At the time, Bo Yanching didn't hold Nan Jiaojiao in high esteem, believing that, with her own abilities, she couldn't possibly be a match for Shen Shichu.
Little did he know that she would quietly sabotage Shen Shichu's merchandise and erase her tracks so cleanly and beautifully that Shen Shichu hadn't yet found the person responsible.
Nan Jiaojiao had never revealed how she planned to deal with Shen Shichu, nor had she ever approached Bo Yanching for help.
But, just because she didn't speak, couldn't he help her secretly?
With this in mind, Bo Yanching asked meaningfully, "Are you free lately?"
Yaen Chi's eyelids twitched.
In their circle, there was no such thing as a person with spare time.
"Quite free."
"Go add fuel to the fire," Bo Yanching said.
Yaen Chi was intrigued, "How? Blatantly or covertly?"
Bo Yanching's thin lips curled coldly, his voice colder than the autumn wind outside the window, "Without exposing your identity, hit them with everything you've got."