My ex-girlfriend's best friends are getting restless right after the breakup.

Chapter 129 An Eye for an Eye

Xu Yueqing: "Aren't you going to do anything about it?"

Zhou Lingyan replied instantly: "How can I care? I'm thousands of miles away. Do I have a private rocket?"

Xu Yueqing: "Don't you have surveillance footage? Why don't you take a look and you'll know?"

Zhou Lingyan stared at the message and remained silent for three seconds.

Then she opened the monitoring app on her phone.

I hesitated for a moment.

They left again.

Click again.

Then exit.

Finally, she threw her phone aside and grabbed a cushion, punching it twice.

"I won't watch! It'll make me angry! I won't watch!"

She bit her lip and silently vowed in her heart: Zhao Lulu, if you dare to mess around in my house, I'll tear you apart when I get back!

Five minutes later.

She picked up her phone again and opened the monitoring app.

I stared at the screen for three seconds.

In the living room, Chen Bo leaned back on the sofa, scrolling through his phone, with no one around him.

Zhou Lingyan breathed a sigh of relief.

Just then, Zhao Lulu appeared on the screen.

She pushed open the door and came in, dressed in a flamboyant manner, carrying a large bag of things.

Zhou Lingyan's blood pressure spiked.

But she didn't turn off the surveillance cameras.

She just stared at the screen, watching Zhao Lulu put the things on the coffee table, watching her sit down next to Chen Bo, watching her lean over and talk to Chen Bo.

Zhao Lulu wore a burgundy slip dress tonight. The silk fabric shimmered softly under the lights, and the neckline was just right, revealing a patch of fair collarbone and chest.

The dress's fitted waist accentuates a slender figure, and when sitting down, the hemline rises slightly, revealing a section of smooth calves.

Her long hair was loose, with one side tucked behind her ear, revealing her delicate earlobe and the dangling pearl earring.

As she bent down to put something down, the strap of her tank top slipped slightly. She casually flicked it off, a languid yet alluring movement.

Zhou Lingyan gritted her teeth; her eyes could kill!

Then she saw Chen Bo look up at Zhao Lulu in the surveillance footage and nod.

Zhou Lingyan was very satisfied. He was indeed the man she had chosen; a true gentleman.

He's absolutely perfect as long as he's not seduced by a beauty like his best friend!

Zhao Lulu took things out of the bag—snacks, drinks, and fruit—and laid them out on the coffee table.

As she bent over, the neckline of her slip dress opened, revealing an alluring curve. Her long hair fell down, covering half of her face, but it couldn't hide the faint smile on her lips.

Zhou Lingyan's breathing became rapid. That damned Zhao Lulu.

No, what if Chen Bo appears on it? Wouldn't that be insulting Chen Bo?

green tea!

Definitely green tea!

But Zhou Lingyan still didn't turn off the surveillance.

She just stared, stared, stared—

It wasn't until Zhao Lulu moved closer to Chen Bo that I saw her.

They're getting closer!

Zhao Lulu moved again.

They're getting closer!

She turned to face Chen Bo, her skirt riding up a little higher with her movement, her thighs barely visible beneath the silk.

She braced herself on the sofa with one hand, leaning slightly forward. This posture made the neckline of her dress hang lower, making the curve below her collarbone even more distinct.

She had a faint scent of perfume mixed with the fragrance of her hair, which filled the space between the two of them.

Zhou Lingyan finally couldn't hold back any longer, grabbed her phone, and dialed Chen Bo's number.

Living room of Zhou Lingyan's home at Yunding Mountain Villa.

Chen Bo was watching Zhao Lulu take out snacks when his phone rang.

He picked it up and looked at Zhou Lingyan.

Chen Bo raised an eyebrow, answered the call, and put it on speakerphone.

"Feed?"

"Chen Bo!" Zhou Lingyan's voice came through the receiver, both fierce and gentle—fierce because she was angry, gentle because it was directed at Chen Bo. "Is Zhao Lulu next to you?"

Chen Bo glanced at Zhao Lulu, who was sitting upright beside him, and nodded: "Yes."

Zhou Lingyan took a deep breath: "I knew it! That thief!"

Zhao Lulu rolled her eyes. What stealing? I'm doing this openly and honestly.

She deliberately leaned closer to Chen Bo, her skirt brushing against his trouser leg, the wine-red silk making her skin appear even whiter than snow.

Zhou Lingyan continued, her voice softening considerably: "Chen Bo, just focus on your show tonight and ignore her. I may not be here in person, but my heart is with you. I'll call you as soon as your show finishes."

Chen Bo: "Okay."

Zhou Lingyan: "Also, if you see her doing anything strange later, kick her out. That's my house, and I have the right to decide who can stay."

Zhao Lulu muttered quietly beside her, "Weiwei just left some last night—"

Upon hearing this, Zhou Lingyan immediately raised her voice: "Zhao Lulu, shut up!"

Zhao Lulu made a gesture to seal her mouth, pretending to be obedient and harmless in front of Chen Bo, but the smile on her face was very smug.

She crossed her legs, her skirt slipped down, revealing a section of her shapely thigh, and her toes were painted with burgundy nail polish, which complemented the skirt perfectly.

Zhou Lingyan took a deep breath, then another, and said into the phone, "Chen Bo, I'm hanging up."

Chen Bo: "Mm."

Zhou Lingyan: "Wait!"

Chen Bo: "What's wrong?"

Zhou Lingyan was silent for two seconds, and then—a loud, clear "pop" came from the receiver.

Zhao Lulu sneered.

Zhou Lingyan's voice came again, a little shy, but more domineering: "If I kiss you, you have to kiss me back."

Chen Bo was in a difficult position, with Zhao Lulu standing nearby.

Zhao Lulu's eyes lit up.

Before Chen Bo could react, Zhao Lulu leaned over and gave him a big kiss on the cheek.

"Bo Yi"

This sound was more than twice as loud as Zhou Lingyan's.

After kissing him, Zhao Lulu did not immediately pull away. Instead, she maintained a slightly forward-leaning posture, with her lips only a few centimeters away from Chen Bo's face, her breath gently brushing against his skin.

The burgundy halter top slipped down a bit more with this movement, revealing her rounded shoulders. She blinked, her long, curled eyelashes and slightly upturned eyes carrying a hint of triumphant smile.

After the interaction ended, Zhou Lingyan hung up the phone with satisfaction.

Chen Bo was stunned; it turned out this had nothing to do with him.

Why does this feeling seem somewhat familiar?

"Chen Bo," Zhao Lulu leaned closer, her eyes sparkling, "How did you feel when I kissed you just now?"

She was so close that Chen Bo could see the fine downy hairs on her face and smell the sweet scent of perfume and her natural body odor.

The neckline of the sundress was right in front of him, its curve rising and falling slightly with his breath.

Zhou Danu might be watching the security camera. Chen Bo looked at Zhao Lulu's face, which was so close to his own, and thought for a moment, "I don't feel anything."

Zhao Lulu: "??? How could I not feel anything? I kissed you really hard!"

She pouted slightly, a gesture that made her lips appear fuller and more moist, coated with a light lip gloss that shimmered alluringly under the light.

Chen Bo: "You have no experience!"

Zhao Lulu: "————"

She felt a little wronged; didn't men prefer the original?

She looked down at herself; the burgundy halter dress accentuated her shapely figure—slim waist, long legs, and all the right curves.

Couldn't you be more patient and train them a little?