This isn’t just jealousy between a man and a woman—it might even be jealousy between work competitors.
Over the course of a year, he stayed by her side, watching her grow at an astonishing speed. Regardless of whether "Storm" succeeds or not this ti, Xia Siyu has undoubtedly succeeded. Her acting skills are gradually being polished. It surprised him—even made him feel a little... jealous.
Just like Shang Feifei, every ti she saw Xia Siyu, she couldn’t help but feel unsettled. She had inherited her mother’s beauty, and with her dance foundation and acting skills, she didn’t need to do much—becoming a top star ca effortlessly. anwhile, Shang Feifei had worked hard for so many years and was only now finally able to stand on equal footing with Xia Siyu.
At present, Xia Siyu is still in the learning phase, but anyone with eyes can see that her acting has room to grow. What she might beco in the future—no one can predict.
Perhaps one day, Xia Siyu might surpass even him.
To be honest, calling it jealousy wouldn’t be accurate, because Bo Yan wasn’t angry about it, nor would he secretly feel inferior to his wife, leading to psychological imbalance. But he couldn’t deny there was still so fluctuation in his emotions. He truly hadn’t expected his wife to turn out to be so outstanding—so outstanding that even he was profoundly surprised.
Xia Siyu, oblivious, was still laughing. "Tch, and you don’t talk about yourself. Whenever you join a crew, aren’t there always so flirtatious girls throwing themselves at you? The one ti I caught you, fine, but who knows how many I didn’t catch. ? I’m different. Who would dare ss with ?"
Her fierce reputation was widely known now, coupled with being Huixing Company’s signature star, leaving ordinary people too intimidated to cross her.
"It’s nothing. I was just thinking, if my wife gets so amazing in the future, maybe I’ll rely on you to take care of ."
Bo Yan quickly adjusted his emotions. Initially, he thought he could shield Xia Siyu from the world, but later, he realized that perhaps she was even more exceptional than he’d imagined.
But exceptional or not, it didn’t matter. If she could achieve great things, he was, in truth, happier than anyone else.
"Sure, I’ll take care of you!" Xia Siyu grinned. In terms of finances, she really did have more at her disposal than he did. She had debuted seven years ago and had been at the top from the start, during the entertainnt industry’s most prosperous years, amassing a fortune. Even though recent years had seen stricter regulations in the industry, reducing earnings, she still brought in tens of millions annually. After taxes and company cuts, what remained in her pocket was still substantial.
She wasn’t interested in buying luxury cars, jewelry, watches, or other extravagances. She was even too lazy to buy houses—outside of their marital ho, she had simply lived in the company’s dormitory until recently, when she moved into the Qingcheng Apartnts.
Bo Yan was different. During his student days, he had already made enough money to buy a villa. Though his career in the entertainnt industry had been rapid as well, he also partnered with Han Yifan to establish a film company, investing heavily in it. Unlike Xia Siyu, who could live off just the interest from her savings for decades, Bo’s money often went into ventures and projects.
Bo Yan chuckled, not taking her words seriously, but Xia Siyu laughed mischievously and tilted her head. "I’m serious. In the future, you can act if you want to act, direct if you want to direct. If you decide to leave the industry and pursue academic research, I’d understand. You’re so amazing—you’d excel at whatever you do. Becoming a director or doing academic work might not earn much money, but it’s still incredibly impressive. If that’s what you want to do, go for it. I’ll support you."
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