The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

But provoked by Shang Feifei, what originally should have taken five, ten, or even more years to accomplish was now compressed into three years. Her desire to win was intense, not just because of Shang Feifei, but also because she felt guilty about the seven years she had wasted, and she was ashamed in front of her mother.

——But there was also something else, perhaps even Xia Siyu herself didn’t know.

The person to teach her was Bo Yan.

During this time, she became familiar with Bo Yan through acting and variety shows together, and even slept in the same bed at night. They shared many kisses and embraces, she had seen his body, touched his abs, and he had seen her in her entirety, gradually blurring the boundaries she had set between them as men and women.

But even though they had kissed, touched, and embraced each other, Bo Yan had said himself that he would absolutely not take the final step with her unless she refused.

So, in a way, Xia Siyu did feel a slight sense of trust in Bo Yan.

The disappearance of these invisible boundaries was the most dangerous. When she was sober, Xia Siyu wasn’t particularly guarded against Bo Yan, but if he dared to overstep, she would definitely give him a beatdown, plus an “Extinguishing Family Kick” that would make him question his life.

But she was drunk, and she also needed something from him. At this moment, his actions weren’t too forceful, his voice was very gentle, and he even had a smile on his face.

The inebriated Xia Siyu just lay there motionless. Not only that, but she also gazed at him with innocent, twinkling eyes.

Bo Yan hesitated a bit; although he wanted so much to deal with her right away, this was in a car, and there were people coming and going. It wouldn’t have mattered if others saw them, but if Bo Yi and Xia Sicai came to watch, it would really spoil the mood.

“Don’t talk and don’t move now, I’m going to a quieter place to teach you.”

Xia Siyu nodded her head.

He quickly got up, opened the car door, and then lifted her up horizontally. Xia Siyu obediently wrapped her arms around his neck, docile like a kitten. Bo Yan walked swiftly to the mansion, carrying her, his pace quick, though it wasn’t clear if it was because she was heavy, or for some other reason.

Upon entering the mansion, the grandparents, Uncle Bo Qiliu and his family, including Bo Yi and Xia Sicai, were all present. Seeing him return, Bo Yi spoke with a tone of double meaning, with a sting in his words: “I thought you were busy with something outside and wouldn’t come in. Since when did you and Siyu become so close?”

Xia Sicai glanced at Bo Yan and her, pausing briefly on the princess carry before quickly looking away.

The grandfather’s expression wasn’t very pleasant either; Bo Yan’s absence onstage today clearly meant he was deliberately not giving face to him, and he stood up with a grim face: “Bo Yan, come to the study.”

Being called to the study in the Bo Family meant a scolding.

Uncle Bo Qiliu tried to mediate: “Dad, it’s your birthday today, a day of celebration, let’s not scold anyone.”

Even though he was trying to diffuse the situation, the smile on his face showed he was quite pleased.

Unexpectedly, Bo Yan replied: “Grandfather, I have a very important matter that needs to be handled right away. Can we talk about your instructions tomorrow?”

After saying that, he no longer paid attention to everyone in the hall and quickly carried Xia Siyu back to the bedroom.