Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
“Bo Yan, about tonight’s flight, we…”
Song Fengzhi pushed the door open and, seeing Bo Yan sitting on the sofa with his elbow propped on the armrest looking at his phone, the frown on his forehead visibly tightening, jumped in shock. “Bo Yan…”
Bo Yan turned off his phone with an expressionless face and then carefully pocketed it before turning to ask Song Fengzhi, “What time is our flight tonight?”
Song Fengzhi replied, “l was just about to tell you, 10:30 PM.”
Bo Yan then asked, “Can we reschedule it?”
Song Fengzhi hesitated for a moment, somewhat reluctantly, “But tomorrow we need to start joining the crew.”
Although filming a movie was different from a TV series, there were no complex opening ceremonies before joining the crew. But as the lead actor, he must be present for the midday start. Were they going to delay it even further?
Bo Yan shook his head, “No, I want to get back earlier. Rest up today so I can be in better shape for filming tomorrow. See when’s the earliest we can fly to Yancheng and change it to that flight.”
Song Fengzhi nodded and was checking the flight information when Bo Yan frowned slightly on the side. Song Fengzhi then asked, “Bo Yan, is there anything else you need?”
Bo Yan looked up, giving him a faint glance with a flicker of hesitation in his eyes, but in the end he said, ‘Do you know who the main fans in my Fan Support Group are?”
This was right up Song Fengzhi’s alley. He immediately said, “Are you arranging for fans to visit the set, or is it for support? Or maybe to pick you up from the airport tonight? It might be too tight timing and we may not make it. ”
Bo Yan shook his head, “No, that’s not it.’
He paused briefly, his gaze shifting slightly, “It’s just that, going forward, we still need to manage these fans. I know they mean well for me, but don’t be too arrogant. Especially with future business collaborations or fellow actors. Remember the top influencer who lost all his commercial endorsements because his fans were too overbearing? Even got into a feud with a co-star. It turned into such a mess, they may have had their fun with the conflict, but I still have to face these people in the same circle.”
Song Fengzhi nodded, “Understood, I’ll book the tickets first then set things in motion right away.”
Bo Yan nodded, then leaned back on the sofa and sat in silence, his hand gently reaching into his pocket, fingertips slowly sliding over the screen of his phone, back and forth.
After helping her send the latest WeChat message, Zhou Weiwei and Xia Siyu laughed and joked for a while before preparing to head home separately.
Xia Siyu had been drinking, so she couldn’t drive and simply called over Wei Jingjing and LaLittle Tang. When Wei Jingjing came to pick her up, all she could do was stand on the roadside grinning foolishly.
Fortunately, with the recent pandemic, wearing a mask in public didn’t attract attention.
“My dear granny, how much did you drink? Don’t you realize you’re a celebrity? And here you are, foolishly standing by the roadside waiting for me?”
Zhou Weiwei apologized while helping her into the car, “Siyu wanted to celebrate my liberation from torment, to say goodbye to that scum from Zhongtian. I couldn’t stop her. We opened a bottle of red wine… she drank most of it.’
Wei Jingjing was speechless, she just dumped her into the car. Before leaving, Zhou Weiwei initially wanted to sweet-talk Wang Ju on Xia Siyu’s behalf tomorrow, but seeing her so asleep, senseless to everything, she could only sigh, swallowing her words. Watching the nanny car drive away she sighed again, then slipped into her own assistant’s vehicle.
When Bo Yan hurried home five hours later, what he saw was Xia Siyu, drunkenly passed out..