This issue isn’t about him being stingy, but rather that their communication wasn’t clear.
Teammates joked, "President Qi, we didn’t ntion anything, and yet you’re so eager to explain. It must be because you’ve thought about buying less, as it’s too expensive."
Qi Younian felt wronged; he had indeed never thought of that.
The key was that today Bo Yan was cooking; he didn’t plan on being stingy. How rare was that?
The al turned the studio into a lively place, where everyone was satisfied and couldn’t stop praising the great actor Bo Yan’s culinary skills.
So fearless folks set their sights on the dishes in front of Yuran, especially prepared for her and her child, with particularly beautiful plating.
Everyone was itching to try, and Yuran was stingy. Upon noticing everyone’s gaze, she hurriedly covered the dishes and said, "Hey, hey, hey, how about everyone sticks to their own bowls? Why are you all looking here? This is a love al; do you dare to eat it?"
Who would dare to eat? They weren’t seeking death.
With the imposing Bo Yan guarding here, being able to take a look was a privilege; surely they couldn’t covet with their mouths.
After this emotional buffer, Yuran felt much better in her heart, and Bo Yan didn’t cook today just to save face for everyone; the main reason was to find a way to lighten the heaviness in Yuran’s heart.
Fortunately, it worked well. As they left the studio at past ten in the evening, Zhizhi was drowsily cradled in Bo Yan’s arms.
Qi Younian escorted the family of three downstairs. In the parking lot, he stood next to Bo Yan’s car, looking at Yuran, "You didn’t seem right today, did sothing happen?"
Yuran glanced up at him, "Qi Younian, ng Qiuyan is very likely the sister I asked you to help find."
Qi Younian felt a sudden jolt in his heart.
He rubbed his head, sowhat irritated, "Are you serious?"
Yuran took Zhizhi from Bo Yan’s arms, held her securely, and lightly patted Zhizhi to soothe her until she fell into a peaceful sleep. Then she nodded, "Would I joke about such a thing with you?"
Of course, she wouldn’t. Yuran was a very cautious person.
He paced back and forth next to the car, "If ng Qiuyan is your sister, I..."
"What about you?"
Yuran had previously sensed there might be sothing between ng Qiuyan and Qi Younian, just without confirmation. Now that Qi Younian had given himself away, naturally she wanted to clarify.
Qi Younian stopped pacing and stood by the car door, looking at Yuran, "ng Qiuyan and I are likely to be together. As her sister, if you have any requirents, just say them. I will fulfill them if possible."
Yuran thought he might try to hide it a bit longer but didn’t expect him to admit it so directly.
"When did this happen?"
Qi Younian said, "Just a week ago. I don’t want to talk specifics right now, but I’m serious. Even if ng Qiuyan really is your sister, I think you should accept as your brother-in-law, although it feels strange, too strange."
Yuran’s brows furrowed, "Even if I find out she’s my blood sister, I don’t know how to start that conversation. Isn’t this unfathomably strange?"
Qi Younian’s anxious heart suddenly felt healed, "I thought you were concerned about sothing else. People who truly love you, would they care about your status? From what you know of Qiuyan, do you think she would be that kind of person?
If she knew that you are her sister, imagine how happy she would be, surely better than having to face up to a deceased person, right?"
Yuran suddenly felt she had been too narrow-minded, "Alright, I got it. If you really end up with Qiuyan, I’ll bless you. Of course, let say the hard part upfront—
"If you ever mistreat Qiuyan, I’ll co after you, and when that ti cos, no matter how many years of friendship we have, I won’t give you any special treatnt."
Qi Younian replied, "I’m not that kind of person. I admit, I’m not a good person, but I’m not soone who doesn’t know right from wrong. Rest assured, it’s not easy for to like soone, and I wouldn’t ss it up like that.
Bo Yan, the great film emperor, drive safely."
"Mm."
...
"Brother Qi, is it because I think too narrowly that I feel so tired?" On her way ho, Yuran laughed mockingly, "I don’t even know why I suddenly got scared, unsure of how to accept this sister, and also worried, what if she doesn’t acknowledge ?
After all, it was I who lost her back then. If I hadn’t been careless, she wouldn’t have gone missing. I even mistook soone else for my sister for so many years; I’m really not fit to be an older sister."
"Baby," Bo Yan interrupted her, "I don’t really like this self-doubting version of you. You should be confident, strong, and able to handle everything beautifully. That’s how you should be, okay?
And about what happened back then, it was all a setup from the start. You were so young and were deceived. How can it be your fault alone?
ng Qiuyan will understand. You two are quite alike in temperant. Do you think ng Qiuyan is the type to hold grudges, to be so obliging to her foster mother for so many years?
Now that she’s been acknowledged, she has three more brothers and an older sister. What a joyful thing. Why wouldn’t she recognize you?"
Yuran felt quite healed by Bo Yan’s words. Although she wasn’t completely relieved, it was as if a huge burden had been lifted off her shoulders, and she finally could breathe easier.
...
All of a sudden, the great film emperor Bo Yan stopped his public activities. After his marriage was exposed, there were no updates on his official blog, no announcents, and no activity from the company.
The Bo He fans realized that all they could do was to look up the emperor’s old glamorous photos to satisfy themselves.
As a result, Diyang Headquarters’ official blog was overtaken by the Bo He fans.
"Pleading for the great film emperor Bo Yan to make an appearance..."
"Asking Diyang daddy to arrange work for the film emperor Bo Yan..."
"Asking the sugar daddy to push his son to make an appearance."
"Requesting Mrs. Yuran to let her husband make a public appearance."
The topic #BoYanForcedToMakeAppearance imdiately trended on social dia. When Bo Yan ca down the stairs with Zhizhi, he saw Yuran looking at him with a aningful gaze. He raised an eyebrow, sat Zhizhi at the child’s dining table, and leaned in.
"Baby, your expression makes a bit nervous. Did you see sothing?"
As Yuran watched Zhizhi start to earnestly eat breakfast, she passed the tablet to Bo Yan, "Brother Qi, your fans are all wanting you to resu your work. I just calculated it, and you have indeed been inactive for almost four years. Those endorsents you did were because the brands had contracts with you from before; otherwise, I doubt you would have gone."
Bo Yan saw the topics urging him to make an appearance, each one trending and dominating the top ten. He set the tablet down, "Baby, I’ve worked for eight years, and I haven’t been on a break for very long. I think I can still rest for a while.
When Zhizhi goes to kindergarten, I’ll start working.
No, that’s not right. When Zhizhi starts kindergarten, I’ll have to take him and pick him up, so let’s push back returning to work."
Yuran was stunned, "Brother Qi, are you serious? Zhizhi can go to school on his own, how far is the kindergarten? Mom can take him."
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