Ye Xian reflexively turned and ran, employing all the skills she had learned in her life: "Little Dog Scratching," "Frog Breath Holding," and "Butterfly Backstroke." As she fled through the water, she screamed and occasionally glanced back to see where the man behind her was.
Bo Tingshen dove into the water but didn’t rush to catch up. Instead, he watched her nonchalantly from where he was, and the slight upturn of his slender eye corners made him seem like a pervert, as if saying, "Run, run faster. If I catch you, I might just break your legs..."
Wah, wah, wah!
Ye Xian cried even louder, cursing Shangguan Yunli, that shameless and despicable man, for getting her involved with CEO, the pervert!
She swam desperately for a while but was already exhausted before reaching the shore. She turned to look behind her again.
Huh? Where’s the CEO?
Gone?
Could it be... that he found tormenting her boring and left?
If so, that would be wonderful! Ye Xian’s eyes sparkled with the light of a narrow escape. Just as she was about to swim to the shore, a huge splash erupted right in front of her, and the man appeared abruptly before her like an Evil Dragon emerging from the sea, forcing her to close her eyes from the churning water.
Bo Tingshen supported her buttocks with one hand and pressed down on her shoulder with the other, skillfully pinning her firmly against the pool wall and overshadowing her with his figure.
"Were you so eager to place your bet that you’d place ten?"
Bo Tingshen’s long, distinct fingers gently caressed her temple, his dark eyes filled with a deep shadow, "Ye Xian, since you think I’m not up to it, let me prove to you today just how adequate I am."
The man’s calloused fingertips slowly traced her slender neck, and Ye Xian, thinking he was going to strangle her, bit down on his hand in fear.
Bo Tingshen didn’t expect her reaction and, not wanting to hurt her soft teeth, didn’t pull his hand away.
Ye Xian took the chance to push him off and flee, but on land, she couldn’t outfight him, and in the water, she stood even less of a chance. She was caught back by the Evil Dragon again.
But this time, she was pulled back from behind.
Ye Xian lowered her head to look at the muscular arms wrapped around her waist, tearing up from fear. She wasn’t afraid of being hit by him anymore; she feared her true identity would be discovered.


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