Everyone's gaze was intense, fearing they might miss Bo Yan's response with just a blink.
Xie Cheng knew Bo Yan all too well; the press conference reminded him of the first few months after his debut when Bo Yan clashed with the media, leaving him speechlessly facepalming.
His heart quivered; at such an old age, he hoped the great actor Bo Yan would show some restraint.
But then.
Bo Yan, "Because he owes."
Xie Cheng's eyes widened, and his vision darkened, expecting Bo Yan to hold steady was like a fool's dream.
Hiss—
Many reporters in the audience took a sharp intake of breath. Another asked, "Bo Yan, would you mind sharing the reason he owes you?"
Bo Yan's thin lips curved up as he addressed the questioning reporter, "Oh, you mean that? Of course, it's because he wanted to take advantage of me."
The reporters: "..."
