"The relationship between the two is truly enviable... To the point it's blinding. I really want to separate them."
Chu Bei's eyes flickered, a dark cloud seemed to loom over his heart, feeling intensely stifled.
Bo Yimo withdrew his gaze, his eyes landing on him, enveloped in a heavy mist, saying nothing.
Chu Bei's brows slightly furrowed, his voice very light, only audible to the two of them, "Mr. Bo, you'd better watch carefully."
Bo Yimo chuckled softly, his delicate features becoming even more charming with the smile, "Thank you for the reminder, Mr. Chu."
The two had different styles, one mischievous, one cold. Standing together, the picture was beautiful, but somehow awkward, the atmosphere seemed oddly unfriendly.
The reporters, initially excited and expectant, suddenly felt deflated, thinking there'd be news, but nothing happened! How boring!
After the two showed affection, the style of the press conference began to slowly derail.
