The splintering debris pricked his feet, and Bo Yichen's reaction was as if several knives had simultaneously stabbed him, causing him to shrink back in fear.
"Aren't you just a plaything! If others can play with you, why can't I? Is it just money you want? Name your price, it's not like I can't afford it!"
"What do you count as!"
Nan Jiaojiao initially wanted to ignore this person since this wasn't her place, and even Bo Yanching didn't feel much affection for it. As for his relationships with Bo family members, she never asked, but the one lying on the ground was definitely someone he loathed.
Moreover, the man's words were too harsh, and even if she wanted to hold back, she couldn't suppress her temper.
She cursed and was about to leave but felt unsatisfied and returned to add another insult, "You're not even worth one of Bo Yanching's fingers!"
As soon as the words were spoken, Bo Yichen's face changed again, unable to hide the malice and jealousy.
