My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 280: Careful Care

Chapter 280: Chapter 280: Careful Care

Bo Yan couldn’t help but laugh, "Mom, between the baby and me, who is actually your child?"

Mom Bo actually considered the question seriously and said with disdain, "I hope the baby is my daughter, and you’re my son-in-law, but it’s not up to me to decide.

Thinking about my son looking like this, I really don’t have much to say."

That disdainful tone and frightened reaction truly gave one a headache.

After the assessment, Bo Yan was absolutely a hundred percent suspicious that he was adopted.

It wasn’t until near the afternoon that Qi Younian finally met Yuran, as Bo Yan originally didn’t want to give the two of them any space.

In his words, they were about to get married, they were family, and there was nothing he shouldn’t be able to hear.

Besides, he knew all of Yuran’s secrets, what else could there be that he couldn’t know?

But Yuran insisted, and after staring at her resentfully for a while, he finally gave in.

Yuran looked at him with amusement, leaned in, and kissed the corner of his lips, "Be good, just for a little while, okay?"

Bo Yan’s expression improved slightly, and he leaned in presenting his right cheek, "This side too."

Yuran: "..."

Although she thought her future husband was a bit childish, Yuran still leaned in and kissed him.

Qi Younian, who was unceremoniously fed a mouthful of dog food: "..."

These two, I’m afraid they don’t treat me as a person.

Once he left, Qi Younian couldn’t help but laugh. Was this the same Bo Yan that everyone sees as the great movie star? It was simply inconceivable.

"Bo Yan knows?"

Qi Younian had spent a day in the castle and was a hundred percent satisfied with the service, never expecting that he would get to experience the life of a super-rich for a day.

Although it seemed a bit inappropriate to ask this question now, Qi Younian felt it was necessary, as it would determine the pace of his future actions.

Yuran nodded, "He knows."

Then, remembering what Bo Yan had told her, she repeated it to Qi Younian, "If you have any doubts or clues on your side, could you help me look into my sister’s whereabouts when you go back?"

Qi Younian frowned, "No wonder, I always felt something was off, you two are clearly sisters but don’t have a single resemblance. Don’t worry, I understand."

Yuran also thought back to her original intention and felt a bit guilty, "I don’t even know where the real Bairan is, if..."

Qi Younian interrupted her, "Don’t think too much, she will be safe."

"Okay."

"You seem to have gotten a lot better with your acclimation sickness. Bo Yan knows too? What was his reaction when you told him you are Fu Yuran?"

Yuran smiled and looked him in the eyes, "He said he felt regretful for not having met me earlier; he could have liked me for many more years."

Qi Younian almost choked on his tea, "Do you believe him?"

"Yes, I do. He wouldn’t lie to me. Haven’t you also said Bo Yan and Yinchao aren’t the same sort of person? I choose to trust him."

"Fair enough, if he has managed to get you to agree to marriage, how bad could he be?"

Yuran smiled...

Being with Qi Younian was always relaxing, even though the two of them were just close friends.

...

Meanwhile, Bo Yan had just returned to the main hall and learned through the butler about a call back from the doctor. He went straight to the study to call the doctor, who provided a detailed analysis combining Yuran’s condition with the cases he had handled and came to a fairly positive conclusion.

He also told Bo Yan that this was a long-term solution that would require time and effort, so they would start by treating two courses of therapy to see.

Bo Yan asked him to proceed.

After hanging up the phone, he felt somewhat worried.

In future film shoots, the young lady would inevitably have to go abroad. If she felt this way every time, how could he rest easy?

Xie Cheng had been handling affairs on this side recently. After some thought, he sent him a message.

[Going forward with Yuran’s work, you should also pay close attention. Reduce my workload, preferably to once every other year.]

Xie Cheng quickly replied [Why?]

[Bo Yan: If possible, let me rest for two years. There’s been a slight issue with Yuran on this side, and I’m not at ease.]

It took Xie Cheng quite a while before he responded, [Two years, have you calculated your losses?]

[Bo Yan: I’m not short of money, what I lack is time with her. And it’s just a temporary rest for two years. Seriously speaking, there are no issues.]

[Xie Cheng: Okay, I got it. I’ll try my best to coordinate, because your work for the past two years is scheduled for the next two, and now a sudden change, I don’t know how difficult it will be to negotiate.]

[Bo Yan: Do your best.]

...

When Bo Yan came downstairs again, he saw his little girl half-leaning on the couch with her eyes closed, Qi Younian’s figure had disappeared, and the butler stood behind her. Seeing Bo Yan come downstairs, he performed a bow.

Bo Yan asked, "When did madam fall asleep? Why didn’t you call me?"

The butler lowered his voice, "After the guest left, madam felt tired, and she told me not to disturb you, saying she would just take a short nap here."

Bo Yan nodded, took a thin blanket from the butler’s hand, bent down carefully, and wrapped Yuran in the blanket, lifting her up. As he lifted her, Yuran slowly opened her eyes, looking at Bo Yan with a drowsy expression, "Seventh Brother? Are you done with your affairs?"

The young lady’s voice was soft and groggy, as if she hadn’t fully awoken, and Bo Yan reassured her in a gentle tone, "Be good, lean on me and continue to sleep, okay?"

"Alright."

Yuran wrapped her arms around his neck, leaned into his embrace, closed her eyes, and continued to sleep, her innocence making him chuckle.

"Seventh Young Master, shall dinner be prepared for seven o’clock?"

Bo Yan glanced at the hall clock and shook his head, "Tell the kitchen to make some porridge, and bring it to my room at six-thirty. Tonight, when madam’s friends return, ask what they would like to eat and then prepare it."

"Yes."

It would take at least two days for Yuran to feel better, during which she would be feeble and lack energy. Bo Yan stayed close by her side, fearful that any carelessness on his part might let her get hurt.

Such scrupulous care from the great actor Bo Yan astonished Annan and the others.

Qi Nian said with immense sentimentality, "If someone were that good to me, I’d marry him."

Situ Jue, who had been with them for two days, heard this, a shadow flickered in his eyes, and the corners of his lips carried a faint, ambiguous smile, making one wonder what he was thinking, or perhaps, plotting.

Staring at the back of Qi Nian’s head, he squinted slightly.

But Bai Leyao shook her head, "Where in the world are there so many good men? I think no one treats me better than my father and brother.".

Annan was left speechless, "You two always have such... unique topics. Growing up is truly not easy."

Bai Leyao nodded, "It’s really not easy for me. My dad said, when I was born, I weighed just over four pounds, barely made it, so it’s been tough."

Annan: "..."

Miss, actually, you don’t need to explain this anecdote to me.