My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 387: Xie Cheng: Feeling Wronged, But Can’t Say It

Chapter 387: Chapter 387: Xie Cheng: Feeling Wronged, But Can’t Say It

Yuran hurriedly shook her head and moved closer to peck his lips, "How could that be? I’m happy."

The person clinging to him like a koala indeed made Bo Yan slightly smile, "Go home?"

"Aren’t you going to the set anymore?" Yuran looked up slightly, gazing at his finely chiseled chin.

Bo Yan hummed in affirmation, his palm stroking her long hair, "Emperor Shun of Tang wrapped up today, my part is officially over. The rest that need to reshoot scenes, have nothing to do with me."

Yuran was so delighted she was disoriented, "So, does that mean your work for the year is done?"

Xie Cheng, whose palm clenched a bit on hearing this, interjected, "Wait a minute, the year’s not even half over. It’s not good if his work ends now, is it?"

Yuran: "..."

It seems like it, huh.

Bo Yan’s icy gaze swept over, and Xie Cheng, toughening his scalp, said, "Bo Yan, I’ve got two scripts in my hands, how about you pick one?"

Bo Yan, "Let’s wait a couple of months, then I’ll choose."

No, what the heck is with two or three months?

Xie Cheng, filled with indignation yet unable to voice it, knew all too well that when it came to work matters decided by Bo Yan himself, no amount of talking would change his mind.

Feeling sorry for Xie Cheng, Yuran nevertheless thought having someone at home to accompany her was a good thing. It was better not to take any new jobs for now!

Meeting Xie Cheng’s plaintive eyes, Yuran craftily smiled, "Brother Cheng, want to make a debut? I’ll sign you, just take care of yourself."

Xie Cheng, "..... Let’s not. I don’t have that talent."

Having him act would only result in a mess—better not to sully anyone’s eyes.

With a beaming smile, Yuran snuggled into Bo Yan’s embrace, playing with his fingers, "Seventh Brother, did you watch my live stream today?"

Bo Yan raised an eyebrow, and even before she finished speaking, he could guess what she was about to say, chuckling softly, "I splurged quite a bit on gifts, you just didn’t see me."

Xie Cheng was unable to calm his annoyance, "To set the record straight and to spoil the mood a bit, Great Movie Star Bo, you used my money to splurge on those gifts. Doesn’t it prick your conscience?"

Bo Yan, "Your money?"

Xie Cheng almost in tears, "My phone, my card, I have password-free payments set up, of course, you were spending my money. Since you’re here, can you settle up?"

Yuran started to laugh, barely holding back her mirth, and changed the topic, "Seventh Brother, did I do well?"

Bo Yan, "I sent a hundred rockets."

"Then I must have performed quite well."

"That’s outrageous, are you two even listening to me?" Xie Cheng grumbled.

Yuran glanced at Bo Yan, "Seventh Brother, Xia Ruyan from the Xia family seems to have some dissatisfaction with me. Where’s this east wind blowing from? We’re guessing that Xia Ruyan might not be the ultimate big boss."

Bo Yan oh’d, his brows knitting together, "No matter who it is, do whatever you want. The four great families are indeed colossal, but the Bo Family is also the biggest of them all."

The completely ignored Xie Cheng: "..."

Are these two even listening to him at all? Could it be that his hard-earned money has just gone to the dogs?

Unbelievable!

Xie Cheng, listening to the conversation happening behind him, interjected, "That’s simple. If you want to find out the news, why not just go to Huanya for an audition? It’s not that complicated."

Yuran, with a smile in her eyes, "That’s exactly what I was thinking, so Qi Ge..."

She was waiting for this moment, and as soon as she raised her eyes, she looked at Bo Yan pleasingly. Before, Bo Yan had forbidden her from auditioning at Huanya; first because of Xi Nian’s unpredictable attitude, and second because Xi Nian himself didn’t seem like a good person at all.

Moreover, Xi Nian had just taken over Huanya here; who knows who else might be watching him closely. Without absolute authority, what if someone with bad intentions misunderstood Yuran’s identity and caused trouble?

He couldn’t gamble with even the slightest possibility.

A thousand-mile dike can be destroyed by an ant’s nest; he dared not risk Yuran’s safety.

Bo Yan’s inner thoughts were too well-known to Xie Cheng. He glanced at Bo Yan’s expression through the rearview mirror and analyzed it from the perspective of an onlooker, "Your concern leads to chaos. In the Imperial Community,

to put it bluntly, with your influence, nothing major will happen to Yuran. And considering the status of the Bo Family within the Imperial Community, who wouldn’t give you some face?"

"Who wouldn’t give us face?" Bo Yan seemed to have heard some joke, "Then tell me, how much face did Xia Ruyan, a little shrimp, give to the Bo Family?"

Xie Cheng was at a loss for words, "In general, people like Xia Ruyan who are rushing to their doom are really not common. She is definitely the first exception among the odd ones."

"Hmph..." Bo Yan snorted, holding Yuran’s hand tightly within his own, "No matter how good the suggestion, I advise you to drop the idea. I won’t let you risk yourself. Don’t even think about it."

Yuran: "..."

...

As soon as Xia Ji returned home with Lu Xiao, they were invited to the hall by the old master of the Xia Family and his two brothers. Xia Ji, with a casual air, pulled Lu Xiao along. After entering the hall and scanning the room without seeing Xia Ruyan, she raised her eyebrows slightly.

Settling themselves on a sofa, she faced the three pairs of fierce eyes and was taken aback for a moment before smiling slyly, "Grandpa, big brother, second brother, let me introduce you. This is Lu Xiao, an actor and singer, and currently my boyfriend."

The old master gave an "Oh" and quickly got into character, asking about Lu Xiao’s family background. Before he could finish, Xia Ji interrupted, pouting at the old master, "Grandpa, can we not ask such private questions? I’m looking for a husband, not money. Isn’t our family wealthy enough?"

Worried about upsetting his granddaughter and having her leave with her guest, the old master chuckled and agreed, "Right, right, Xiaxia is correct. We won’t ask anything more; your happiness is what’s most important."

Xia Chui: "..."

Xia Yu: "..."

Wait a minute, grandpa, what happened to the firm stance you had just a moment ago?

Xia Ji fixed her gaze on her two brothers, "Big brother, second brother, do you have anything you want to ask me? Or are you dissatisfied with me bringing a boyfriend home?"

Could they dare question their sister in front of their grandfather?

Of course, they wouldn’t dare run into the line of fire.

Clearing his throat, Xia Chui spoke up, "No issues here, since you’ve brought your boyfriend home, let’s have dinner. What does your boyfriend like to eat? We’ll have the housekeeper prepare it."

Xia Ji earnestly asked Lu Xiao, while he felt like he was on pins and needles. He came bracing for a barrage of questions, but Xia Ji lightly dissolved each one, and it was clear that her family did not want her to be unhappy.

She was protected as if she was something precious.

The preferential treatment couldn’t be more obvious.

Naturally, Lu Xiao couldn’t arrogantly state his preferences but coughed lightly and said indifferently to Xia Ji, "I’m fine with anything; you can decide."

There, the three pairs of eyes were all watching.

Xia Ji nodded and took Lu Xiao’s hand, "Okay, then it’s decided."

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