Speaking of which, even though he had encountered Qin Baizhou in the past few years, if you talked seriously about their direct interactions, about Xia Siyu, aside from now, it had only been one and a half tis.
One ti was at the audition for “Storm.” Bo Yan noticed his protective behavior toward Xia Siyu, and she listened to him.
The half ti was the last ti Qin Baizhou ca to Qingcheng Apartnt. Although the two did not et face-to-face, he could sense that Qin Baizhou’s concern for her was extraordinary.
It was normal for Xia Siyu to listen to Qin Baizhou. Despite being the hottest artist, Qin Baizhou was a master planner. He was gentle, elegant, mature, and stable, always greeting people with a smile. He had ntored her from the beginning of her entertainnt career and invested a lot of effort.
A good agent is a trustworthy friend, a family mber, even a life ntor to an artist. That’s why later on, many artists who were let down in love chose their agents or assistants who had been by their side and protected them all along; such cases were far from rare.
To Xia Siyu, he was at least, for now, rely a friend. The way she blurted out “not even able to be friends” the last ti Qin Baizhou ca, and how this ti, although she bought him an expensive watch, she did not cherish it and let him wear it casually, was clear evidence.
But, just because Xia Siyu didn’t think much of Qin Baizhou, that didn’t an the feelings weren’t reciprocated.
Let’s be honest, only soone as daft as Xia Siyu could be so oblivious in matters of affection not to notice Qin Baizhou’s feelings. His constant care and attention, his ability to handle her entire support system, and how he had clearly called from the airport earlier to pick her up, yet waited until she took a stance in the face of fans and dia before appearing.
Sure enough, once Qin Baizhou arrived, he first apologized to Xia Siyu, “Sorry, I was at the parking lot when I called you just now. I arrived a bit late. You weren’t hurt, were you?”
Xia Siyu said, “If we don’t leave quickly, we certainly will be.”
She pursed her lips, looking at the airport security nearby.
With so many fans and dia present, the order at the airport was severely disrupted. The fans were unwilling to leave, each one more agitated than the last. They weren’t her fans; she had no intention of taking the bla.
Since her fans had long been at odds with Bo’s, Xia Siyu didn’t care about their opinions. In front of the dia, she bluntly spoke up without disguise, “Bringing so many people to make a fuss, disrupting the order at the airport, thinking that louder voices can win an argunt—is this childish behavior?”
At her words, Bo’s fans outside beca even more worked up.
Song Fengzhi ca to control the situation, but Bo’s fans, used to running wild, didn’t listen to him. It was Bo Yan who ca forward and said, “Thank you, everyone. Go back and rest. You have worked hard.”
Then, he took so photos with fans, signed autographs, shook hands, and organized them to leave.
Xia Siyu couldn’t be bothered to look at him. She tossed her head, handed over her luggage cart, and clad in black clothes with her long hair draped over her shoulders, she walked proudly at the forefront. Qin Baizhou walked beside her, followed by a large group of black-clad bodyguards, shielding her tightly in a manner befitting a boss making an appearance on the streets.
After getting in the car and making a round, they ended up at a conference hall near the airport, where they t with Bo Yan again.
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