Fortunately, Yuran had no idea about the movie star’s mental gymnastics, otherwise she would have been utterly speechless...
Is this matter really worth being sad about?
The girl buried her head, eating her meal methodically, looking upset about this very issue, Bo Yan wolfed down his food and was about to head upstairs.
Mom Bo stopped him, "Xiaoqi, where are you going?"
Bo Yan didn’t stop walking and continued forward as Mom Bo could only watch his retreating figure.
Bo Yan: "Something came up!"
The movie star’s succinct response made Yuran somewhat embarrassed. She guessed that the movie star might not have wanted to share the table with her, so she started soothing Mom Bo conscientiously.
"Mom, Brother Qi is a movie star, he needs to manage his figure, so let’s not bother him!"
Mom Bo felt relieved, "That makes sense!"
After eating for a while, Mom Bo changed the subject back, "Baby, are you really comfortable living with your Brother Qi? If he bullies you, you must tell me, alright? I’ll take care of him for you!"
Yuran couldn’t help but smile; she genuinely liked Mom Bo. She always looked no older than in her early thirties and spoke so gently, always worried about hurting her with a harsh tone.
Quite often, Mom Bo’s kindness made Yuran feel fortunate, lucky in a way that felt like a lifeline.
If not, she would still be spun around like a top, being deceived by Yinchao and Bairan, exhausting herself to earn money for them—what a foolish existence that would be.
With a grin, Yuran reassured Mom Bo that she was fine, really fine, and enjoyed her time with Brother Qi, but alarms were going off inside her: should she discuss a strategy with the great movie star Bo Yan later?
Otherwise, what would they do if Mom Bo suddenly sprang something on them?
She frowned again, knowing Bo Yan really didn’t like her, whether it was the original owner or her current self, it seemed like they were all tarred with the same brush, so... Bo Yan might not actually want to discuss anything with her?
And she didn’t think that Bo Yan would be worried about Mom Bo finding out the truth.
After all, Bo Yan had never really hid his disdain for her.
When Bo Yan returned to his room, he immediately took out his phone to call Xie Cheng, but before he could say a word, Xie Cheng started rattling off a slew of issues from his end, "Great movie star Bo Yan, I’m telling you, the disaster that your Plague God caused, I can’t solve it!"
God damn it, he keeps bringing him problems, who did he offend?
Although Yuran’s official Weibo had no effect on idols like Lin Chen, many people had already taken screenshots as evidence, boldly declaring their support, and waiting to see someone proven wrong.
Lin Chen had stirred up a wave, and Yinran Entertainment’s stance was clear: protecting Lin Chen. At this point, Yuran stepping in wouldn’t mean much, but she was brainless, huh!
She even threw down a whopping 150,000; what if the truth never comes out? Could those hundreds of thousands be recouped?
It’s not tens of yuan, it’s hundreds of thousands!
Her brain must have been chewed by a dog.
Xie Cheng ranted at length, and oddly enough, this time he wasn’t interrupted by Bo Yan, which he found quite satisfying, "So Great Movie Star Bo Yan, do you know your Plague God is really wrecking your house?"
"Did she spend your money?" Bo Yan was silent for a few seconds before asking.
Xie Cheng, on the other end of the phone, pulled the phone away from his ear in shock, thinking he had misheard. Bringing it closer again, he asked in confusion, "Great Movie Star Bo Yan, what did you just say?"