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Xia Siyu nodded hastily, immediately admitting, “There definitely won’t be a second time! Even if you want a second time, I won’t agree!”
As she spoke, Bo Yan’s face took on an indecipherable expression; it was like he wanted to laugh, yet appeared disdainful, or perhaps the anger from before was still there.
He dropped a line, “Do whatever you want.”
Then he turned his back to change clothes and didn’t pay her any more attention.
The awkward atmosphere between the two persisted until they both had tidied themselves up and even drawn the bed curtains.
After that, they turned on the camera, switched on the microphone, opened the door, and acted as if nothing had happened.
Bo Yan re-joined the team a day and a half early, and both the other guests and the directorial team were a bit surprised. But after their surprise, the director smoothly suggested that he join the trip to the church square in Syracuse. Bo Yan, however, said, “That doesn’t seem quite right. I know everyone has been working hard and competing fiercely for this spot. I missed two days with the group and even came last on the first day. By all accounts, I should be the one working.”
Xia Siyu was somewhat reluctant; she had fought hard for this opportunity and had no intention of giving it up. Bo Yan added, “Whoever wants to go to Taormina, I’ll accompany her. If two people work together, the money should be double, right?”
Accompanying her was okay; it was better than him stealing her opportunity. Moreover, she didn’t want to seem too eager to go to Taormina in front of the camera, so she had no choice but to accept, “It’s me.”
Since Bo Yan wanted to show his high principles, the directorial team couldn’t force him and had to agree.
So the group was split in two, with Bo Yan and Xia Siyu heading to Taormina, and the others going to Syracuse. These were two different cities, so they simply stayed separately and planned to meet up the next day to head to Heidelberg, Germany.
They were traveling together initially until they reached the fork in the road on the east coast. Wang Zisu waved goodbye, nostalgia lingering in her gesture, “Sister Siyu, see you tomorrow!”
Before her words had faded, Bo Yan next to her stood up and yanked the car window’s curtain, pulling it down with force.
When Xia Siyu looked at him, his expression was calm, “The sunlight is too glaring. ”
After speaking, he returned to his seat, maintaining a proper distance from her.
The atmosphere grew especially stagnant, especially being in a relatively confined space with him. Xia Siyu and Bo Yan were both sitting in the back row, one by this window, the other by that one, with enough empty space between them to fit another person; neither was willing to make contact.
Xia Siyu stole glances at him with the corner of her eye. Bo Yan was resting with his eyes closed, his expression serene, leaving her wondering what he was thinking. After a look, she turned her head and shook it.
She hadn’t had much of a love life these past few years, partly because she was busy with work and, as a celebrity, scrutinized by countless eyes. On the other hand, having had an ex-boyfriend like Bo Yan set her standards high. Even if someone pursued her, she would unconsciously measure them against Bo Yan. She wasn’t short on money, so she wouldn’t marry for wealth. Having become a star right from the start, she wasn’t lacking in resources either. She wasn’t adamant about finding the most handsome man, but couldn’t settle for someone with just an average appearance. In terms of education, Bo Yan, a PhD graduate and a university lecturer, was hard to surpass. As for men who already had families and girlfriends, they were entirely out of the question. That instantly eliminated ninety-nine percent of the men.
Just then, Wei Jingjing distracted her with a message, “So what’s the actual situation between you and Bo Yan now?”