nothing, don’t speak."
Bo Yimo’s voice was gentle, "Baby, if you don’t speak, how would I know the truth of the matter? Or are you still trying to hide sothing?"
What truth! There’s nothing at all!
It felt like everything she said was wrong.
Tong Yan shed tears of regret.
So, she could only—
"I’m sorry, I won’t dare do it again."
She apologized, wasn’t apologizing enough?
Bo Yimo’s gaze fell on Chu Bei, his voice cool and icy, "Mr. Chu, it’s important for a person to know their own limitations."
Chu Bei raised his eyebrows, his captivating gaze swept over Tong Yan, "Mr. Bo, everyone has an appreciation for beauty."
Bo Yimo’s voice turned cold, "Mr. Chu, don’t covet things that don’t belong to you."
In an instant, a powerful aura ca rushing forward.
Tong Yan felt the intense tension, looked back and forth, unsure of what to say.
The onlookers were very calm, from their initial worry to now completely unfazed!
Such scenes had occurred countless tis.
It was simply routine.
Whenever the two appeared together, there would be tension, but in the play, the two acted without any dissonance; this was true acting.
Little Nine’s eyes were sowhat heavy.
He...
He thought Chu Bei looked a bit strange.
Chu Bei was Chinese-Arican, grew up abroad, and his life experiences were clear-cut, yet sothing still felt off to him.
This person was full of contradictions, no matter how well he disguised himself, there were certain things about him that felt very familiar.
The occasional coldness and a fleeting sense of nace.
This shouldn’t be sothing found in an actor.
Maybe he was mistaken.
The two were at each other’s throats until Luo Feng’s appearance.
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