My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 377: I Prefer It a Bit More Intense

From Xia Ji’s words, one could tell how much he disliked Xia Ruyan.

Xia Ruyan, who fundamentally wanted to bring down Ran Studio, also gave Yuran a very bad first impression.

After finalizing the time and details of the press conference, Kang Zhenyu began contacting relevant media, while Lu Xiao planned to bring Xia Ji to his home.

At first, Xia Ji looked at him in shock, not understanding why matters had progressed to this point—she was somewhat opposed to going to Lu Xiao’s house.

After all, they had agreed it was just an act; there was no need to take it so seriously!

Moreover, though she liked him, she didn’t feel the need to pursue a relationship with him.

She was a girl who could easily let go.

But Lu Xiao insisted.

Kang Zhenyu instinctively looked at Yuran’s reaction, only to see her looking quite interested, and thought his boss was a bit unreliable.

He stepped forward to help Lu Xiao persuade Xia Ji, who then began to waver slightly in her refusal.

Eventually, she decided to go home with Lu Xiao.

Yuran sent them to the studio door, "Tomorrow afternoon, two o’clock, the press conference will be held in the international conference room of Y International Hotel, Kang will contact the venue;

Don’t be late tomorrow, and if possible, it’d be best to wear matching outfits."

Helping Lu Xiao win over Xia Ji wouldn’t be too bad—Xia Ji had a good temperament and was straightforward, which made her a good match.

"Ah, we have to wear matching outfits?" Xia Ji felt a bit troubled, "Isn’t it too late to buy them now?"

Kang Zhenyu, adept at reading facial expressions, immediately took up the conversation, "I can go and buy them for you two. Just send me the designs you like, and I will find them."

"Alright then!" Xia Ji became interested.

Lu Xiao raised an eyebrow, his eyes half-lowered as he looked at her, "Then I’ll leave it up to you. I trust your taste."

Xia Ji nodded repeatedly, "Okay, okay, leave it to me, I’ll definitely find two sets that are a perfect match for each other."

Yuran, hearing this, chuckled, but Xia Ji, too focused, didn’t notice. Lu Xiao looked over, his gaze meeting Yuran’s, who made a encouraging gesture.

Lu Xiao’s eyes twinkled with amusement as he nodded his head, then left the studio with Xia Ji.

"Wow... I’ve always wondered what the legendary four great families of the capital were like, a bunch of what kind of noble species. After meeting the god-like Bo Yan and the young master Xia Ji, I feel like my soul has been elevated and comforted."

The studio staff couldn’t help but remark, although the words sounded a bit strange.

Someone quickly responded, "Exactly, the temperament is undeniable, even if your soul isn’t elevated."

Everyone: "..."

"So, Mr. Ran, should we explain the current hot topics on the search rankings?" asked an employee, pained by the fervor of the search trends, complaining bitterly, "Don’t these riotous people ever go to sleep or rest?

Look at the amount of buzz, look at the fervor as if they want to dig out our ancestors, look at this pointing and moralizing from a high ground, damn it.

I just don’t understand, our studio works diligently and treats people sincerely, but in their mouths, why do we seem like a brothel that thousands despise and millions trample?"

Isn’t that so? From when Lu Xiao’s incident happened until now, not even forty-eight hours have passed, yet their studio has been cursed to first place on the trending topics.

Though netizens don’t know the names of the people inside the studio, they didn’t spare anyone, cursing everyone endlessly.

It’s been almost two days of relentless slander, like maggots in decaying flesh, ever-present.

Yuran saw her employee shaking with anger and patted her hands to comfort him, drawing everyone’s attention to herself.

As pairs of eyes turned to her, Yuran smiled relaxedly, "Everyone, don’t get angry, your body belongs to you, and you must take good care of it;

what others say is beyond our control, and we’ll face many more situations like this in the future, some founded and some not;

they might even be more brutal than now, but... everyone should understand that the cursing online has nothing to do with us,

time will treat kind people gently, and the wicked will face their own consequences. We just need to do our jobs well and make each day fulfilling; that’s enough;

every day, so much happens, where do we find the energy to care about all that mess?

Relax, let them curse; we lose nothing, and we still have to make money. The world isn’t going to stop turning. I hope you can be at peace;

embrace your ideals, keep calm in your heart, disregard gains and losses, and work hard."

Indeed, Yuran’s words calmed everyone down. Qi Younian had been standing there quietly, watching Yuran with a hint of teasing in his eyes.

He felt that the Yuran before him had truly come to understand life.

Having shed those worldly prejudices, wasn’t life indeed more relaxed and spectacular?

...

After finishing the meeting with her employees, Yuran got home past nine in the evening. The living room light was bright, and Bo Yan was sitting on the sofa waiting for her. Seeing her enter, his face visibly brightened, "Back?"

After changing her shoes, Yuran walked over to him and slumped beside him, resting her head on his shoulder.

Bo Yan adjusted his posture to make her more comfortable, fussing about it for a while without satisfaction.

Eventually, he just picked her up and held her snugly in his arms, "Come, let’s chat. You can tell me anything that’s been bothering you."

"Actually, there is something I wanted to talk to you about." Yuran picked a comfortable position against his chest and started speaking.

Bo Yan’s eyes narrowed slightly as he hummed a response, "Go on, I’ll help you analyze it."

That afternoon, Xie Cheng had also unearthed some information, but the evidence was insufficient. Even though it was clear who was responsible, the culprit could easily scapegoat someone else.

Such small fry that couldn’t deal a lethal blow weren’t worth his attention.

Xie Cheng even commented, "Doesn’t everyone know that for you, Bo Yan, Yuran is a forbidden zone, untouchable in any way?"

That comment did remind him of something.

He needed to seize an opportunity to do something so that at least people in the circle would understand. Mess with some, and retribution would follow.

Yuran recounted Lu Xiao’s situation and roughly went through Xia Ji’s visit to Ran Studio again with Bo Yan, giving him a clear picture. He chuckled softly seeing her furrowed brows.

"Is it this that’s been bothering you?"

Yuran was simply too tired. She wrapped her arms around his neck and leaned in to kiss his lips, "Kissing you, I feel less bothered."

"I never knew I had this effect. Thanks for the discovery, Mrs. Bo."

"You’re welcome."

Bo Yan chuckled lowly, pulling her head close to him for a deep kiss before letting her go and holding her tightly in his arms, his eyes twinkling with amusement, "I still prefer things a bit more intense.

Okay, let’s talk about serious matters."

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