But Xue Lan really wasn’t worried; there were many such people in the circle, and it felt like their popularity was skyrocketing overnight.
Ah, such dashing young n.
But it also depends on what kind of flower they are—are they epiphyllum, blossoming briefly? Or fireworks, fading quickly?
However, Jing Ruo’s comnt section beca sowhat murky due to the quarrels of these people, and although it wasn’t primarily aid at her, she occasionally got caught in the crossfire.
Jing Ruo was fine, though; after reading what she wanted, she didn’t pay much attention to it anymore.
But she soon found out that the situation was resolved quickly.
According to Xue Lan, the quick resolution was due to big capital stepping in, taking care of those two idols directly, mostly by freezing them out or reducing their resources.
Jing Ruo was initially surprised, but when Xue Lan ntioned it was done by her brother-in-law, Bo Yuan, Jing Ruo quickly understood, "Oh, that makes sense."
Clearly, her sister must have seen her being insulted on her Weibo, and those powerful individuals were very unpleasant.
Although Jing Ruo had gotten used to it, Jing Qiao was not used to people cursing her sister.
When she was upset, could Bo Yuan be in a good mood? If Bo Yuan was upset, naturally, soone would suffer.
anwhile, Bo Jingshen had already put the wedding plans on the agenda and leisurely arrived at Jing Ruo’s company that day.
"Bridesmaid?!" Jing Ruo’s eyes widened!
"What, you don’t want to?" Bo Jingshen frowned at her.
Jing Ruo bit her lip and looked at her younger brother irritably, "Little brother, are you mistaken about sothing? I’m a relative from the groom’s side; how can I be a bridesmaid?"
Bo Jingshen was taken aback; oh, he really hadn’t thought of that, but after thinking about it, "Why bother about such details? If Jing Qiao can’t be a bridesmaid, then you’re the one available."
Jing Ruo was extrely frustrated, "Don’t talk like you’re keeping an army for days just for one mont of battle."
"That’s exactly the case," Bo Jingshen said, "Besides, I have never acknowledged Jing Ce; technically speaking, my last na is Bo, and I don’t really have a familial relationship with you."
That... seed to make so sense.
Jing Ruo bit her lip, "Alright, fine."
"Don’t just agree imdiately; what about your shooting schedule later? What if there’s a timing conflict?" Bo Jingshen frowned, "So you should check if there’s enough ti to schedule everything. If it’s not feasible, it’s better for to know now so I won’t count on your arrangent."
Jing Ruo felt a chill in her heart, her own brother, not even willing to discuss, nor thinking about creating conditions if there aren’t any, but directly deciding that if scheduling doesn’t work, he won’t include her?!
Humphing indignantly, Jing Ruo turned to ask Sister Xue, "Sister Xue, I can manage my ti, right?"
Although if the audition passed, she’d have to follow the shooting schedule and couldn’t guarantee her availability.
But as long as Xue Lan didn’t plan to squeeze in any new tasks for her, she should have enough ti.
Xue Lan thought for a mont and then explained the situation.
Bo Jingshen nodded, "Then it’s settled, and once it’s settled, I won’t allow any mishaps. All your special circumstances will have to make way for this. This is the only wedding I’ll have in my life, and everything has to be perfect."
Jing Ruo knew all too well how strict her brother was about his wife, so she nodded repeatedly, "Yes, yes, got it."
When this got back to Jing Qiao, she felt a bit wronged, "Why can’t I be a bridesmaid?"
Su Lu helplessly said, "Your brother said, you’re married, there’s no married bridesmaid."
Jing Qiao couldn’t help but glance at Bo Yuan, making him feel strangely uneasy. Usually, only President Song could make others feel uneasy, and the only one who could make President Song feel this way was unique.
Bo Yuan felt a bit nervous and asked, "What? You’re not planning to divorce just to be a bridesmaid, are you?"
Jing Qiao muttered softly, "It’s not impossible..."
Su Lu waved her hands repeatedly, "Oh please spare , later Xiao Song will hate so much, he might blow up my wedding."
Jing Qiao burst out laughing, "Forget it, I was just saying. I and the young master wouldn’t divorce."
Bo Yuan’s tense face imdiately relaxed, "Mm."
He humd softly, sounding quite satisfied.
Su Lu said, "Besides, it’s good you aren’t my bridesmaid because the doctor said during our last check-up that you’ve recovered well and can now undergo the leg surgery."
"Right," Jing Qiao nodded, "I can now. I’m not so scared anymore."
Because the last ti the doctor said she could undergo the surgery, it was ntioned so lightly as if it was ’just a minor surgery to remove an internal fixation’.
Usually, doctors are very cautious with their words. If the doctor spoke to this extent, it ant it really wasn’t a major surgery.
But Bo Yuan was extrely nervous at the mont; his pupils contracted as he looked at Jing Qiao and Su Lu, "You, you didn’t tell about this."
Jing Qiao thought for a bit, "I forgot myself; it was only after my sister-in-law reminded that I rembered."
Bo Yuan was still nervous, "Is it really okay?"
Su Lu nodded, "The way the doctor spoke was very casual. If you’re really worried..."
"I am worried," Bo Yuan interjected without waiting for Su Lu to finish.
Su Lu smiled, "Then let’s have the doctor re-consult based on Xiao Qiao’s condition. This ti, Ruo Ruo had her leg surgery, and it went very well; the doctor is quite authoritative in orthopedics."
"I’ll arrange it," Bo Yuan took this to heart and imdiately started making arrangents.
Very quickly, within two days, Su Lu received a call from Jing Qiao saying she had already been admitted to the hospital.
"Today I already started all the examinations. If there’s no problem, once the results are out, the doctor will consult and schedule the surgery," Jing Qiao sounded in good spirits.
But considering her previous aversion to hospitals, almost a physiological and psychological discomfort, Su Lu was still a bit worried, "Are you okay? You hate hospitals so much; getting admitted so early... Wouldn’t it be better to get admitted after setting the surgery date?"
Jing Qiao’s voice carried a light laugh, "It’s alright, I’m fine, it seems I’m not so physiologically uncomfortable anymore, though I still have so psychological resistance. But it’s within a bearable range."
"That’s good to hear," Su Lu felt much relieved.
Jing Qiao chuckled, "Sister-in-law, once my leg is healed, at your wedding, I’ll dance a Swan Lake for you."
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