Yielding to Bo Yan’s intimidating aura, Yuran was carried by him into the room. They fell asleep together, just as Bo Yan had promised, he didn’t do anything, just held her for the night.
When she woke up the next day, Bo Yan was no longer by her side, and even the temperature in the blanket next to her had gone cold. There was, however, a note left on the nightstand.
Were you so nervous last night that you couldn’t sleep? Baby, is sleeping with that scary? In the future, we’re to sleep together for a lifeti, so, what will you do then!
Your breakfast is kept warm, rember to eat, rember... to miss every day, hmm? Also, rember to sleep in my room.
—Bo Yan.
Yuran’s face turned a bit uneasy. Indeed, she hadn’t slept well the previous night because she was scared that Bo Yan would do sothing bad to her, so she was alert throughout the night, not knowing when she had finally fallen asleep.
She’d thought she had hidden it well, but it turned out he had seen right through her... How could she have any dignity left in front of Bo Yan?
Infuriating.
She took a careful look around Bo Yan’s bedroom, which, like Bo Yan himself, gave off a sense of rigidity, austerity, and detachnt.
The room was dominated by dark tones and everything was ticulously in place. After spacing out for a while, she got up to wash up and then went downstairs to have her breakfast. Just as she took a sip of milk, she received a call from Qi Younian.
"Hello?"
Qi Younian said, "Where are you now? Send your location, I’ll co to pick you up right away."
Listening to Qi Younian’s sowhat hurried and emotional tone, Yuran asked, "Has sothing happened? Your tone seems a bit off."
Qi Younian replied, "Nothing, I’ll tell you when I see you. Hurry up and send your location. Are you living with the great movie star Bo Yan right now?"
"Yeah."
Qi Younian, "... then rember to call the gate so I can get in."
"I know. Just co directly. Platinum Imperial Palace, villa number 1."
Qi Younian fell silent for a mont before bursting out with, "Damn it, filthy capitalists."
Yuran retorted, "Who are you cursing? Don’t believe I’ll turn against you?"
Qi Younian said, "I believe it, you’ve been putting romance before friendship for more than a day or two."
Yuran: "..."
Qi Younian told her, "Hurry up and call the gate. I’ll be there in a turn."
"Okay."
When Qi Younian arrived at villa number 1 at Platinum Imperial Palace, Yuran had just finished her breakfast. She let Qi Younian in, who walked straight inside, looking at the simplistic yet opulent décor and couldn’t help but admire: "The taste of the great movie star Bo Yan is simply enviable, the money spent on the interior decoration here probably exceeds the amount spent on buying the villa itself."
Yuran poured him a glass of water from the kitchen and looked around, shaking her head, "I don’t know, if you want to find out, I can ask for you."
Qi Younian waved his hand as he accepted the water, "No need, don’t bother, do you think anyone can just buy a house in the Platinum Imperial Palace?"
Yuran asked, "Otherwise what?"
Qi Younian comnted, "How exactly is Bo Yan keeping you? He’s turned you into a naïve girl who knows nothing of the world? Well, when there’s no lack of money, how can he not spoil you however he wants!"
Yuran protested, "... I haven’t spent his money."
Qi Younian dismissed her statent, "Indeed you haven’t. But I think if you only said the word, he would be very happy to let you spend that money."
"Don’t talk to about this nonsense." Yuran sat down opposite him and imdiately said, "What did you really co to see for? You sounded pretty anxious just now, but now that you’ve seen , it seems like there’s no issue at all?"
"How could there be no issue? Today, after your class, I ca to pick you up. Before Annan officially becos your agent, I’m in charge of your activities. Annan has been following you for over a month and seems capable and has strong potential. You have a good eye."
Seeing that he only got halfway through his point before starting to praise Annan, Yuran interrupted him, "Qi Younian, if you want to complint soone, I’ll make ti for that later. Finish what you were saying first."
Qi Younian paused, "Right, right. Isn’t it the weekend tomorrow? For ’Emperor Shun of Tang’, you can start filming your parts. Director Lin asked to tell you that you might have to spend your weekend on set, so he told to make sure you’re ntally prepared.
If it weren’t for the risk of revealing your identity, I’d even tell Director Lin to let you film day and night without any impact."
Yuran really wanted to throw a cushion in his face; how could he be so shaless. "Am I a robot? It’s easy for you to say standing there, isn’t it? Aren’t you afraid of biting your tongue?"
Qi Younian, "Not at all, do you have any thoughts?"
Yuran, "I’m happy. I already like the character Xie Qingcheng, and I feel that if the filming goes fast, ’Glory’ and ’Emperor Shun of Tang’ could be released in the sa year. For , that’s a good thing. Of course, even if the timing doesn’t work out, it’s not the end of the world."
Qi Younian, "It will work out."
Yuran looked at him, puzzled, "Why are you so confident? I don’t even know if it’ll work out."
Qi Younian seriously replied, "Because you’re Koi."
Yuran: "..."
You really are too much.
...
After finishing her classes at school, Yuran waited for Qi Younian to pick her up. Qi Nian, Qi Younian’s little niece, sneaked up, "Yuran, are you waiting for my little uncle?"
Since the last ti Yuran had helped her, her resentnt had lessened, but she still harbored feelings that it was unforgivable that Yuran had a better relationship with her little uncle than with her.
Even though she had changed for the better, why hadn’t Yuran included her?
Yuran looked at Qi Nian with interest. "Do you still think I’m interested in your little uncle?"
Qi Nian shook her head; how could that be possible? Isn’t Bo Yan, the great movie star, good enough?
She’d abandoned that idea after that day.
Yuran smiled at her, "Then why are you so concerned?"
Qi Nian’s cheeks turned red, "You, you, I just wanted to ask if you really hate ?"
Yuran, "No."
Qi Nian fidgeted with her fingers and looked uneasy, her eyelids drooping, "Yuran, do you hate because of what happened before?"
"No."
Qi Nian asked again, "Then why don’t you play with ? I really like you. I don’t have any friends at school; nobody wants to play with . I want to talk to you, but I also fear disturbing you. Do you maybe not hate , but also don’t like ?"
Yuran had never t a girl like Qi Nian before, sensitive, naive, and sotis scared of getting hurt, reluctant to take a step forward, but unexpectedly open-hearted before her, this little girl was quite...
She smiled faintly and reached out to ruffle Qi Nian’s hair. Qi Nian was slightly shorter than her and easy to reach. Qi Nian stared at her in astonishnt, stuttering, "You, you, why are you... why are you touching my head?"
Yuran laughed, "Because I like you."
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