Qin Baizhou looked at him, his eyes seeming to be poisoned.
Even though his gaze was sharp, when he opened his mouth, his voice seemed to carry a smile, a complete "smiling tiger," "Teacher Bo, you too."
"Certainly." Bo Yan's face was full of smiles, the two men passing by each other, one heading in and the other out.
As Bo Yan reached behind Qin Baizhou, just about to close the door, Qin Baizhou stopped him, "Bo Yan."
He didn't address him as "Teacher Bo"; clearly, he was not using the industry's way of greeting, he was going to talk private matters!
Bo Yan paused, turning back.
Qin Baizhou knew that the door was not closed, and Xia Siyu inside could hear. He had even predicted that Bo Yan daring to wait so openly outside Xia Siyu's door, was not afraid of being photographed by other guests, surveillance, or paparazzi. That meant Bo Yan must have taken measures.