"Shut up, you pig-brained fool!"
Anger flashed through Han Che's clenched teeth, and he wished he could slap Chen Yi unconscious.
His hands trembling, he scrolled through the photo album. It couldn't be buried any longer. With eyes closed, he sent them all to Master Bo.
Bo's.
Just after meeting with several department managers, Bo Yanching saw Han Chuan walk in, presenting an iPad to him.
"Master, Jih Mingyue is secretly spreading rumors about you again. The silhouette photos from the last time you left the garage together, she posted clearer versions. The content of the news is the same mold, but the headlines are getting more and more excessive. I've suppressed them all; she can't make a commotion."
Bo Yanching exhaled deeply, eyes closed, his brows and eyes slightly fierce, "Didn't I tell you to ban her?"
"You didn't give a direct order, and last time, you personally took her to the hospital. The matter blew up, and at that time, you hinted not to suppress the news."
