Bo Yan's cognition has completely exceeded Ye Xiao's thinking scope. He has not been exposed so bluntly and recklessly, or they have always lived under pressure, with clear classes and dared not cross the line.

But Bo Yan is different. When she was young, she was suppressed and had a thought of fighting in her heart. Therefore, when she encountered similar situations, she formed a kind of self-protection - that is, to fight back to the same degree of attack on her.

"I want to say so much. Also, I have finished all the projects I want to contact today. If I have to pull me and add time, it can only be considered corporal punishment. Unless I give me a reasonable reason to point out my mistakes, I will accept punishment. If not-" Bo Yan paused, "I will not obey your command and continue to pick up the knife to contact me."

"Do you want to go against me?"

Ye Xiao looked at Bo Yan's face and his voice suddenly became chill. He naturally knew that Bo Yan had a backlash in his heart, but this was not what he wanted to care about. In other words, what did Bo Yan think about it, it's all his business?

All he had to do was to hone his skills in a beautiful face.

“Try it right?”

When Bo Yan heard this, he didn't know whether to laugh at Ye Xiao or herself, and chuckled softly.

"I have been fighting this battle for at least ten years."

She left this sentence and turned around and left. When she left, she followed the sword and put it back on the original shelf softly and smoothly when she passed by the shelf.

"Get off early, Coach Ye."

Bo Yan walked out of the temple and it was pitch black outside. It was already late at night. A crescent moon above her head was shining with scattered cold white light, making her back look slender and lonely.

Ye Xiao was thinking, what did this woman have experienced in the past, so that the shadow could be so lonely.

Retracting his gaze, he finally said no other words to attack Bo Yan. Seeing her figure disappear outside the dojo, Ye Xiao also walked out. When passing by Bo Yan's knife, the man stretched out his hand in a tragic way and slowly stroked the blade, as if he was feeling its temperature.

When that woman held the knife, it turned out...is it so cold?

*******

"I can't find out Bo Yan's news."

Tang Wei, who was sitting in the president's office, had turned around for a few rounds of chairs. When he turned around, Xu Shengmin also looked solemn, "Is Bo Yan missing like this? No, I was sent to the special training like this, there is no news at all? I don't think it's possible unless someone is artificially blocking you."

"This is what I don't understand the least, why I'm blocked."

Tang Wei's eyes were as sharp as a knife, "Can you check there?"

"I'm sorry, no, Lan Qiqi seems to know a little."

Xu Shengmin touched her chin, "After all, she is Bo Yan's best friend, but Lan Qiqi is always hostile to you, and it is unlikely that she will tell you."

"Then you go, won't it be fine?"

Tang Wei curled his lips with a sneer, "Are you and Lan Qiqi happy enemies? Please help me ask, maybe I can ask something."

"Which eye did you see my happy enemy with her? How could I find her with a shameless face?"

Xu Shengmin was determined, "You lost your own woman, think of a way!"

The four words "Own woman" rarely make Tang Wei's brow jump.
Chapter completed!