My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 395: Who would have thought that Bo Yan would turn out like this?

Chapter 395: Chapter 395: Who would have thought that Bo Yan would turn out like this?

"Now that you’ve seen with your own eyes, is your brain still there?" Bo Yan said sarcastically.

Si Huang found it unbelievable, "I mean, can’t you tone down the sarcasm? Since you became a big star, how long has it been since we officially had a proper meeting?

This rare chance to meet, can you not be so harsh?"

Bo Yan huffed and didn’t reply.

Si Huang, incredulous, turned to Xie Cheng for his opinion, "Isn’t it exhausting to cater to someone like him?"

Xie Cheng replied with a radiant smile, "Si Yao, there’s a saying that goes, ’You’ll get used to it.’"

Si Huang clicked his tongue in admiration at Xie Cheng’s ability to remain positive despite the mistreatment, "You really are fit to serve the Movie Emperor."

Xie Cheng’s mouth twitched, "Si Yao, you’re really joking, that’s so ambiguous."

Si Huang: "..."

The doctors and nurses present at the scene today were all arranged by Si Huang. Understanding the particular importance of Bo Yan, he obviously took it seriously, and he had to handle the relationships involved properly.

Otherwise, his brother would not let him off the hook.

Therefore, upon seeing the great Movie Emperor Bo Yan, these medical staff members maintained a very calm attitude.

The gynecologist treating Yuran was an expert around forty years old, kindly looking at Yuran. Yuran had a pleasing appearance that elders would like upon seeing her.

She asked Yuran if anything unusual had happened recently. Having studied Chinese medicine, after taking Yuran’s pulse, she sent Yuran for a blood test.

When Yuran was having her blood taken, her little expression was somewhat grave, and Bo Yan held her hand and asked, "Is it necessary to take blood? Isn’t there another way to check?"

Si Huang’s eyes twitched, "Movie Emperor Bo, this is to make a more accurate diagnosis, what are you doing?"

Bo Yan glanced sideways, "It’s none of your business."

Obviously, the doctor recognized Bo Yan. After all, he was so famous that everyone knew of him. However, she didn’t expect him to be accompanying a girl to the hospital.

She comforted Yuran, "Don’t be scared, a blood test is more accurate."

Bo Yan wanted to say something else, but Yuran grabbed his wrist and stopped him from speaking out, "Qi Ge, it’s okay, don’t worry."

A simple blood draw, and he was this nervous—what about when it came time to have a baby...

What would he do?

Bo Yan’s frown did not relax, and he held Yuran’s hand back, "Baby, let’s not do the test, okay?"

What kind of nonsense was that?

Yuran couldn’t help but feel amused, and everyone else was stunned—was this really the Bo Yan they knew?

Si Huang pinched himself, feeling a bit of pain; it wasn’t an illusion.

The others were shocked. The usually cold and distant Movie Emperor Bo Yan, when doting on someone, was actually like this?

A long life sees much.

The gynecologist, meanwhile, kept smiling cheerily.

It was a good thing, they thought, that the young were in love, even if he was a celebrity. He was just another person after all.

Si Huang turned to Xie Cheng, who seemed to take it all in stride, and asked, "Aren’t you shocked? Don’t you find it abnormal?"

"Abnormal?" Xie Cheng looked at Si Huang with a smirk, "This is called being accustomed to it."

Si Huang was astonished, "No way, accustomed to it?"

Xie Cheng couldn’t be bothered to argue. When you’ve had your fill of dog food, isn’t that just being used to it?

In the end, Yuran still went to have her blood taken. The way it looked, one might have thought it was Bo Yan having his own blood drawn, feeling pain on behalf of Yuran.

He pressed a cotton swab to the arm where blood had been drawn and asked Xie Cheng to buy breakfast. Si Huang had already prepared breakfast and asked the Little Assistant to fetch it.

Because of the special arrangement, the results came back very quickly—in just over half an hour, they had the results. Three weeks pregnant.

Yuran smiled, her eyes curving into crescents, listening intently to the doctor’s precautions and nodding vigorously, while Bo Yan, standing by her side, also took the advice to heart.

After confirming the pregnancy, Yuran made a call to Bo Yan’s mother, with Si Huang and Bo Yan standing aside. Bo Yan’s eyes were soft and indulgent as he watched her silhouette.

A tenderness almost overflowing from his gaze.

Si Huang clicked his tongue twice, "If I hadn’t seen it with my own eyes, I really wouldn’t believe you could change into someone like this. When you were a child, the way you used to fight and act fierce gives me chills just thinking about it."

Bo Yan did not respond, believing he had nothing to communicate with Si Huang about.

An heir to the family fortune.

Si Huang was used to Bo Yan’s indifference and did not take it to heart, "From now on, she can come to our hospital for prenatal checkups. I’ll make the arrangements. Speaking of which, now that she’s pregnant, what are you planning to do?"

It was then that Bo Yan gave him a serious look, "I got married, to Yuran, didn’t you know?"

Si Huang’s lips parted slightly in shock, his eyes sweeping between Bo Yan and Yuran, "Wait, you’re saying, you married Yuran? When did this happen?"

"A long time ago."

It took a while for Si Huang to regain his thoughts, "You’ve kept it a secret so well, most people in the circle probably don’t know."

Bo Yan’s expression darkened, "What does my marriage have to do with people in the circle? It’s none of your business either, so don’t go spreading it around."

Si Huang was stunned, "Am I the kind of person who gossips?"

Bo Yan, "Aren’t you?"

Suddenly furious, Si Huang glared at him, "You can question me, but you can’t question my integrity."

"You speak of integrity?"

Si Huang, "What’s so funny? If someone like you can find a wife, why can’t I have integrity?"

Bo Yan, "Si Er, haven’t you forgotten those times you were bullied so badly, you could only cry, and the despicable things you’ve done yourself?"

Si Huang’s expression turned awkward as he waved his hand dismissively, "Let bygones be bygones. You’ve got enough problems of your own; have the nerve to talk about me;

Alright, alright, stop looking at me like that, let’s change the subject;

So, does that mean that the smears against Yuran on the internet these past few days are false?"

With Bo Yan as her towering protector, those groundless gossips naturally couldn’t be pinned on Yuran.

Bo Yan’s eyes followed Yuran intently, not even sparing a glance for Si Yao, who believed himself to be a refined and handsome man, a talent like a graceful tree in the breeze. Although Bo Yan wouldn’t be expected to have a fancy for men and stare at him,

He still shouldn’t be this neglected.

Bo Yan replied nonchalantly, "What do you think?"

Si Huang: "..."

He was just so curious about the whole story because he wasn’t clear on the details.

But it was obvious from their end that there was no intention of elaborating.

Of course, he wouldn’t be tactless enough to keep asking, which would only embarrass himself; instead, he followed Bo Yan’s gaze.

He saw Yuran bathed in Morning Light, her profile adorned with a gentle, soft smile.

Her eyelashes fluttered, her lips parted slightly, and whatever was said on the other end of the phone made her laugh enchantingly.

Although he had long known Yuran, he had never seen her so vibrant and full of life before; she had always seemed extremely gloomy.

Subconsciously, he looked towards Bo Yan beside him, perhaps it was this man who had pampered her into such a state?

It was almost like a nightmarish fairy tale.

Who would have thought that Bo Yan could change into the man he is today?

Bo Yan stirred, walking toward Yuran, and as Si Huang reached out his hand, uttering an "Eh", he saw Bo Yan had already made his way to Yuran, enveloping her in his arms with an outstretched arm.