Qin Baizhou paused and frowned slightly. He turned around. Bo Yan was still sitting in that position, drinking coffee calmly. It seemed that what he said just now was not what he said at all.

He shook his head. Children of aristocratic families like Bo Yan and Xia Siyu have never lacked food and clothing since childhood. They would not understand how those who struggle from bottom to top try to seize any opportunity and climb up desperately.

However, is Bo Yan as casual as he said? Ninety-nine percent of people who are in the entertainment industry are vain. They don’t love fame and fortune, and don’t like to be praised by audiences and fans. What kind of entertainment industry do they have? The remaining one percent is Xia Siyu.

He didn't believe it, Bo Yan was such a person.

When he left the hotel, Bo Yan also got up and walked upstairs. When the elevator closed, he saw Qin Baizhou entering the car. Then one went up and the other left, and parted ways.

Xia Siyu had already agreed with him about the room number where he lived. He put on a mask and walked directly to her room door.

Before she raised her hand and rang the doorbell, the door opened by itself. Wei Jingjing came out. She was stunned when she saw Bo Yan, then she flashed to give way to him and returned to her room.

Bo Yan entered the door.

When Xia Siyu saw him coming, she glanced at him and ignored him. Bo Yan also took off his coat freely, went to the bathroom by himself, and washed and cleaned.

After taking a shower, he wiped his hair and went out. Unfortunately, he came here temporarily today and did not bring new clothes. Fortunately, when he lived in Xia Siyu, he bought disposable shorts, and now he is just right to change his pajamas. Unfortunately, he has no need to change and can only wear the hotel bathrobe.

He quietly walked to Xia Siyu's side, and Xia Siyu was memorizing the lines and pushed him away: "Don't affect me."

Bo Yan nodded. He also had to film a movie tomorrow, so he naturally needed a stands. It happened that this was a suite, and each of them was on the same side, and no one disturbed each other.

When I heard Xia Siyu from the outside room finish memorizing the lines, I saw that it was already one o'clock in the morning.

Bo Yan did not disturb her and asked her to pack up her things alone. After she finished taking care of it, another half an hour passed. Xia Siyu finally came to the inner room late.

She didn't talk to Bo Yan when she came in, but wiped her head while preparing to blow her hair. Xia Siyu is usually a chatterbox, and her silence at this moment actually shows that there are some worries in this guy's head.

Bo Yan did not ask her what she was thinking, but just put down the script in her hand, walked quietly behind her, and took away her hair dryer.

After that, the hair dryer buzzed and the wind was buzzing. Xia Siyu looked at the dressing mirror in front of her, while Bo Yan lowered her head to help her blow her hair. The two of them said nothing, as if nothing had happened.

Afterwards, Xia Siyu couldn't help but speak: "Don't you ask, what happened just now?"

Bo Yan's hand paused for a moment, and then he used the warm but calm airflow to blow her hair again: "If you want to say it, you don't want to say it, I won't ask."

He was so peaceful that Xia Siyu felt relieved and looked annoyed: "Ahhhh! I just now, did you know what I just now? I lost hundreds of millions! No, it might be billions! How could I push that money so confidently?"

As soon as Bo Yan saw her start roaring, he knew that she had recovered. He said, this is Xia Siyu.
Chapter completed!