Wei Jingjing glanced over and saw only Song Fengzhi behind Bo Yan, indicating that they had already gathered information on Xia Siyu’s location and hurried over.
Bo Yan asked, "Is she inside?"
Wei Jingjing nodded.
Bo Yan stopped talking, pushed the door open, and then quickly shut it behind him. Wei Jingjing, outside the door, could still hear him locking it.
Well, it seems the plane ticket will need to be changed. When to reschedule it will depend on when Xia Siyu is happy.
**
After entering, Bo Yan also noticed that Xia Siyu had drawn the curtains, leaving the room in complete darkness. Looking further in, Xia Siyu was lying sprawled out on the bed. Despite the bed being huge, she insisted on laying diagonally, with the quilt kicked to one side, and her pajamas worn ssily, one side lifted to reveal her white belly.
Bo Yan couldn’t help but chuckle and went over to cover her with the blanket. As he was doing so, he heard her mumbling sothing. He leaned closer to listen: "Bo Yan... bastard..."
This ti, Bo Yan hadn’t deliberately ignored her. He’d been in a remote area for work, trying to capture the best shots and staying there for two days. The signal was weak, making phone calls difficult, not to ntion using the internet. While contacting the outside world wasn’t hard, just a three-kiloter drive would suffice, Bo Yan was pressed for ti with filming and wanted to get through with it quickly, so he stayed there.
The conditions in the mountains weren’t good either, and he hadn’t had a proper place for a shower in the past two days, resorting to makeshift solutions where he could.
Once he received the ssage successfully, he was already on his way to catch a flight early this morning. Considering the late hour, Xia Siyu was probably resting, and he didn’t want to disturb her. Besides, having shot continuously for several nights, he was exhausted and fell asleep on the flight, catching up on sleep en route to the studio after landing.
When Xia Siyu said "not punctual," she probably didn’t just an his delay in coming today but also his lack of response to her. This would have to be explained later.
Bo Yan didn’t disturb her, instead turned to go to the bathroom. He had only changed his clothes, returned the props, and hadn’t even removed his makeup. Quickly, he began taking off the makeup. Due to an ad shoot, he had shaved earlier, so he simply tidied up a bit more and finally took a shower.
To avoid waking her, he dried his hair and dressed in the bathroom.
But even with these efforts, Xia Siyu was still awakened. She rubbed her sleepy eyes, kicked off the blanket with one foot, and groggily sat up. Upon seeing Bo Yan erging from the bathroom with just a towel, she instantly flew into a rage and threw a pillow at him: "Bo Yan, you big bastard!"
Bo Yan caught the pillow and took another step forward. Xia Siyu turned to throw sothing else, but he already caught her hand. Furious, Xia Siyu thought this scoundrel wanted to use force, so she began to wriggle and protest: "Let go of ! Do you not value your life or want another beating?"
Bo Yan was amused yet exasperated. He didn’t want to argue with her, and luckily, the angle prevented her from kicking him. She could kick or hit any other place, though. His voice, slightly tired and hoarse, carried a certain charm in the dim room: "I’ll just say three things. First, I’m sorry—I shouldn’t have been late and shouldn’t have delayed in replying to your ssages. Second, I’ve barely slept in the past 72 hours, and the mountain signal was terrible. Third, seeing you full of energy and lively, makes really happy."
Xia Siyu snorted, "Save your sweet talk..."
Before she could finish, Bo Yan collapsed, and Xia Siyu thought, Ha! Just as I guessed, this man really intends to use force!
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