Xia Siyu crossed her arms, furious: "I’m going to ssage Director Wang and tell him I’m definitely going to that dinner tonight!"
As she spoke, she looked down and sent a voice ssage to Wang Ju:
"Director Wang, where are you eating dinner tonight?"
"I’m not going back."
"Do you have other plans tonight? Singing or playing, count in."
"I’m not leaving tomorrow either."
"I want to stay here and play for a few more days. If there’s any shooting tasks, just let know."
She sent a flurry of voice ssages, rapidly filling the screen. But Wang Ju was probably still busy; after all, he’s a director, unlike her. Her job ends when acting is done, but he has other work to attend to.
After finishing, Xia Siyu adjusted her leg-crossed posture and tightened her crossed arms.
She wanted to voice her displeasure in front of Bo Yan, who scoffed at her makeup!
Bo Yan didn’t say anything, but during the wait, Wang Ju actually replied: "Sure, we haven’t decided on a place, but it’s probably the sa barbeque place. I’ll send you the box number later."
Xia Siyu nodded, "Alright."
Just after replying, Bo Yan’s phone rang with Song Fengzhi’s voice on the other end: "Yan, President Li scheduled a eting for tomorrow at noon."
Bo Yan nodded, "Alright. You arrange it."
Xia Siyu sneered, wasn’t it perfect? She could continue her fun, he could stay busy, everyone had a bright future ahead.
Song Fengzhi added, "Yan, you can’t be late this ti. The appointnt with President Li was postponed once before, and now again today. If it happens again, there might be bad blood."
Bo Yan acknowledged, "I know."
After hanging up, Wei Jingjing curiously asked, "Why postponed twice?"
Bo Yan thought for a mont: "Last week during the appointnt, I had to shoot."
Initially, Bo Yan planned for filming to wrap up three days ago. Both were quite busy, squeezing ti for a eting, naturally focusing on filming intensely. A day earlier for wrapping, a day earlier to see her.
This ti, obviously it was for eting her.
Xia Siyu felt slightly embarrassed, yet unwilling to admit her fault, rely snorted, "Well, he didn’t plan his ti well."
Bo Yan, in a good temper, said: "Yes, it’s all my fault for not arranging the ti well. But there’s no choice, President Li’s visit to Yancheng is only for a few days. Next ti, maybe I’ll visit his city to see him."
Xia Siyu didn’t say anything more; instead, Wang Ju’s assistant texted her, "Teacher Xia, in the ’Seductive Colors’ box."
Xia Siyu hesitated a bit, then chose to text rather than use voice ssage: "Sorry, I might not be able to co today. Please tell Director Wang for ."
Little Tang asked, "Where are we going? The barbeque place?"
Xia Siyu glared at him, irritable: "Do you really want barbeque?"
Little Tang was confused, "No, I just thought you just..."
"What did I just do?" Xia Siyu imdiately turned hostile, then snorted, reclining in the seat to rest with eyes closed: "Back to the hotel first."
Little Tang, puzzled, glanced at Wei Jingjing, who gestured towards Bo Yan.
The couple was arguing; those nearby best not intervene, whether to reconcile or not — it might backfire.
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