Chapter 85

Wang Bo returned to the room, and the two girls, noticing he seemed troubled, asked him what he had talked about with the policewoman outside.

"Oh, nothing much," he replied, regaining his composure, "One of our school team's juniors acted bravely, and she was a witness. I want to invite her for an interview to confirm the incident. By the way, President Jin, this will trouble your father again. Could you ask him to arrange a journalist to do an interview? It could be a short segment on any program, to promote positive social values."

Jin Xiaoli couldn't help but be curious about his enthusiasm and asked a few more questions. She then learned that he was considering the team's strength and that Lei Hu's actions were indeed commendable and worth promoting. She agreed to mention it to her father when she got home.

After settling this matter, Wang Bo felt more assured. The policewoman had a strong sense of justice, so she didn't refuse to help. However, when she agreed, she suddenly asked him, "Aren't you worried the kidnappers might come back for revenge?"

At the time, her question caught him off guard, and he instinctively became alert, his eyes sharp. Although he quickly laughed it off and said he believed the police would catch the kidnappers soon, he felt that Peng Zhenzhen's question had a hidden agenda. What had she discovered?

Peng Zhenzhen left the hotel and found a place to continue her stakeout. Her deliberate probing was to slightly provoke Wang Bo, and his reaction was indeed as she had expected—alert and trying to cover up. This made her even more suspicious that Wang Bo was hiding something from the police.

Her actions might seem like stirring up trouble, but in reality, she hoped to provoke Wang Bo into contacting the "driver" and giving him a warning. This way, she would have a chance to track down the "driver's" exact whereabouts.

Jin Xiaoli's condition improved, and she no longer felt dizzy. Realizing her disheveled appearance, she felt a bit embarrassed and began to tidy herself up. Liu Yan, noticing this, poked her waist and hinted that she shouldn't give up, and to act opportunistically, even pretending to faint if necessary.

Their initial plan was for Jin Xiaoli to pretend to faint from heatstroke, allowing Liu Yan to leave the room and give Wang Bo and Jin Xiaoli some alone time. Then, Liu Yan would return at the right moment. If Wang Bo took advantage of the situation or tried to do something inappropriate, they could catch him red-handed and use it as leverage to make him behave.

However, things didn't go as planned. Not only did Xiaoli really suffer from heatstroke, but a policewoman also interfered, complicating the situation. They now didn't know what to do next. There was a backup plan, but it was too bold and had been rejected by Jin Xiaoli. Should they now act on it?

Wang Bo was still sitting in the chair, thinking about the kidnapping case and whether he should contact Old Seven to warn him. Liu Yan got up from the bed, shook her clothes, and said, "Oh, I'm all sweaty from running to buy medicine. I'm going to take a shower. Wait a moment."

Without waiting for their surprised reactions, she walked into the bathroom. Jin Xiaoli was surprised because Liu Yan was executing the "backup plan," while Wang Bo was surprised that she would take a shower at this time, treating him like an insider.

The bathroom door was partially transparent at the top and frosted at the bottom. If someone was showering inside, someone outside could see clearly by standing on tiptoe!

Soon, the sound of water came from the bathroom. Jin Xiaoli kept an eye on Wang Bo, watching for any signs of him moving towards the bathroom door. Fortunately, he was preoccupied with his thoughts, sitting still and unmoving, like a meditating monk.

Jin Xiaoli had no choice but to continue cooperating with Liu Yan's plan. "Wang Bo, I'm still a bit dizzy. Could you massage my head?" she asked, feigning weakness and pressing her temples with a furrowed brow.

"Sure!" Wang Bo, concerned about her condition, reacted quickly and walked over without much thought. Jin Xiaoli, who had been leaning against the bed, moved to sit at the edge when he approached, then looked up at him with wide eyes.

The pose was too intimate, making Wang Bo blink several times. "Why don't you turn around? I can massage your back better that way."

She shook her head. "No, it's mainly my forehead. You can't see where to press if I turn around."

"Okay... fine," he said, extending his hands and gently pressing her smooth forehead, moving his fingers slowly. "Tell me if it's too hard. I'm strong, and sometimes I can't control the pressure."

Jin Xiaoli slowly closed her eyes and let out a low moan that sent shivers down Wang Bo's spine. He couldn't help but tremble, thinking, "Is it really that comfortable? She's moaning so loudly!"

However, he didn't stop. He applied a bit more pressure, and Jin Xiaoli, who was genuinely enjoying the massage due to her dizziness, blushed slightly. Although she felt a bit embarrassed about Liu Yan's plan, she couldn't help but moan softly.

Wang Bo was inevitably stimulated. He felt he would embarrass himself if he continued to listen to her alluring moans, so he tried to focus and ignore her sounds.

However, his eyes were drawn to her slightly parted red lips. The sight made him nervous, and as he looked down, he saw the deep cleavage revealed by the two unbuttoned buttons on her shirt. He couldn't help but stare.

His self-control was lost. The enticing moans in his ears and the captivating view before his eyes made his heart race. His pants quickly bulged, and he unconsciously increased the pressure of his hands.

Liu Yan, wearing a bathrobe, came out of the bathroom, drying her hair. Suddenly, she heard a high-pitched cry from the room: "Ah!" Jin Xiaoli seemed to have been pricked by something and then complained, "You hurt me..."

Liu Yan's eyes widened, thinking they were doing something. She rushed over to see what was happening. Seeing Jin Xiaoli sitting on the bed and Wang Bo's hands in the air, she realized that Xiaoli was still following the backup plan and hadn't overreacted. However, that cry was too strange. Was it really necessary to be so dramatic?

Jin Xiaoli was embarrassed by her own moans and, seeing Liu Yan rush in, quickly covered her face and stood up. "I'm going to take a shower too."

As she rushed into the bathroom, Wang Bo and Liu Yan looked at each other. He pointed at her attire, "Why didn't you put on your clothes first?"

"I wanted to wait until my hair was dry," Liu Yan replied, continuing to dry her hair. Lowering her head, she accidentally saw something unusual about Wang Bo's pants. At first, she didn't think much of it, but then she realized what it was. She stopped drying her hair, opened her mouth in shock, and pointed at Wang Bo, "You're hard?"

Wang Bo almost choked. He turned away from her, pretending to pull the curtains, "What are you talking about? Dry your hair quickly..."

"Why are you pulling the curtains? What are you planning to do?" Liu Yan asked, startling him. He quickly opened the curtains again, "Nothing, just thought the room was too bright. If you don't like it, leave it open."

Liu Yan looked back at the bathroom, then at Wang Bo's back. She thought, "Xiaoli is truly impressive. She made such an effect so easily, but Wang Bo seems to have strong self-control and hasn't done anything inappropriate. This won't work; we can't catch him in the act. What should we do?"

She bit her lip and rolled her eyes mischievously, thinking it was time for her to take action. Otherwise, Xiaoli would say she had fled first and contributed nothing.

So she cleared her throat and asked, "Wang Bo, what were you and Xiaoli doing just now?"

He turned around and replied, "Nothing much, just massaging her head because she had a headache." He had calmed down and was more composed.

Liu Yan walked to the bed and said, "Oh, you can massage? Could you do the same for me? I've been sitting in front of the computer watching TV too much, and my back and shoulders are stiff and sore..."

She lay down on the bed, burying her head in the pillow. Wang Bo inwardly groaned. Was she going to compete with this too? He had only massaged Jin Xiaoli a few times, and she was already jealous?

Shaking his head, he reluctantly approached and started massaging her neck. At first, it was fine, and he only heard her occasional muffled moans. As his hands moved down, perhaps he hit the right spot, and Liu Yan suddenly lifted her head and moaned, "Yes, right there, keep going, harder!"

Wang Bo's head buzzed, feeling a rush of blood to his face, which turned red like he had drunk alcohol. He continued massaging according to her instructions.

"Ah... uh..." Liu Yan's moans became increasingly unbearable, "Slower... wait... not there... yes... up, ah..."

The bathroom door creaked open, and Jin Xiaoli, with wet hair and wrapped in a towel, rushed out, "What are you two doing!" She saw Wang Bo massaging Liu Yan as planned and inwardly scolded Liu Yan for being so dramatic, making her think the worst and rush out of the shower halfway through.

Wang Bo quickly raised his hands and blushed, "I was just massaging her, nothing else!"

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