Chapter 271: Married Life (3)
As soon as she finished that sentence, Xia Siyu sprayed all the coffee in her mouth out.
Bo Yan calmly wiped the coffee stains off his face with a tissue, and even remembered to grab one for her. Xia Siyu was coughing so violently it was as if the sky was falling, and after Bo Yan had cleaned himself up, he moved a bit closer, taking the seat beside her. Frowning, he patted her back up and down, smoothing her breath, “You could even choke on water, I really don’t know what to say about you.”
Tears blurring her vision, Xia Siyu looked up to see Bo Yan’s expression filled with disgust and speechlessness. Feeling his hand moving on her back, she coughed even louder.
Bo Yan also poured her a glass of water, and Xia Siyu finally managed to suppress her coughing. She drank the water and calmed her emotions a bit, “What do you mean?”
Bo Yan’s expression was serene, “I mean it in the literal sense. We’re already husband and wife, that’s a settled fact. Plus, given the current situation, it’s not likely that either of us will find another half and get divorced to embrace a new life anytime soon, and our families wouldn’t agree to it.
I’m twenty-nine years old, turning thirty in three months. I’m 183 centimeters tall, weigh 140 pounds, I exercise regularly, have pecs and abs, and no bad habits. I can cook. You’ve experienced my abilities in that department before, and I consider myself not bad. In the years since we broke up, I haven’t had any other relationships, nor have I dated. I thought it through and wondered why look elsewhere when I can find someone close at hand. If I were to find another girlfriend, first, I fear she might not be clean, and second, if she’s worse than you, what would be the point? Besides, both of us are celebrities in the same industry, and we both know how to dodge the paparazzi and how to cool down the media heat. If I were to date someone outside the circle and things went south, I could get dragged into a mess, which would be a loss not worth the gain.
Of course, the same theories apply to you. If you can find a man who’s taller and more handsome than me, with abilities surpassing mine, and who will absolutely not badmouth you or cheat on you, then naturally, I would wish you well. But if not, I suggest you might consider me.”
Bo Yan had thought about it all night. He was afraid that being too direct would lead to Xia Siyu’s refusal, too subtle and she wouldn’t understand. Telling her he liked or loved her might invite her mockery, but to say he had no such feelings, he couldn’t bring himself to lie. Better to lay out the situation for her methodically, but the ultimate conclusion was: he wanted to be her husband.
Xia Siyu listened to him list everything, his voice steady, his expression indifferent. If it weren’t for the fact that he was talking about something as personal as their relationship, she might have thought he was giving a lecture, perhaps even an analytical one.
After all that talking, it boiled down to him not finding a woman prettier or with a better figure than her, and although she might be a bit dense and bothersome, she wouldn’t stir up trouble for him. Plus, with a marriage certificate as a foundation, he could sleep with her without any qualms, feeling completely justified, so in his eyes, it was a deal!
Bo Yan, observing the anger on her face, added, “Of course, it’s not like I have no feelings for you at all, after all, we did date before. If I had to choose a woman, I would definitely choose you.”
“So what you’re saying is, we should concrete our marriage. We eat at the same table and sleep in the same bed?”
Bo Yan glanced at her and nodded, “Actually, we’ve already achieved half of that. Didn’t we just have breakfast together?”
So what he meant was they were only missing the other half, and the part they were missing was “sleeping in the same bed”?