I had no ill intentions.
That sentence was like a curse, constantly swirling in Yuran’s mind.
She called Qi Younian, "Qi Younian, how’s the investigation going that I asked you about before?"
Qi Younian didn’t know why Yuran was suddenly asking this question, but he reported what he knew, "I found some leads, but they all ended abruptly."
Yuran tightened her grip on her phone, "What do you mean?"
Qi Younian, "It’s as if someone is intentionally hiding something."
Yuran, "A few days ago, when I joined the crew, I met Xi Nian, and he said that I look a lot like Fu Yuran. I don’t know how much he knows, but I always feel that he seems very amiable."
Qi Younian, "Amiable? Are you talking about Xi Nian? Do you remember the initial opinion you had of him? What did you say to Xi Nian that made you change your mind so quickly?"
Yuran didn’t know how to explain; her mind was filled with hazy memories that were unclear, and she couldn’t find any clues.
"How is the investigation into Fu Bairan’s affair?"
Qi Younian was startled and then let out a cold laugh, "Some facts, I think I should tell you first. Fu Bairan and Yinchao, three months ago, embezzled money and fled. The leads we were following have also gone cold; we don’t know where these two have gone.
I’m certain that the people behind them are powerful. Your death back then might have just been carried out by these two. What we need to do now is find them."
How could such an oversight have occurred with these two individuals whom she hadn’t paid attention to for only a short period?
Yuran didn’t know what to say for a moment; she just found it unbelievable, "I didn’t expect to hear such shocking news so soon."
Qi Younian took a long breath, "Indeed, it was my negligence that led to this situation, my fault."
Yuran, "You’ve already helped me a lot. Those two won’t get away. I will have Qi Ge look into it on his end. You can stop your investigation; just take care of the studio business, as it will be more time- and effort-saving to investigate from this end."
Qi Younian laughed, "Having an omnipotent husband is pretty good, isn’t it?"
Yuran couldn’t help but laugh, "Of course, it’s a benefit that only I have enjoyed and hence only I have the right to comment on. I do think it’s really good."
"Aren’t you planning to make your relationship with the famous actor Bo Yan public? To be honest, I think this is deceiving the fans."
"If it were just me and Qi Ge, I wouldn’t worry about going public. But there’s also Zhizhi. I’m afraid for Zhizhi... afraid that he’ll become the new focus of public opinion and be attacked by everyone."
Qi Younian, "I think Zhizhi is already very sensible. You two could consult with Zhizhi about it. If Zhizhi agrees, you don’t need to worry. The incident with that video before, due to its timing, was forgotten. If another story about the two of you comes out, I’m guessing it won’t pass so easily.
You need to be prepared, discuss it with Zhizhi first, and also discuss it properly with Bo Yan. With the influence you two have, are you still worried about going public?"
Yuran could never get over that conversation with Xi Nian; it remained a hurdle in her heart. After filming continuously for three months, she finally had a brief rest. Bo Yan, bringing Zhizhi along, flew to the set for a visit. The father and son arrived hurriedly and were extremely discreet.
Even less did she know, in the hotel corridor, Bo Yan was having a confrontation with Xi Nian.
Originally, Xi Nian had just brushed past Bo Yan. Bo Yan hadn’t planned on saying anything to Xi Nian, but after Xi Nian had walked past Bo Yan, he suddenly turned around. "Bo Yan."
Zhizhi was already asleep, wearing a hooded sweatshirt that snugly covered his head and obscured most of his little face. Bo Yan, displeased, paused in his stride and glanced sideways at Xi Nian, who had turned back to stand in front of him, "What is it?"
Xi Nian stared at Zhizhi on his shoulder, and after a moment, looked at him, "You’re visiting Yuran on set?"
Bo Yan hummed in response, "Is that a problem?"
Xi Nian shook his head, "I have no comment on that, but are you guys planning to go public? If so, I’ll think of a strategy to handle it."
Bo Yan, "If we’re seen together again, we might just acknowledge it, so it’s only right that you prepare."
Zhizhi woke up from the noise, squirming on Bo Yan’s shoulder, his confused eyelashes fluttering as he rubbed his eyes ready to lift his head.
Bo Yan’s hand rested on his back, soothing him for a while, and whispered in his ear, causing Zhizhi to lose the urge to sleep, he propped up his head drowsily, and turned to lock eyes with Xi Nian.
Zhizhi, with eyes identical to Yuran’s, blinked a couple of times, looked at Bo Yan in confusion, then at Xi Nian, "Daddy, who is this uncle?"
Bo Yan, "He’s your mommy’s colleague. Are you still sleepy?"
Zhizhi shook his head, his little head resting against Bo Yan’s face, curiously staring at Xi Nian before smiling at him, "Hello uncle, I’m mommy’s precious baby."
Xi Nian with his gentle face suddenly sported a smile, "Yuran’s and your son?"
Bo Yan hummed, a smile on his face as if their previous tension didn’t exist, "He’s almost three."
Xi Nian understood, for the past two years, these two had been at home with their child, not making public appearances, they probably wanted more time with the child in their arms. Zhizhi’s bambi-like eyes fixated unwaveringly on Xi Nian, "Uncle, you’re so pretty."
It’s genuinely not that pleasing to be praised by a child for being pretty, especially when you are a man.
Bo Yan laughed on the side, insincerely correcting him, "Baby, when you compliment an uncle, you shouldn’t call him pretty."
Zhizhi insisted, "Daddy, but the uncle is really pretty, many aunties aren’t as pretty as him. Uncle, do you have a little sister about my size at home?"
Bo Yan could not help but chuckle, "President Xi, don’t be mad, my son is still small."
Bo Yan couldn’t linger in the corridor for much longer, preparing to say goodbye, Xi Nian spoke first, "You should put your son’s hat back on properly, and leave quickly. It’s not very safe here, it’s not good for you guys."
Bo Yan’s expression turned serious, "Thanks."
Xi Nian smiled and turned to leave.
Zhizhi called out to him, "Uncle, can I come to play with you?"
Bo Yan didn’t expect Zhizhi would say that, he quickly stopped him, "Zhizhi, you can’t, uncle is very busy."
Xi Nian halted his steps, turned around, and looked at Zhizhi’s big eyes with a slight smile, "If your dad and mom agree, then you can. I live in room 2801, you’re welcome to visit anytime."
Bo Yan: "..." There really is no need.
But he couldn’t bear to refuse his son like that, so he kept silent, as Zhizhi beamed with joy, "I’ll remember that, uncle."