Anna

At that moment, Ye Shuang immediately rushed to the back of the car and pulled Alice out of the trunk.

Alice shouted excitedly, "Ye Shuang!"

"It's good that you're alright." Ye Shuang held Alice under one arm, causing her to sway slightly. She couldn’t help but look up and ask, "Shouldn’t this be a princess carry?"

"I can carry you with one hand."

"That’s… not the point, is it?"

Meanwhile, Bobo forcefully dragged out another fat man. From his rough handling and the screams coming from the other side, it was clear just how furious Bobo was—like a beast gone mad.

"Serves you right, hmph." Alice’s face was still swollen.

……

"D-don’t come any closer!" The fat man rolled on the ground after being dragged out. He scrambled to his feet, and upon seeing the other man—now twisted and barely human—he pulled out a switchblade in terror.

"Stay back! You monster!"

Bobo tossed the skinny man aside like trash and then advanced toward the fat man.

With each step, the fat man’s resolve crumbled further. Staring into Bobo’s cold eyes, he finally turned and ran—only to be caught by someone waiting in the bushes.

"Good, good. We made it in time, no serious harm done." Ye Shuang gently set Alice down and bent to untie her ropes.

But then he noticed her skirt was slightly damp and paused.

"This is…"

"D-don’t ask!" Alice’s face flushed bright red as if she’d been scalded. "Th-they wouldn’t let me go to the bathroom earlier."

Perhaps overwhelmed by embarrassment, she suddenly burst into tears, tilting her head back and wailing, "I hate this…"

Bobo approached just then. His clothes were shredded by glass shards, and thin bloodstains covered his body.

Noticing why Alice was crying, Bobo grabbed his collar and tore his shirt clean off with a sharp rip. His muscles, each the size of a steamed bun, gave him the imposing presence of Oliva from Baki.

"Miss Alice, let’s return to the hotel now." Bobo gently wrapped his torn shirt around her waist. Given his massive frame, it draped over her like a long skirt.

Alice looked down at her makeshift "dress," her tear-reddened eyes calming slightly.

"Your face is swollen—does it hurt?" Ye Shuang finally noticed the bruise on her cheek, clearly from a strike. After a moment’s thought, he turned to Bobo. "Is there a fridge in the car? Some ice would help reduce the swelling."

"Yes. Miss Alice, please come with me."

"Mm."

Back in the car, Alice seemed to have fully settled. She curled up beside Ye Shuang, clutching his sleeve.

Ye Shuang pressed an ice pack to her injured cheek while glancing at Bobo in the driver’s seat.

"What’ll happen to those two?"

"Specialists will handle it. You needn’t worry, Mr. Ye Shuang." Bobo had reverted to his usual gentle demeanor, smiling faintly.

Though driving shirtless might attract attention from traffic cameras.

"How did you find me?" Alice muttered.

"Thanks to Mr. Ye Shuang. He spotted one of their accomplices, and we… persuaded him to talk." Bobo explained.

Alice: "……"

"Next time, let Bobo stay with you. You don’t want to end up in the mountains, do you?" Ye Shuang asked.

"Hmph."

Alice snorted, then buried her face in Ye Shuang’s arm. "Let me lean on you for a bit."

Ye Shuang simply smiled.

The car drove on for a while longer.

"Drop me off here. I need to go back to Yu You and the others." Seeing the farmhouse lights, Ye Shuang spoke up.

"I’ll pull up to the entrance."

"Alright."

As Ye Shuang stepped out, Bobo said, "Mr. Ye Shuang, thank you for your help tonight. We’ll properly express our gratitude another time—there’s much to settle now."

"Don’t mention it. Alice is…" He almost said Alice is Yu You’s sister after all, but reconsidered. "Alice is my friend. No need for formalities. Let her rest and recover tonight."

"Understood."

After Ye Shuang got out, Bobo waved, and the car vanished into the night, leaving only two distant red taillights.

Ye Shuang: "……"

His gaze shifted to a nearby window.

[Entered: 4]

[Remaining: 0]

"‘Entered 4’… meaning I’ve been to that world four times now. So it’s a cumulative count." He shook his head and walked toward the farmhouse.

This thing still comes in handy sometimes.

I wonder if it can upgrade again…

……

……

Under the moonlight, the car sped onward. Bobo’s phone rang incessantly—likely the film crew checking in.

"I’m taking Miss Alice to the hotel to rest. I’ll handle the details later." Bobo answered via Bluetooth, then glanced at the backseat.

Alice sat hugging her knees, idly twirling a strand of hair. Too upset to even check her phone.

"Miss Alice."

"Mm?"

"Should we inform Madam about this?"

Alice averted her eyes and mumbled, "No… she doesn’t care anyway."

"Then… Madam Xian?"

"Don’t bother. No need to worry her for nothing." Alice buried her face in her knees. "Bobo, I’m tired."

"Just a little longer."

Half an hour later, outside a hotel, Alice showered in the bathroom.

Bobo stood guard on the balcony, maintaining a careful distance.

Soon, his phone rang again.

Recognizing the number, he answered. "Master."

A cold voice replied after a pause, "Bobo. Why didn’t you report Anna’s incident to me immediately?"

"Apologies, Master. The young mistress was distressed, and I hadn’t yet—"

"Bobo, don’t think I’m unaware of what was said in that car. Remember who you serve."

"Yes…"

"I’ll let it slide this time. Do not disappoint me again."

The call ended abruptly. Bobo pocketed his phone in silence.

"……"