The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - Chapter 162

Chapter 162: Chapter 162: Unwilling to Take Responsibility (4)

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Fortunately, the drive went smoothly. There were only two of them, and Bo Yan kept his eyes closed, resting as if the overnight travel from yesterday had tired him out. Xia Siyu couldn’t get excited alone and didn’t dare to speak loudly, for fear of disturbing him. On the other hand, Li Yiru and Wang Zisu were very capable of stirring things up, plus there was the articulate host Hu Juyue, so the live broadcast camera didn’t even switch to their group—it stayed with the group on the bus.

Although their group wasn’t being featured in the live broadcast, there was still a camera and a microphone around, so Xia Siyu dared not make phone calls. Hiding from the camera, she texted Wei Jingjing, “Nothings up.”

“But, how are you guys… if you’re still shooting the show, how do you plan to get along?” Wei Jingjing vaguely felt something was amiss. After all, they had once been a couple and were now living together. Yet, it was clear she and Bo Yan didn’t mesh well, and being near each other would be awkward.

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“Just pretend nothing happened. No, actually, nothing did happen.” After the mornings frantic events, she had calmed down a lot by now.

She didn’t really think there was anything wrong with adults having needs; it was just that the person she needed was him, which made things quite delicate.

Guess she hadn’t experienced much; from beginning to end, he’d been her only boyfriend and had always been by her side. So, whenever she felt the need, he would be the first one she turned to.

Although Bo Yan was arrogant, prideful, indifferent, and often said annoying things, he was indeed good-looking and tall. Today, when she pulled down his pants, she had glanced and noticed his abs were still there.

She had used them before, and he wasn’t lacking in that department either…

“But this is just too…” Thousands of “grass mud horses” galloped through Wei

Jingjings mind. Xia Siyu had called her around two-thirty in the afternoon in China, right during work hours. The key issue was that there was a meeting in the afternoon at the company to discuss each artist’s career plan and contract situation. When it was her turn, she stuttered, her gaze flickering, terrified Qin Baizhou might notice something amiss.

After what seemed like an eternity, the meeting finally ended, and she hurriedly hid in the restroom to send messages.

“Shooting a show, what else could he do? The crew will probably reassign the rooms later. I shouldn’t be rooming with him anymore.”

“What about when you come back? Aren’t you still living in the Qingcheng Apartments? And about future collaborations… Oh right, speaking of collaborations, Qin Ge doesn’t seem very optimistic about you acting in the movie ‘Spring Light.’ He mentioned it in the meeting just now—firstly, the pay is really too low, with a fee of only fifteen million, which is honestly not enough for your status. Secondly, the director is new and in charge for the first time; who knows how it’ll turn out? And the biggest problem is the shooting schedule—it’s too long; three months of filming, plus they’re asking for one or two months of local experience beforehand, five months total. An actress’s time is precious, and this is a critical moment in your career transition. Spending so much time for no money and uncertain rewards—he doesn’t want you to accept it.”

Although Xia Siyu might be naive, she was confident in the script and insisted, “I want to do it. You fight for it.”

Wei Jingjing had no choice but to reply, “Then I’ll try again.”

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While they were chatting, there was a sudden brake on the other side, and Xia Siyu, not paying close attention, lurched forward, almost dropping her phone. As she tried to maintain her balance, Bo Yan suddenly leaned over, and his knee brushed against her thigh.

Her hand completely lost its hold, and the phone slid straight to the floor..