The next morning, it poured rain, so filming came to a halt. This was a rare moment of leisure for the crew, who were usually busy running around day and night.

Bo Yimo looked at his girl, who was eager to go out and have fun with the crew, and smirked, "Baby, you need to protect me."

He’s possibly the only man who could ask a woman to protect him with such a righteous and shameless demeanor.

His words successfully stopped Tong Yan in her tracks. She looked confused, protect what?

"Baby, what if an assassin suddenly shows up?" Bo Yimo’s eyes were full of amusement, "Baby, I’m so scared."

Everyone gave him a look of disdain. Are you sure it’s fear and not excitement?

Who was the one who fought unarmed against an armed assassin for hours, and didn’t even get out of breath?

With your skills, ten assassins wouldn’t be a match for you.

Such an obvious lie, who would believe it?

Oh, someone actually did believe it.

Tong Yan looked worried, "That’s right, what if the assassin brings backup?"

Little Nine, hiding in the shadows, wanted desperately to step out. The Young Master isn’t alone; he has Little Nine. Ever since the incident, there have been quite a few bodyguards stationed around. There wouldn’t be any issues.

Young Madam, don’t be fooled by the Young Master.

Tong Yan thought for a moment, then bid farewell to the others, letting them go have fun on their own while she stayed to protect the movie star!

Everyone: ╮(╯▽╰)╭

Women in love have zero IQ, and Little Fatty is even worse, being turned into mush instantly.

So, Tong Yan stuck close to Bo Yimo. When he read, she watched him nearby. When he closed his eyes to rest, she sat beside him. When he ate, she... ate too.

She didn’t leave his side.

Anyone else would have been fed up by now, but Bo Yimo remained indifferent and relaxed, even showing a bit of enjoyment as if he relished it.

Every time Tong Yan wanted to go out and have fun, Bo Yimo would remind her about the assassin, so she would willingly stay by his side to protect him.

Occasionally, having an assassin show up wouldn’t be so bad. Next time, maybe Little Nine should pretend to be the assassin, Bo Yimo thought joyfully, his eyes filled with laughter.

After following for several days, Tong Yan accidentally saw Little Nine talking to a bodyguard, and the realization dawned on her. What being alone, what fear, it was all a lie. There was Little Nine.

All these days, she’d been played!

Tong Xiaopang, whose IQ finally came online, was furious and felt bullied. She packed up her things and left without saying a word to Bo Yimo. 𝐟𝕣𝗲𝕖𝕨𝗲𝐛𝗻𝗼𝐯𝗲𝚕.𝗰𝚘𝐦

She was angry and wanted to protest!

Bo Yimo called Little Nine over, "Go protect her, just don’t let her find out."

Little Nine hesitated for a moment, "But Young Master, you..."

"My skills are better than yours."

Bo Yimo’s straightforward statement brought silent tears to Little Nine. Indeed, he couldn’t beat the Young Master; his skills were out of this world.

Bo Yimo paused, then spoke nonchalantly, "If any other man bothers her, don’t hold back."

At once, Little Nine understood the Young Master’s intentions. Protection wasn’t the main reason. After all, with Young Madam’s skills, unless they were professionals, hardly anyone could beat her. The main point was to nip any potential rivals in the bud.

Truly, he was thoughtful and considerate.

"Never mind, have Little Six protect her instead. You stay with me, I feel uneasy otherwise."

This was a dismissal.

Little Nine caught on, feeling like he’d taken a hit straight to the heart, as if hearing the words "Little Nine Game Over" echoing perpetually in his mind.