Bo Yimo stopped the car and picked up his phone. With a few clicks, some photos were already saved on his phone. For this stalker-like behavior, Emperor Bo didn't feel guilty at all. He did it very naturally, very casually.
"Two tigers, two tigers…"
The phone ringtone broke the silence inside the car. Bo Yimo, unfazed, found Tong Yan's phone and silenced it. The car returned to quietness, but in no time, it rang again!
Bo Yimo looked at the caller ID: Wen Shu, and hung up the call mercilessly, sending him a text message: She's sleeping. Then, with a calm expression, he deleted the incriminating information and put the phone back in its place.
Silently.
The next day, Tong Yan woke up with a headache as if it was about to explode, and couldn't help but moan.
"Sis, your alcohol tolerance is poor, and yet you dared to drink!" Li Xin handed her some hangover soup.
