This trip shouldn't have been made.
She shouldn't have stepped into the Bo Family's door.
Tong Yan felt her heart sink, but her face didn't show it. Her expression became a bit more reserved, though not cold. "Old Master, if I say it, will you listen to me?"
Old Master Bo looked indifferent, his eyes sharp, "Let's hear it."
He was somewhat curious to see what she would say.
Would she recoil, or straightforwardly express her thoughts?
With a calm voice, Tong Yan looked directly at him. Even though the person in front of her held a high and powerful position, she showed no hesitation—bold yet steady, courteous in her approach. "I disagree and will not let go. Bo Yimo is mine. Old Master, I am Bo Yimo's girlfriend. If it's about marriage, the person should be me. Dong Feifei is just an outsider, don't you think so?"
She didn't hide her relationship but stated it outright.
