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If anyone really found out about their marriage, she would strangle him!
The director opened the door first, and when it swung open, it was pitch black inside. Shang Feifei quickly followed, reaching for the light switch and turning it on.
With the light on, they discovered Bo Yan slumped against the bed on the floor, with one arm grabbing the bedsheet and his head askew on the bed’s edge, appearing to have completely passed out drunk. Xia Siyu was sprawled at his feet, as if trying to pull at him.
The position of the two, if not for the fact that they were filming a show, and if they didn’t normally disdain each other, really did look like they were up to no good.
Wang Zisu, the third person to rush in, blurted out, “Sister Siyu, what happened to you? I was scared to death just now; you didn’t even hear me knocking.”
Then he saw the obstacle that was Bo Yan, pointing at him and asking, “Did Brother Bo drink too much and take your bed? You should’ve pulled him up.”
With Wang Zisu, this cute little guy, providing a plausible excuse, even though Xia Siyu was a bit dense, she quickly seized the opportunity: “Yeah, this lunatic is on my bed; I tried to pull him up, but he won’t budge. If you can’t hold your liquor, don’t drink; aren’t you embarrassed?”
Wang Zisu hurried over, and Zhou Weiwei also dashed in to help, along with a few from the crew, they pulled Xia Siyu up.
The scare had sobered Xia Siyu up; she got to her feet and angrily kicked at the person on the ground. Unfortunately, she wasn’t wearing high heels but just flat slippers; otherwise, she would have aimed precisely and fiercely at his groin, teaching him a lesson for taking advantage while drunk!
Behind her, Shang Feifei, Li Yiru, and others from the crew, watched her put some real force into that kick at Bo Yan. There wasn’t a trace of guilt on her face, rather, it seemed tinged with gritted teeth and anger.
Even Shang Feifei was a bit puzzled. If these two had a secret affair, Xia Siyu wouldn’t likely act so openly and angrily. Unless, of course, her acting skills were good enough to win an Oscar.
And besides, even though they had fallen together, their clothes were still reasonably tidy, which suggested that even if they were up to something, they wouldn’t dare do it during the show, right?
It was fortunate that Xia Siyu had already removed her heavy makeup after coming back. She had only a light lip balm on her lips, which would have only slightly swollen up if kissed, without the smudged mess of lipstick. You wouldn’t notice it unless you were really looking closely.
Although they were still a bit suspicious, they accepted Xia Siyu’s explanation that Bo Yan had drunk too much, she wanted to pull him up, but had also had a bit too much to drink herself, so her strength fell short, and she ended up being pulled down by him instead.
A few of the crew assistants helped Bo Yan to the adjacent bed to lie down, and Xia Siyu, still feeling angry, took the opportunity when no one was looking to twist his arm viciously.
Of course, a few observant people did catch this small act of hers.
It seemed that Xia Siyu’s disdain for Bo Yan was real; they were not a couple.
Thus, the farce came to an end. Bo Yan lay with his head on the bed, while a few people said their remorseful goodbyes. Especially Wang Zisu, who added Xia Siyu’s WeChat and was reluctant to let go. He was heading to Shangcheng tomorrow, and it wasn’t on the way for Xia Siyu; leaving tonight, it would likely be a while before they saw each other again.
The group chatted for a good while longer before they parted with reluctance. After the door closed, Bo Yan still lay with his head on the edge of the bed, without changing position.
Once Xia Siyu had finished washing up and removing her makeup, she came back still feeling annoyed, fiercely kicking his behind once more before heading back to rest, grumpily.