CHAPTER 62: CHAPTER 62: LETTING GO

"Yes, Young Master."

Miss Tong is the Young Master’s only weakness; no one can touch her.

"Tong Yan, Tong Yan, where is she? She needs to be on set acting now." Li Qin’an found it odd; usually, this girl was very professional and would wait at the set a few minutes early. How come it’s time to start, and she’s still nowhere to be found?

At this moment, Tong Yan was squatting in a corner, cheering herself up silently.

She looked a bit timid.

As a professional actor, she should set aside personal emotions...

Screw it!

Seeing Emperor Bo made her tongue-tied, okay?

Especially after she realized she had a little crush.

He asked her what she was afraid of.

How could she tell him that she feared falling in love with him?

Tong Yan was a coward; one heartbreak was enough.

This lifetime’s Tong Yan wants family, wants kinship, but absolutely no love.

The taste of love, she’s already tried it, and it’s not good.

It’s not wrong to discard what’s bad.

Making such a decision doesn’t seem hard.

Tong Yan figured it out, her mood lifted, she returned to the set and apologized to Li Qin’an, "Director Li, I just took care of some personal business, sorry for holding you up."

Li Qin’an had a good impression of this girl and couldn’t help teasing, "Did you find someone special?"

Tong Yan: ...

Director Li, you’re so nosy!

"Young people, full of youthful vigor, be careful not to cause any trouble." Li Qin’an’s intriguing imagination.

Director Li, you’ve completely gone off track!

Can’t bear to even look!

Tong Yan dashed away.

She walked up to Bo Yimo and said boldly, "Young Master Mo, let’s begin."

Bo Yimo narrowed his eyes slightly, hiding the starlight in his gaze.

The shoot went smoothly, with only one NG due to a supporting actor forgetting their lines.

By noon, Tong Yan was eating the giant lunch box Li Xin bought, leisurely enjoying the envious gazes around her.

Indeed, this girl mistook surprise for envy.

While she was happily eating, someone walked over.

She looked up, and it was Bo Yimo, choked a bit, "Mo, Mo Young Master..."

Her eyes sparkled, filled with joy.

Bo Yimo curled his lips into a smile, breathtakingly beautiful.

Her happiness was all that mattered.

Nothing else counted.

After all, she was within his reach.

Someday, she would eventually be his.

Bo Yimo said not a word and turned away.

Tong Yan was baffled, what was Emperor Bo doing here?

To watch her eat?

In the afternoon, Tong Yan had no scenes to shoot, leaving her free. She sat alone on a bench, happily scrolling through Weibo.

It had been a long time since she’d been on Weibo, and the moment she logged in, she got quite a shock.

The netizens were simply too enthusiastic.

Her latest post was from two weeks ago, now racking up tens of thousands of comments.

When she clicked on it, the overwhelming style was:

Little Fatty, I miss you so much, hurry and show up.

Little Fatty, without your posts, my meals aren’t tasty, and I’ve lost several pounds.

Little Fatty, I have lots of snacks here, show up, and they’ll all be yours!

...

Tong Yan replied to the snacks post, directly attaching the company address.

As soon as she replied, comments flooded in.

23333, so this is how to make Little Fatty appear, my Little Fatty is such a foodie!

My Little Fatty is so adorably silly, I want to take her home and let her eat every day.

Tong Yan snapped a photo of the empty giant lunch box and posted it on Weibo, captioning: Could I have one more serving?

The comment section exploded.