My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 238: Plan Fails, Brutally Beaten

Chapter 238: Chapter 238: Plan Fails, Brutally Beaten

Yuran was not foolish, how could she not see what Bo Yan, that bastard, had done?

Looking at the cup that had rolled around on the sheets twice and at the face of someone who looked regretful yet had astonishingly bright eyes, she widened her eyes, "Seventh Brother, you..."

Bo Yan rose from the bed, unashamed and proud, "Me? What about me? Why not sleep together? My bed is quite wide."

Yuran: "...I’m not going."

Bo Yan was relentless, "Baby, my bedroom has a nice style, may I invite you to take a look?"

Yuran: "..."

Bo Yan was going to persuade her further when Yuran’s door was knocked on twice and then pushed open. The voice of Bo’s mother came in, "Baby, did you go downstairs just now? Were you..."

Seeing her son gripping Yuran’s arm, she halted her speech, rushed over, and started beating Bo Yan with her slipper, "You little bastard, what are you trying to do not sleeping in the middle of the night? This is my territory; what are you up to?

Ranran is so young, how can you be such a beast? If I had been asleep today, what would you have done to Ranran?"

Mrs. Bo moved agilely, slapping the slipper on Bo Yan whose dodging was half-hearted since the force from his mother didn’t really hurt.

Dodging distractedly, his eyes were fixed intently on Yuran, the intent clear.

Are you just going to watch me get bullied? I’m hurt, so hurt.

This scene came so suddenly that Yuran hadn’t even reacted before she saw Bo’s mother chasing Bo Yan all over the room and incessantly cursing, "Bo Yan, did I teach you to be tireless in deceiving people?

Baby is only how old this year? You could actually bear to strike her, are you a beast?

If I don’t beat you to death today, you’re going to drive me to my death. Compared to that, I might as well kill you!"

Bo Yan: "..."

Yuran hurriedly went over and hugged Mrs. Bo, stopping her breathless attacks, "Godmother, godmother, no, Seventh Brother didn’t do anything to me. He just came to chat for a bit. Getting angry is bad for your health. How about I help you beat him later, okay?"

Mrs. Bo was furiously gripping the slipper and pointing at Bo Yan, "Get out."

Bo Yan looked pleadingly at Yuran, "Baby, you see, you just came and hugged me. How could my mom hit me then? Is she planning to ruin the marriage, or her own son, and you’re helping her?"

Mrs. Bo, furious beyond belief, "You actually called her ’Baby’, who gave you the right?"

Bo Yan, "Mom, don’t be unfair. If you can call her, why can’t I? Speaking of which, the person who will be with Baby forever is me. Bo, the head of the family is who you should be calling Baby.

You’re not worried about Bo, the head of the family, getting jealous. He doesn’t get jealous, but I do.

This ’Baby’ suits no one better than me! Eventually, Ranran will grow up, marry me, and sleep with me, what does a few years in advance matter? What era are we in now? You still expect your son to be in a platonic relationship?"

Mrs. Bo: "Still no, no matter what, Baby is still young now, you can’t lay a finger on her. Go back to your room, I’ll sleep with Baby tonight."

Bo Yan looked incredulously at his overprotective mother: "..."

Mrs. Bo dragged a bewildered Yuran to the bedside, and seeing the sad state of the bed, she clenched her teeth and laughed sarcastically, turning to look at her own son, "Bo Yan, have you no shame?"

Bo Yan, "Am I to take your words as a compliment?"

Mrs. Bo, enraged, threw a water glass at Bo Yan, "What sins have I committed in my life for you to grow up crooked till today, without a face to see the ancestors of the Bo Family, who taught you to be so shameless?"

Bo Yan said proudly, "I’m self-taught."

Mrs. Bo took a deep breath, holding back her temper, not knowing what to say to her shameless son, then turned to Yuran and said, "Baby, you’ll sleep in my room tonight. Ah! Let’s not stoop to his level."

"Hey, mom, don’t be like that..."

Watching Mrs. Bo take Yuran away, Bo Yan felt deeply regretful, as things were not going well at all.

Oh, the night drags on, and it’s hard to sleep alone.

...

The filming progress of "Glory" was much faster than Xuan Ze had anticipated, especially the efficiency of Bo Yan and Yuran, which if praised, would be unparalleled.

While resting after a scene, Xuan Ze approached Yuran and tentatively asked, "Did ’Emperor Shun of Tang’ get back to you yet?"

Yuran warmed her hands with the health tea Annan had given her. As the weather grew colder, she would wrap herself in a cotton jacket and retreat to a corner after scenes. She didn’t expect Xuan Ze to come over to chat, especially with such a difficult question.

She shook her head, "Not yet, they said three days, there’s still one more left. The filming mode I want is the same as ’Glory,’ where it doesn’t interfere with my studies. The chances of getting the role are not great."

Xuan Ze didn’t think so, "I had dinner with Director Lin and others last night, and we talked about you; do you want to hear what the great Director Lin Zhan thinks of you?"

More than just a dinner, he also watched Yuran’s audition performance. Xuan Ze was somewhat amazed; he didn’t expect Yuran’s adaptability to be so high. Her acting was flawless, with not a single fault to pick, not at all like a newcomer.

The dinner with Director Lin and others was, as usual, a discussion about films, newcomers, and the scripts they held.

Director Lin has a prestigious reputation in the industry, and many juniors respect him, eager to collaborate. Naturally, there was no reason not to attend such gatherings, especially since he had a script they wanted to co-develop.

However, the conversation suddenly turned to Yuran, and Director Lin could barely conceal his admiration.

Once the topic opened, other directors took interest too, and Director Lin shared Yuran’s audition video with six or seven directors present. All rated it highly.

Xuan Ze tentatively asked Director Lin if he would cast Yuran, to which Director Lin turned around and asked him if Yuran was dating him?

Xuan Ze panicked and lost control of his facial expression.

Joking, poaching from Bo Yan? Not many in the industry would dare.

So now here he was by Yuran’s side, asking about this topic, which most people would be curious about!

But unexpectedly, Yuran didn’t play to common logic; she shook her head, indicating she wasn’t too keen, "Never mind, I like a quiet revelation, the conclusion is more surprising that way. Even if I don’t get the role in ’Emperor Shun of Tang,’ though it’s somewhat regrettable, I can understand."

"Tsk tsk, you have a big heart," he said.

"Thanks for the undue praise, Director Tang," she replied.

Xuan Ze said, "When did I praise you?"

Yuran replied, "I’ll just take it as Director Tang praising me, otherwise why would you have introduced me for an audition with the ’Emperor Shun of Tang’ crew? Hence, you must appreciate me."

Xuan Ze was left speechless.

These days, the supporting actors’ scenes needed to be completed together, so they were almost always on set. Li Weiwei was still among the supporting actors, but her attention to Yuran had increased in the last few days.