Salted Fish Goes to the Entertainment Industry for Gossip

"What?! Why would you do that, Yao? And why go there without us? Take us with you!" Bo Zhe shrieked, bracing both hands on the coffee table. Fang Yao's sudden announcement had caught him completely off guard.

The entertainment industry was packed with gossip and scandals. There was no way she was getting all of it to herself.

Crack!

Bo Miao's head tilted to one side. Her laid-back sister-in-law was finally getting off the couch. That was fine, but she wanted to leave them behind and enjoy the gossip alone? Was this good news or bad news?

If Bo Miao hadn't looked perfectly fine, Fang Yao would have thought that crack meant she'd broken her neck.

Fang Yao recoiled in disgust as Bo Zhe sprayed spit everywhere.

"Just talk. Why are you spitting all over the place? That's disgusting." Fang Yao pinched a tissue between two fingers, intending to wipe it up, but the sight turned her stomach too much to touch it.

Bo Zhe rolled his eyes at Fang Yao, snatched the tissue from her hand, and wiped it clean in no time. Under her watchful gaze, he sat back down where he had been.

"With the way you look, Yao, you'd be walking straight into the wolves' den!"

The thought of men getting lecherous made Bo Zhe clench his fists. As if they had appeared right in front of him, he swung a punch and sent one flying.

Bo Miao jolted awake. That woman from yesterday was in the entertainment industry, wasn't she?

"I think Yao wants to go straight to the source and get all the gossip," Bo Miao said cautiously. "I have a feeling yesterday's business isn't over!"

"Just for gossip? That's great!" Bo Zhe knew Fang Yao would travel to the ends of the earth