Chapter 70: What do you want a car a bag or to pamper you

Bo Yanching gave him a cool look, “If your mouth isn’t being used, you could donate it.”

Yaen Chi leaned back to put more distance between them, “That won’t do, I have perfect features that ordinary mortals can’t match.”

There was a sneaky figure at the door, and Yaen Chi’s voice lifted, “Who’s there?”

The person hid behind the door, then after half a minute, walked out shifty-eyed.

Mo Tingshen unconsciously glanced at Bo Yanching, with a teasing look in his eyes, “Looking for you?”

Bo Yanching’s gaze lifted, his phoenix eyes both deep and heavy, the cool look falling on the woman at the door.

Jih Mingyue stood awkwardly, her head bowed, not daring to look at anyone, and her toes edged backward.

“I…”

“Come in,” Bo Yanching spoke.

Jih Mingyue almost thought she had heard wrong, snapped her head up to look inside, not daring to think too much, she hurried up to Bo Yanching’s side and explained in a low voice, “Master Bo helped me tonight, and you left in a hurry, so I followed.”

Bo Yanching’s expression was cold, his voice as if drenched in a chill breeze, “You were following me?”

“No!”

Jih Mingyue quickly denied it, afraid she was too late, “I have an event nearby tomorrow, and I’m staying here tonight.

I saw you getting out of your car at the door and followed you because I wanted to say thank you.”

She was referring to Bo Yanching standing up for her earlier that night.

Even though Lu Zhenzhen and Nan Jiaojiao had not been hurt, the words “my person” that Bo Yanching uttered directly hit her in the heart.

“There’s no need for thanks,” Bo Yanching put down his glass and asked, “Can you pour wine?”

“Ah?

Yes, yes, I can.”

Jih Mingyue sat down, her hands trembling as she touched the Lafite, the wine expensive, but the company even more so.

She poured a small half-glass, holding it with both hands and handed it over, “Master Bo, your wine.”

Bo Yanching sat still, not moving.

“Do you want me to feed it to you?”

Jih Mingyue leaned in, her breath as fragrant as orchids, her seductive voice drilling into his ear.

She wouldn’t have gotten to where she was today without serving others, being adept at flattery and seduction.

She took a sip of the wine, holding it in her mouth, then gently placed her hands on his shoulder, slightly lifting her body and puckering her lips towards Bo Yanching’s.

Just a centimeter shy, Bo Yanching tilted his head away and withdrew his hand, pulling out two tissues to wipe his shoulder where she’d touched.

He said coldly, “What do you want?

A car, a bag, or do you want me to support you?”

“Hmm?”

Jih Mingyue opened her eyes, her seductive intentions still lingering at the corner of her eyes.

As she digested his words, the wine in her mouth went down her throat, shocking her eyes wide open.

“Master Bo, what…what do you mean?”

Bo Yanching was annoyed, “Make a choice.”

Jih Mingyue didn’t dare to ask any further and boldly said, “Please support me.

I want to be famous.

Director Chen’s next film is looking for an actress and it’s a big IP.”

“Do you know the Director’s phone number?”

“I do.”

Bo Yanching slammed his phone on the table, “Use mine to call the Director.”

Jih Mingyue took a deep breath, she knew what this meant.

There were many actresses in the circle with backers, but none were as solid as Third Master Bo!

She called Director Chen, deliberately revealing that she was using Bo Yanching’s phone.

After hanging up, Han Chuan had another number come in, Director Chen apparently having found out from somewhere and asked a few questions.

Han Chuan generously admitted, “Yes, it’s true.”

In less than five minutes, the fiercely coveted role landed in Jih Mingyue’s hands.

“Master Bo, does this mean you’re, well, taking care of me?”

Bo Yanching gave her a detached glance and didn’t speak, instead lifting another glass to take a sip.