Hua Jian was so worked up, but Bo Lin only gave an offhand hum.
There was no telling whether he had taken any of it in.
Hua Jian was burning with anxiety.
But if he kept asking, would Bo Lin get annoyed?
"They talked to you about what?" Hua Jian asked sullenly. "Asked you out for drinks? You didn't go, did you? You're such a lightweight. They could take advantage of you."
"Mm."
"Did they harass you? Send you those kinds of photos?"
"What kinds of photos?"
"Nudes. Ahem, I looked it up online. That's how they arrange hookups in private."
Bo Lin raised a brow, his expression almost amused. "You're straight, yet you know all this?"
Hua Jian paused, but rather than feeling embarrassed, he said earnestly, "Your love life is uncomplicated, you're rich, and you're handsome. Those men out there are definitely after you! You have to be extremely careful when choosing a partner."
Something shifted in Bo Lin's eyes.
Before he could answer, Hua Jian noticed the cars beside them moving.
"Bo Lin, the light's green."
"Mm."
Hua Jian seemed to detect a low note in his voice and immediately reassured him. "But don't worry. I'll help you vet them properly."
Bo Lin was staying at the Camphor Hotel. Bo had been involved in construction in its early years and had taken part in building Kabin. For convenience, Bo Lin always stayed here when he came to Sea City.
"...This suite has been reserved for me ever since the hotel was built. Even when I'm not here, someone cleans it regularly. It's very clean."
The moment the key card unlocked the door, Hua Jian's eyes lit up.
Directly opposite the door were enormous floor-to-ceiling windows. Since the sunlight in Sea City was fierce, a thin layer