Xi Meng's Nightmare

Fang Yao watched through the binoculars, occasionally taking a sip of milk tea from Bo Hanmo's hand.

"Bo Hanmo, you're losing your charm. A woman turned you down."

"Hahaha, oh my god, come look! That guy's nowhere near as good as you. I don't know what Chen Qing sees in him."

"Oh, they're kissing. Ugh, I'm going to throw up. How can Chen Qing even kiss him?"

Fang Yao's chatter was music to Bo Hanmo's ears. But when he heard that the two were kissing, he snatched her binoculars away.

"Don't look. You'll get a stye, and you're afraid of pain! So if you see that kind of stuff, close your eyes and look away, got it?"

Fang Yao was speechless. Did Bo Hanmo have to be so childish? And what was with that tone? Was he lecturing her like a three-year-old? Besides, looking wouldn't give her a stye!

If you don't want me to watch, just say so. You don't have to give me such a childish lecture.

But why did she feel so sweet inside?

What she thought was one thing; what she said was another. "Got it. I won't watch anymore. Can we keep this from those brats? I have a feeling something's going to go wrong."

Especially with Xi Meng. I hope she stays with Bo Zhe and the others instead of going off alone. Otherwise...

Once Fang Yao saw them enter the hotel, there was nothing interesting left to watch. While waiting to find out when they would come out, she grew sleepy and settled into Bo Hanmo's arms for an afternoon nap.

"Go keep an eye on Xi Meng. Don't let anything happen to her," Bo Hanmo said quietly toward the shadows.

"Okay, boss." Someone hidden nearby followed her.

"Who's there? Where