The three-story detached villa was spacious, and just the men’s bathroom alone was the size of a typical three-bedroom apartment. Ye Xian groped around for a while, and just as she turned on the faucet, she sensed a shadow looming behind her, dimly blocking the light above her head.
She jerked her head up and saw the man in the mirror, uttering a shriek, "Ah—"
Bo Tingshen: "Scream a little louder."
"You..." Ye Xian turned around, furious and embarrassed, looking at him, "Are you trying to scare me to death? Why are you following me?"
"Following you? Can’t I be here?"
Ye Xian saw the men’s restroom sign, "..."
She held back.
"Of course, this is your house; where can’t you go?"
Three sinks, and he just had to fight over the one she was using.
Ye Xian quickly washed her hands and turned to leave, not expecting... the man’s tall and handsome figure was standing in front of her, his broad chest, seductive Adam’s apple, and the determined line of his jaw perfectly blocking her way out.
"President Bo, could you please step aside?"
Ye Xian’s tone was icy, but the warm breath she exhaled silently spread to the man’s slightly open collar, slid down his Adam’s apple, and disappeared bit by bit into his wheat-colored, firm chest.
Bo Tingshen looked down at her, "Have you taken your driving test yet?"
What?
What kind of non-sequitur was this conversation?
Ye Xian frowned, looking at him strangely, "No, I haven’t."
"Then you went racing?"
The man’s gaze was deep and somber, carrying a rare sternness, as if an adult was lecturing a child.
Rac...
Wait, how did he know about the racing with Cheng Zidong?


Yes, it’s not his place to be concerned...

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