Chapter 677: The Golden House's Concubine (1)

Xia Siyu was a tiger, not a fool; her phone was fine—it was a new one Bo Yan had just replaced for her.

How could a new phone echo? She hadn't even had a chance to throw it yet. She looked down at Bo Yan's moments on his phone, noting that he usually only posted before going to bed at night, but today, he posted at one in the afternoon. Such a sudden switch to midday was definitely fishy.

She suspected Bo Yan had sneaked over here; after all, Han Yifan was here, and Han Yifan was in cahoots with him. Asking where she was eating or staying would have been a piece of cake to them. She asked again, "Are you still filming?"

While walking back, she kept an eye out. If Bo Yan were coming, he could only hide in the only private room on this floor. She headed back and found the room, standing at the doorway.

Indeed, from inside the door and from her own phone, she heard Bo Yan's voice, "Guess."