My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 275: What to Do If Pregnant

Chapter 275: Chapter 275: What to Do If Pregnant

At first, she thought getting married was just a simple affair, not something that needed to be known by everyone, but now, it seemed not as simple as she thought, and apparently, Bo Yan’s friends were attending too.

She couldn’t help feeling a bit nervous.

Situ Jue talked the entire way, mostly reporting to Bo Yan about the preparations. Since the request was urgent, he was only managing everything remotely and repeatedly explained to Bo Yan that if there was anything uncomfortable or needing improvement, they still had time to make changes, pushing the date back wouldn’t be a big issue.

Getting married was a once-in-a-lifetime event, and despite the rush, it needed meticulous attention.

Deep down, Bo Yan was unwilling to make Yuran suffer any discomfort. Marrying him was supposed to give her a unique and unforgettable experience, not a careless affair. After all, she would be spending her life with him; if he didn’t cherish her, who would?

Yuran didn’t care about such formalities. Her thoughts were simple; she and Bo Yan were in love, both felt they were suited for marriage, so they would just get married, that was all.

Indeed, luxurious and glamorous weddings were stunningly beautiful, but she didn’t place much importance on them.

However, she hadn’t expected Bo Yan to arrange so much.

She was a bit dazed; on the helicopter, Bo Yan had to temporarily let go of her because some of his original plans needed revision, such as the flowers at the chapel.

Thus, Yuran had some free time and huddled together with her three best friends.

Qi Nian looked around the extravagantly luxurious helicopter, feeling quite worldly, and couldn’t help but complain to Yuran, "You’re basically marrying a money-printing machine."

What kind of odd description was that?

Yuran couldn’t help but laugh and cry, slapping Qi Nian on the head, "Don’t talk nonsense."

Feeling wronged, Qi Nian rubbed her head, looking at Bo Yan who was briskly talking to Situ Jue not far away, and thought, if one hadn’t seen it with their eyes, who the hell would have thought that such a lofty and aloof superstar like Bo Yan would act like this in private?

Incredible.

She felt like she was witnessing a miracle.

Annan joked, "Now I see how eager the great movie star Bo is to marry you. Look at this preparation; he can hardly wait a second.

But speaking of which, Ranran, will you guys live together after you get married?"

Yuran’s face turned beet-red, and she pushed Annan beside her, "Don’t you live with your husband after marriage?"

Annan laughed, "I’m just making an assumption. Think about it, you’re just starting out, your performance results aren’t out yet, and although your acting skills are online, people don’t know that. Haven’t you thought about what to do if you get pregnant?"

Yuran: "... That won’t happen, right?"

Her body wasn’t even nineteen yet, not suitable for pregnancy.

Bai Leyao interjected, "Given how much the great movie star Bo treasures you, you’re telling me it won’t happen? Are you kidding me?"

Yuran: "... Can we not have such a messy conversation? I’m not worried, so why are you?"

Annan, "I’m inwardly bitter, worried about being unemployed after graduation."

Bai Leyao, "I’m feeling bitter, worried about not having songs to sing."

Qi Nian, "I’m inwardly bitter, worried about studying alone."

Yuran: "... You guys are too much, believe it or not, I might just throw you guys out?"

The three of them: "... Isn’t that a bit too heartless?"

Yuran raised an eyebrow, looking at the three with a half-smile, "Shall we try?"

The three of them chuckled awkwardly, backing off a bit, "You’re petty, not even jokes are spared, who spoiled you like this?"

After speaking, the three felt something was amiss and chorused, "My God, who else could it be? It has to be the great movie star Bo, of course."

There was quite a stir on this side, and the last sentence obviously made it to Bo Yan’s ears as he and Situ Jue both looked over, puzzled, to see Yuran sitting by herself while the other three were huddled together, shivering.

Yuran sat opposite the three, his expression somewhat stern, then the smile at the corners of his mouth took on a somewhat evil tilt. Situ Jue averted his gaze, looked over at Bo Yan beside him, and saw the emotions flowing from the depths of Bo Yan’s eyes—warmth and indulgence.

He was slightly startled, not expecting that in his lifetime, he would see such emotions in Seventh Master.

It was indeed rare.

From this, it can be said that Yuran is indeed in a different position. Besides, the person who could make Seventh Master personally speak of marriage, how bad could they be?

Speaking of which, was this Yuran really the stupid, shameless person Xie Cheng often spoke of?

Greedy by nature?

His eyes clean as if they were the Milky Way.

Foolishly luxurious.

His attire simple and plain, with only the jade around his neck of any value—the rest was fine, but was Xie Cheng’s judgment a bit off?

It must be just his personal prejudice!

Xie Cheng, suddenly the focus of such concentrated gaze, instinctively looked over and saw Situ Jue staring at him, leading Xie Cheng to respond with a bewildered look as he saw the disdain in Situ Jue’s eyes.

Xie Cheng: "..." What the hell did I do to deserve this?

Everyone seems to find fault with me, how unreasonable.

...

In Las Vegas, there was also a manor, quite large; previously, Situ Jue had arranged for them to go to a church, but Bo Yan himself had rejected this idea.

Firstly, their own manor was large enough to hold an outdoor wedding and banquet.

Secondly, Yuran would certainly prefer a wedding held at home.

It could be small, as long as it was warm.

He knew very well how easy his girl was to care for.

So they reached the manor, and discussions were still ongoing when the well-trained butler, as soon as the plane stabilized, came over with a few servants, putting on a thick welcoming manner.

This made Yuran and the others somewhat unaccustomed.

Bo Yan wrapped his arms around her as they descended from the plane, servants bowing deeply; Bo Yan whispered in her ear with a smile, "Why don’t you follow the servant for a tour around the manor? I will discuss some details with Situ, then come find you later?"

Yuran nodded, "Okay, Seven Bro, actually, don’t make it too complicated, you know me..."

Although calling him Seven Bro made her feel embarrassed now, Bo Yan insisted, and she hadn’t...

Well, anyway, it was sort of a quirk.

Situ Jue had already instructed the butler; after Bo Yan finished speaking with Yuran, the butler came over immediately to lead them on a tour of the manor, which was said to belong to an aristocrat from the 18th century. Renowned as a manor, it in fact boasted a beautiful environment complete with its own forest and castle.

The moment they stepped off the plane, Qi Nian and the others felt as if they had entered another world.

The butler introduced them, explaining that the castle had over forty rooms, not including the servant quarters, more than ten dressing rooms, and it was Bo Yan’s property, with over forty servants maintaining the castle daily.

Towards the west of the castle was a vineyard filled with grapevines, and some of the wine in the castle’s wine cellar came from there.

There were also a few pets kept in the forest, and if Yuran was interested, he could continue to introduce them.