CHAPTER 90: CHAPTER 90: HEAD-PATTING ATTACK

Tong Yan felt exhausted. She had just managed to grab her phone, and now, in the blink of an eye, it was snatched away again.

Why does he keep taking my phone away?

Actor, have you developed a grudge against my phone?

Take a month off?

Then what will she eat? What will she drink?

Even though "Young and Reckless" became somewhat popular and gained some recognition, it was her first drama, so how much could she have possibly earned?

The pay for "Doomsday" increased, but they’ve only filmed four episodes. She gets paid per episode, and the company takes a big cut, leaving her with very little.

If there’s a month-long gap, how much money would she be losing?

Somehow, during these tight times, she misses her past life as an actress, with earnings in the millions and the ability to take months off without worrying about making ends meet.

"I’ll take care of you, okay?" Bo Yimo’s voice was gentle, filled with endless affection, like a rich wine, intoxicating with just one whiff.

It’s not about whether I should take care of you or not, it’s about me wanting to, okay?

This is Bo Yimo’s tenderness. No matter how much he loves, he offers the basic respect, gives her freedom, and never makes her unhappy.

His love is cautious, profound, domineering, yet gentle.

Tong Yan’s thoughts were interrupted, and she suddenly realized that she had spoken out loud just now.

She was a bit worried that he might have overheard her ramblings. If he did, her last secret would be exposed. What would he think, what might he do?

Would he believe her, or would he think it’s just nonsense?

Tong Yan carefully observed Bo Yimo, trying to find an answer on his face, but his expression was as normal as ever, with no hint.

Did he not hear, or did she not say it out loud?

Whatever the case, she felt relieved.

Tong Yan sighed in relief. By the way, what did the actor say just now?

She casually asked while keeping her eyes fixed on the phone, waiting for a chance to snatch it back.

Snatch?

It’s clearly her phone, so why use the word snatch?

Bo Yimo’s lips curved slightly into a faint smile, "Take a month off, no negotiating."

Tong Yan was on the verge of tears, "Actor, this isn’t right!"

"It’s not like I’m seriously hurt. It won’t have any impact. This is a weekly drama; if it suddenly stops, the impact will be too big," Tong Yan tried to reason with him.

Bo Yimo acted as if he hadn’t heard, lowered his head to gently stroke her hair. The soft touch deepened his smile, his voice was tender, "Rest well."

With that, he turned and left.

Tong Yan was stunned!

The actor stroked her head! Wait, no, patted her head!

Why does she feel healed by this?

With just one touch from the actor, suddenly nothing seemed like a big deal anymore.

Tong Yan couldn’t help but bury her head in the covers. What should she do? Her heart was racing more and more.

Anyone treated like this wouldn’t be able to help themselves.

#CherishYourLife, StayAwayFromTheActor#

Bo Yimo left the room, headed to the innermost room, opened the door, and directly facing him was a painting. It was Tong Yan, smiling brightly while wearing a high school uniform.

At that moment, the phone rang.

Bo Yimo answered the call, and in an instant, his previously gentle demeanor turned cold, "Did you find out?"

From the other end, Xiao Er said, "Found out. It was Liu Na who tampered with the wires."

Bo Yimo flashed a bloodthirsty smile, "Detain her, I’m coming over." His voice carried a frigid chill, but only when his gaze fell on the photo of Tong Yan did it warm a bit.

Xiao Er acknowledged.