Zhou Yao felt a bit flustered inside, "Boss Bo, why are you so angry, why so mad? Wasn't the original intention just to keep Jian Dan away from you?
Now it's just a successful part of the plan, don't you actually like keeping a distance from Jian Dan? In other words, is it that you like her."
Is it that you like her.
These words, like a spell, have been swirling in Bo Qin's mind for a week, catching him off guard.
There was even no room for maneuver.
He felt worse than a beast, and on a new Monday, he asked Secretary Zhou to book a plane ticket for him. Ever since that day Zhou Yao said those words, he had been restless, worried that he had come to the wrong conclusion.
Upon hearing about booking a plane ticket, he was taken aback and asked, "A ticket to where."
"Feng City."
"Oh." After responding, Zhou Yao's face changed several times, "Boss Bo said where to go?"
"Feng City."
