Too Biased!

"Are you avoiding responsibility even as we hold hands?" Bo Yi's touch on her hand was gentle as he spoke, "It might be too late now."

Although Fang Yuan contemplated pulling her hand away, Bo Yi's grasp was resolute. "Stay still."

His voice carried a seductive allure as he whispered into her ear, "I'm afraid I might hurt you."

These words seemed to carry a different implication to Fang Yuan's ears.

....

Jin'an Garden.

Cheng Yuqi stole occasional glances at her watch. The clock had already struck 8 in the evening; why hadn't the rural simpleton returned home yet? Was it possible that she had embarrassed herself at Grandpa Bo's earlier and was now too embarrassed to face her return? If that were the case, things were about to become much more interesting! She eagerly anticipated witnessing the country bumpkin's humiliation.

Several young women were gathered around Cheng Yuqi.