Zhou Sheng drove the car, looking through the rearview mirror to see Bo Yanchen rubbing his temples and advised,
"Don't be so glum, at least Miss Tang is safe."
"You think I'm annoyed because of her? Whether she's in trouble or not, what does that have to do with me?!" Bo Yanchen retorted sharply.
"…You shouldn't be upset because of Miss Shen, either. At most, she's a femme fatale."
"Are you blind? Can someone like her even be called a femme fatale?!"
The corners of Zhou Sheng's mouth twitched,
"No, she can only be considered a calamity."
"With her malicious intentions, she doesn't even deserve to be called a calamity!"
"Right!"
"Right what? I say something, and you just agree? Don't you have any of your own opinions?!"
Zhou Sheng: "…"
Oh Lord, let me vanish right here.
Whatever I say is wrong!
It's better to be invisible!
Zhou Sheng simply played dead and stopped talking.
Then Bo Yanchen said, "Am I so overbearing that you don't even dare to speak up?"
