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He knew it was very wrong, even if they were filming a show. Even in private, she was fast asleep, oblivious to everything. For him to approach her, kiss her, maybe even take liberties with her while she was unaware—even if he held their marriage certificate—it wasn’t sothing a gentleman should do.
But his wife was lying right beside him. Unless it was an old married couple without any feelings left, how could he remain indifferent?
Moreover, she was beautiful, proud, and full of vitality, yet she was reliable when it mattered most.
In the afternoon, when she fainted, he hadn’t given it much thought and just wanted her to recover quickly. But now, in retrospect, when he held her in his arms, she was clearly thin but with curves in all the right places, not the emaciated type. Especially when he unzipped her jacket and her sweat-soaked shirt clung to her skin, those curves were even more exquisitely outlined…
Fortunately, the microphone was off, and fortunately, Xia Siyu was already sound asleep. Neither the audience nor she could hear the sound of his Adam’s apple bobbing up and down at this mont.
The most terrifying part was that while he was thinking all this, he had uncontrollably leaned towards her. Just a little closer, and he could kiss her lips.
When they got married, they were on bad terms, and they set rules from the beginning to live their own lives and not interfere with each other.
Even though they said to live their own lives, Xia Siyu had plenty of scandals, but Bo Yan had actually been observing her discreetly. Most of her scandals were fabricated for movie promotion to create a couple’s hype, or her company trying to get her to endorse newcors. Then there were those who attached themselves to her, like Zhou Weiwei’s forr boyfriend, who didn’t count for much.
It seed her private life was colorful, but in reality, it was all hollow.
The entertainnt industry is a vanity fair, but then, being in a family like theirs, everywhere was a vanity fair. However, within the vanity fair, perhaps she was too domineering, perhaps too proud, perhaps she shot to fa from the very beginning, perhaps the Xia Family backed her up. Anyway, despite the occasional strange rumors, she managed to maintain her purity.
But the mont he was about to draw close, he stopped.
He rembered Xia Siyu’s words from the afternoon: “We are a team, no one is more responsible than another, dead weight is dead weight. I won’t make excuses. Once I’ve recovered, I will work hard to catch up.”
Her purity was because she was confident in herself and worked hard enough. She didn’t think she was any less than others, nor did she believe she should have privileges just because she was a woman. She took her work seriously, and although she was a ss with the small things, she was never unclear about the big issues.
If he kissed her secretly here, he would secretly gain sothing for himself.
But he would never catch up to her.
His closeness was born from affection, not affection from closeness.
Bo Yan, who was initially prepared to kiss her lips, slowly withdrew his action, but he wasn’t willing to leave just yet. In her dreams, Xia Siyu, unaware, furrowed her eyebrows slightly.
The more he watched her, the softer his gaze beca, until he finally tucked her in properly and kissed her on the forehead, smoothing out her frown. Gently whispering in her ear, “Good night, my princess.”
Before turning off the light, he looked at her one more ti: In the future, I will make you wholeheartedly be my true wife..
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