Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Teacher Bo, you rarely ntion your family.”
This was a slightly more in-depth one-on-one interview program, where Bo Yan could be seen sitting on a sofa answering questions.
His expression was very calm, and at this ti, his legs were crossed, with his hands folded on his knees, “Because 1 have always felt that work is work, and life is life. My job is to be a celebrity, but my family isn’t, and I don’t want them to be dragged into my life.”
“It’s said that your parents passed away when you were very young. Has this had any impact on your life?”
When it ca to his parents, Bo Yan paused for a mont, and even Xia Siyu couldn’t help but lift her head to glance at him.
In the cara, Bo Yan remained serene and composed, with no trace of emotional fluctuation on his face, “A person needs to grow up, and there are many things that influence that, the family where you co from being only one aspect, sotis a very small one. Although my parents have passed away, I still have other family mbers who have taken care of , and they are very attentive.”
“But I hear you were very fond of your grandfather and grandmother.”
Bo Yan didn’t deny this point, “My grandfather was a very diligent and strict person. He loved us younger ones very much but sotis would be a bit impatient, and that’s when my grandmother would need to step in to smooth things over.”
The host quickly picked up on his aning and went a bit deeper, “You really admire the way your grandparents got along, could this influence your future life choices and in selecting a partner?”
Zhou Weiwei nudged Xia Siyu’s arm quietly at this point.
Zhou Weiwei and she were in a high-end restaurant, where soft music was playing. The television with Bo Yan’s interview was directly in front of them, and throughout the interview, Xia Siyu had kept her head down eating. Prodded by Zhou Weiwei, she looked up just as Bo Yan responded to that mont.
Throughout the interview, Bo Yan exhibited little fluctuation in emotion and didn’t ntion her by a single word, “Everyone’s situation is different, as are their preferences. Maybe soone is right for you but not for .”
“So do you feel that the traditional model of the husband as the breadwinner and the wife as the homaker, with a strict father and kind mother, doesn’t suit you? Do you actually prefer a strong woman and a weak man? Or perhaps both partners being strong?”
At this point, Zhou Weiwei cued Xia Siyu again.
Xia Siyu, uninterested, bent her head down to bite into her steak, and upon hearing what Bo Yan said, nearly choked, “l once had a relationship where the other person wasn’t the kind of virtuous and good mother that my grandmother was.”
Zhou Weiwei handed a glass of red wine to Xia Siyu to help her catch her breath, while she herself quickly took a few more sips, almost coughing to the point of tears.
Especially since they were out in public, she didn’t dare to make a scene.
Maybe it was because Bo Yan’s topic was so sensational that even the host didn’t think to take control, pausing for a mont before directly asking, “Is it that person from the last film festival, whom you once liked and then got dumped by?”
Actually, last ti, because Shang Feifei joined the conversation when Bo Yan brought it up, most people thought he was just joking. After all, such a handso guy, with both brains and wealth, what woman who could bag him would be so blind as to dump him?
“That’s sothing from a long ti ago,” Bo Yan wisely wrapped it up with an offhand reply. However, he actually didn’t deny what the host just said about having “liked and then got dumped..”
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