Chapter 84 - Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Husband and Wife (2)

Chapter 84: Chapter 84: Husband and Wife (2)

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Bo Yan watched her quietly.

Xia Siyu’s arm was draped over his neck, and when her eyes met his, they were at an upward angle. From this angle, much like a selfie taken from below, her eyes seemed larger, her face smaller, but the slightly squinted pupils, the upturned corners of her eyes, and her slightly parted red lips constantly exuded a seductive charm.

Without a doubt, ninety-nine percent of men, faced with such a vivid, enticing face, and hearing her soul-stirring words, would be unable to prevent their hearts from wavering.

Bo Yan was an ordinary man, but, he clearly saw the smugness and indifference hidden deep within her seemingly flirtatious gaze. She wasn’t doing this because she liked him or had feelings for him.

She was only trying to turn the tables.

At first, Xia Siyu did feel a bit smug. She had just been flustered by Bo Yan’s approach, losing her bearings. Even her own heart had rippled slightly, and she began to recall the details of their past together.

But she quickly realized, damn, wasn’t this the exact same tactic he used that day in the film studio when he drew close to kiss her?

He was exploiting her lingering feminine shyness, deliberately getting close, trying to use it as a chance to make her concede, to get her to give up on changing the script, especially the fight scenes!

And she hadn’t seen through his cunning plan at first, almost falling for his tricks! If he had lowered his head and rubbed against her a bit more, would she have agreed not to change the script just to avoid him?

How could she allow that!

Now it seemed that this tactic was somewhat effective; at least Bo Yan’s body was visibly stiffening. Xia Siyu felt a bit proud of the progress. She leaned in even closer, this time deliberately “sacrificing” herself by pressing her upper body against him, her arm still hanging around his neck as she twisted slightly, “Am I right?”

Bo Yan kept watching her, his eyes still serene, but deep within his pupils, a coldness grew.

He reached out—slowly pulled Xia Siyu’s arm from around his neck, stepped back, and maintained a distance, “The script issue can’t be entirely up to you. It needs to be discussed based on the film’s requirements. As for how and how much it should be changed, that should be a collective decision.”

Xia Siyu didn’t mind; seeing his icy expression only confirmed her belief that his recent closeness was all for the sake of the script! This sly and cunning man! Fortunately, she was wise enough to detect his ambitions in time!

“Let’s keep it professional.” She quickly bounced back, retracting all traces of flirtation and turning back to give him a cool look.

Bo Yan stood two meters away, his face showing no desire to interact with her, and she felt a bit annoyed inside.

What’s the matter, me, Xia Siyu, a female celebrity who, despite being embroiled in scandals, still ranks in the top three on the most-wanted dating lists on major men’s forums? And I have the bust, the waist, and long, slender legs—what about me is not good enough for you, that you disdain me so?

If it weren’t for the fact that he had something with her before, she would have suspected that Bo Yan had changed his preferences, that he now fancied men. Over the years, he seemed to have had no scandals, and after marrying her, they led separate lives, even on their wedding night, one slept on the bed, the other on the couch.

But to tell the truth, seeing him keep such a respectful distance only sparked a fire within her!

She wondered, what would it feel like to ignite a spark within such a cold man?