CHAPTER 79: CHAPTER 79: AMBIGUITY

Injured?

After three years as a stunt double, the injuries she had sustained were countless, both big and small. Through all the trials and tribulations, she had learned how to minimize harm during unexpected accidents.

This wasn’t the first time a wire had snapped.

This time, the situation was relatively fine.

It was probably just a twisted ankle.

Such an injury was just a minor one for her.

Tong Yan didn’t mind at all, but being held in Bo Yimo’s arms was a constant reminder that he cared a lot about her injury, even if it was just a minor one.

Her head rested against his chest, taking in his pleasant scent, faint and just like the impression he gave—aloof and distant. She seemed to hear his heartbeat, steady and strong.

What to do.

She seemed to like him even more.

Bo Yimo, you are really annoying.

She heard him scold the props master, heard him reprimand him, heard him asking Director Li for leave—oh, not asking, directly giving orders. Who knows what expression Director Li had.

Thinking about this, Tong Yan’s lips curved slightly, and she smiled unconsciously.

She probably didn’t realize, at this moment, Tong Yan’s face was adorned with a smile, her eyes filled with gentleness, like the alluring fragrance of spring peach blossoms.

A group of people watched as Bo Yimo carried Tong Yan away, unable to turn their gaze for a long time.

Young Master Mo, he is truly handsome!

By the way, since when did Young Master Mo and Tong Hanzi become so close?

Could it be that Tong Hanzi’s teasing of Young Master Mo worked?

Typical of Tong Hanzi!

#The group’s mysterious imagination!#

Outside the set, Little Nine was already waiting by the car, and upon seeing the two of them approach, he sensibly opened the car door.

"Young Master, Dean Liu has been informed to wait at the door." Little Nine moved to the front, sat in the driver’s seat, lowered the partition in the middle, and reported to Bo Yimo, "I’ve already sent Xiao Er to investigate this matter..."

Little Nine didn’t avoid Tong Yan while saying these things, as she was the person the young master cherished the most, the future Young Madam of the Bo Family—why shouldn’t she know?

Tong Yan couldn’t quite believe it, "Dean Liu? What Dean Liu?"

It wasn’t what she thought, surely she misheard.

Little Nine nodded solemnly, "Dean Liu of the city hospital."

Tong Yan: ...

Hehehehehe, someone tell her why a little sprain would alarm the dean.

How would she face Dean Liu’s expression when he found out it was just a sprain!

"Isn’t this unnecessary?" Tong Yan tentatively asked. She felt embarrassed! Such a small injury didn’t even warrant a trip to the hospital!

She really couldn’t imagine what kind of headlines would appear in the newspaper tomorrow.

Like some unknown actress putting on airs to alarm the dean!

Or maybe a lesser-known celebrity with a shocking background, suspected of being a kept woman!

...

Little Nine was very serious, "Miss Tong’s matters are all big matters and must be taken seriously, without any negligence."

Okay, Tong Yan gave up.

The car started moving, Little Nine was skilled at driving, and the car was very luxurious, so the journey was very smooth.

Only now did Tong Yan realize...

She had been in Emperor Bo’s arms the whole time!

She had been carried like a princess by Emperor Bo!

That meant she was sitting on his lap!

This posture was too ambiguous!

She totally couldn’t handle it!

Tong Yan twisted her body but didn’t break free, so she could only say, "Young Master Mo, put me down."

Bo Yimo hummed, his voice somewhat hoarse, seductive, "Don’t move."

The partition in the middle separated the front and rear seats, forming a small private world, enclosed and quiet, with only the sound of their breathing intertwined in a slight lingering aroma.