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At this moment, he heard footsteps approaching.
Bo Yan hesitated for a moment but did not retreat.
This is the innermost corner. Even so, there were many people attending the banquet today, so there were also people coming and going.
It shouldn¡¯t be his driver, right?
Just as I was thinking this, the footsteps got closer and closer, and soon after, the car door opened: "Master Yan."
When the driver entered the car door, Boyan and Xia Siyu were already seated. But Xia Siyu was sitting leaning against the car door, and Bo Yan seemed to be sitting in the middle, right next to Xia Siyu.
"Awaited."
"What are you waiting for?" Bo Yan frowned slightly. If he had known better, he would have informed the driver to come back half an hour later. He said "hmm" from his throat and sat upright with a calm look on his face.
The car drove out quickly. With the driver around, Bo Yan didn't dare to be presumptuous. Occasionally, he looked sideways at her and found that Xia Siyu had woken up at some point. It was just that she was leaning against the car window with one arm, looking at the scenery outside the car.
But she was very quiet, not making any noise, and her expression was slightly serious, as if she was thinking about something.
The car was speeding along, and street lights and buildings were quickly left behind. Xia Siyu propped up her arms and looked at the street scene for a long time, then suddenly asked: "What kind of person do you think I am?"
Bo Yan was stunned, this has no beginning and no end, what does "what kind of person am I" mean? And are you asking him? Did she drink too much and now she has developed a second form: Drunken Talk.
He was silent for a moment.
Xia Siyu didn't hear his answer, but she wasn't angry either. After a short while, she asked again: "Do you think I am a failure?"
This time Bo Yan finally turned around and looked at her openly. Xia Siyu was still looking out the window, wondering what her expression was. The only thing that was certain was that her tone was firm, and although it contained a hint of self-doubt and sarcasm, it was definitely not the level of talking nonsense after drinking too much.
The most common thing is to tell the truth after drinking.
He spoke: "Are you asking me?"
Xia Siyu ignored his rhetorical question and continued with her third question: "Do you sometimes think I'm ridiculous?"
Bo Yan frowned, this time he was even more confused.
Although Xia Siyu¡¯s tone was okay, the question sounded too drunk. There was a driver in front of him, and he didn't know what to say: "Why do you ask?"
There was silence again.
This kind of silence is really not like Xia Siyu's personality. Boyan asked again: "Are you drunk? Do you still know who I am?"
Xia Siyu was silent for a long time before speaking eloquently: "I officially debuted at the age of 20, one month to 27. I became famous as soon as I debuted, and I stayed popular for six years, reaching the old, weak, sick and disabled, and even the children in kindergarten , everyone knows me. I earn tens of millions for a movie and tens of millions for an advertisement. In the past few years, I have made money that many people can¡¯t make in their lifetime. Although my reputation is not very good, I I don¡¯t really care. I know what those people say about me, saying that I just have a good-looking face. Apart from my face, I am nothing. I have a bad reputation, I have a lot of scandals, I have a bad temper, I play big names, those black people I know what my fans are saying to me. But I don¡¯t care. I don¡¯t care what other people think of me.¡±
Bo Yan didn¡¯t know how to interrupt, so he had to stay silent.
But at this moment, Xia Siyu suddenly turned her head and looked at him for a moment: "But I care about how I see myself." (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com