In the eyes of everyone, Bo Yan's expression was indifferent.
Unlike Xia Siyu, who was always in the spotlight, Bo Yan always wore a mask, hat, and glasses and never took off his disguise.
At this moment, faced with Xia Siyu's words and the stares from the crowd, he remained silent.
Xia Siyu frowned slightly, feeling a bit strange. Bo Yan's disgust towards her had never changed from the beginning to the end. Although he seemed to have a bit of interest in her body, they were adults, and she understood. It was not love or infatuation, just the natural desire to appreciate beauty. To put it more bluntly, it was all about the body, not the heart.
Just as she liked to admire Bo Yan's good figure, and even wanted to touch it. But that was as far as it would go, and she would not delve any deeper. Nor would she harbor any feelings of admiration or attachment towards him.
Bo Yan had always been very straightforward in responding to emotions, but this time, he was silent.