When Xia Siyu saw his current appearance, she felt at ease and no longer wanted to go back and cause trouble.
However, Bo Yan turned around. At this mont, the rain seed to be getting heavier and heavier. He held up a red umbrella, appearing like a lone boat in the night rain, carefree and at ease.
Then he smiled and nodded: "I know everything you’ve said."
Xia Siyu was just about to hit him when, the next second, Bo Yan said: "But I just like her."
I just like her, I like her free-spirited, unrestrained, vibrant self. People have dual natures. When you like soone, even their flaws seem adorable. But when you dislike them, their strengths beco weaknesses.
Bo Yan’s affection for her wasn’t driven by montary lust nor a reluctant compromise within marriage. He was attracted to her after knowing all her flaws and bad intentions. Xia Siyu never pretended in front of him, nor did she try to act like a perfect housewife. She showed her true self. She’s like that, if she likes it, she continues, if not, she leaves. You treat well, I treat you well. If you treat badly, I won’t force myself to comply. After all, the world doesn’t revolve around one person; leaving might lead you to a vast new world.
Her carefree deanor, her fearless attitude in the face of challenges, actually gave him a lot of courage. Especially at work, at first, Bo Yan guided her to improve her acting skills. But after her acting took off, he beca the one applauding her from the side. They complented each other, treated each other equally, attracted initially by looks, and beca loyal because of talent.
Other won might devote themselves completely to taking care of him, managing his household affairs, always going along with his ideas to please him. But they are actors, and actors need inspiration and an environnt to bring out their best. In this regard, any other woman might not achieve the sa effect.
His words left the on-site reporters montarily stunned, the cold rain splashing ssily on their faces, leaving them unaware. They just stared blankly as Bo Yan, holding the umbrella, and Xia Siyu slowly walked towards the car. He waited for her to get in before he walked around to his side, put away the umbrella, and closed the door.
Bo Yan’s words instantly caused a frenzy on the streaming screen. Especially when the two looked back while holding the umbrella, she was beautiful, he was resolute, and the scene was incredibly beautiful.
Their car slowly turned around, turned on the headlights, and slowly disappeared from everyone’s sight. Not until the car’s taillights could no longer be seen did the people on the scene seem to wake from a dream.
Especially the reporter who asked the question, how sharp her question was just now, how embarrassed she is now. And the other perforrs and teams who were watching on the side, including Zhou Weiwei, were also discussing it.
Zhou Weiwei waited a little longer, and Zhang Wenyi ca out of the restroom. As soon as he ca out, he looked apologetic: "I have to leave later; an ergency project just got assigned to , and I have to leave tonight."
Zhou Weiwei nodded, having already seen sothing from Zhang Wenyi slightly avoiding her gaze.
n, when they act guilty, it’s very likely that they’re thinking about leaving.
She noticed but didn’t want to expose it, just said, "Just now, Bo Yan ca to pick up Xia Siyu."
"Oh, really?" Zhang Wenyi casually replied, not taking it to heart.
Zhou Weiwei looked at his face: "I knew them since college, back then, Bo Yan only had her in his heart. Ten years, breaking up and getting back together, in the end, it’s still the two of them. Honestly, it’s quite enviable."
Zhang Wenyi thought she was musing, after all, won would feel a bit envious seeing such lovers end up together. He chuckled, "Haha, really?"
Zhou Weiwei paused, then looked at him again: "Can’t we be like them?"
This ti Zhang Wenyi laughed and nodded: "Of course."
Then Zhou Weiwei said nothing more, Zhang Wenyi’s assistant ca to get him, and the two exchanged greetings before heading to different cars.
After Zhang Wenyi’s car left, Zhou Weiwei’s expression instantly turned cold. She wasn’t angry, after all, soone like Bo Yan, who doesn’t change after ten years, is rare not just in the entertainnt industry, but also in other fields. Many n don’t stray not because they don’t want to but because they lack the opportunity. No money, unattractive, and not smooth-talking, they don’t get such chances. Once they have money, most turn bad.
The entertainnt circle has even more of it. After all, handso n and beautiful won, with youthful fervor, it’s too normal to develop feelings when brought together. She never aid for eternity with Zhang Wenyi, anyway, these days, it’s not about who’s playing with whom, happiness is key.
But it still feels a bit ridiculous, considering not long ago, during a show, Zhang Wenyi arranged so many "surprises" for her. Although, to her, many of these surprises were just for the sake of showmanship, not sincere.
But it doesn’t matter.
After the car drove so distance, Zhou Weiwei’s phone rang again, but she didn’t answer. Shortly after, the assistant’s phone rang, she answered it, and then looked back at Zhou Weiwei: "It’s a call from Mr. Feng."
Mr. Feng, who had been showing her goodwill over this period. Zhou Weiwei was actually interested in getting to know him better, given his position as a vice president at a film company with many resources. Since Qin Baizhou stopped allocating resources to her, she also thought about finding a different path.
It’s just that contacting her at this hour, the intention was clear. However, she didn’t care much; if Zhang Wenyi could go out and play, of course, she could too. Moreover, it’s paving another road for her future.
So she nodded: "Ask Mr. Feng where to et."
She paused and added: "This matter, except the driver, you and , must not let a fourth person know. Not Zhang Wenyi, and not Brother Qin either."
"Okay." The car turned at the next intersection, heading towards the dark, unknown journey ahead.
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Mr. Feng, who had been showing her goodwill over this period. Zhou Weiwei was actually interested in getting to know him better, given his position as a vice president at a film company with many resources. Since Qin Baizhou stopped allocating resources to her, she also thought about finding a different path.
It’s just that contacting her at this hour, the intention was clear. However, she didn’t care much; if Zhang Wenyi could go out and play, of course, she could too. Moreover, it’s paving another road for her future.
So she nodded: "Ask Mr. Feng where to et."
She paused and added: "This matter, except the driver, you and , must not let a fourth person know. Not Zhang Wenyi, and not Brother Qin either."
"Okay." The car turned at the next intersection, heading towards the dark, unknown journey ahead. "Okay." The car turned at the next intersection, heading towards the dark, unknown journey ahead.
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