My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 425: There’s Always This Kind of Mom.

Chapter 425: Chapter 425: There’s Always This Kind of Mom.

Lu Xiao debuted as a singer in an idol group and then continued to act in idol dramas.

After that, he recorded variety shows, and his popularity exploded. Coupled with the previous scandals, after clarifying them, he indeed attracted a lot of traffic, but all these had an expiration date; they were not long-term solutions.

What Lu Xiao needs to consider now is transitioning.

Qi Younian and Kang Zhenyu have been planning a suitable career path for him, and the founding intention of Ran Studio was to follow a high-quality route.

So now, it’s a critical time to build a good reputation. After long deliberations, Yuran no longer needs to worry; two big-budget movies have laid a solid foundation.

The follow-up development is also strong, plus Yuran’s husband, Bo Yan, would definitely not allow Yuran to take on any trashy movies.

Therefore, the two have never worried about Yuran’s career development. After all, her acting skills speak for themselves, with true talent that doesn’t require haste.

But Lu Xiao’s acting still needs polishing.

After listening, Yuran fell silent for a while, then Qi Younian, after remaining quiet for some time, asked, "Do you have any concerns?"

Yuran hummed in agreement, "My suggestion is to let Lu Xiao disappear for three months."

"What did you say? Disappear for three months at the height of his popularity? Yuran, are you serious?"

Qi Younian was obviously anxious.

Yuran offered some soothing words and said, "Will you listen to me? Put the phone on speaker, and you and Kang Ge can hear me out. If you both reject my plan, I will accept your suggestions."

"Fine."

Some noise came from Qi Younian’s side, and then Kang Zhenyu’s voice was heard, "President Yu, I’m here; go ahead."

Yuran said, "Here’s what I’m thinking, although Lu Xiao’s popularity is indeed rising now, his true capabilities can’t keep up with it. Continuing like this, he will only burn out the momentum without attracting more fans;

To overflow is to lose, Kang Ge, you understand this industry better than I do, we cannot be too aggressive now;

Also, taking an appropriate break can help one understand more clearly what they’re lacking. Lu Xiao needs this time to stop;

Moreover, during the three months of disappearance, it’s not about truly stopping, but about learning, studying acting, learning how to portray the characters in the scripts more vividly;

Director Lin once told me that Lu Xiao’s acting can be refined further, and I hope Lu Xiao becomes a better person with more purified self-value.

After all, his girlfriend is no ordinary person. I don’t want to hear about how he doesn’t deserve Xia Ji in the future due to public opinion pressure."

After a silence on the side of Kang Zhenyu and Qi Younian, Kang Zhenyu spoke up first, "President Yu, I disappeared for ten years, and I didn’t expect to have lost some sharp instincts, becoming a bit more aggressive. I think what you said makes sense.

We will do as you say. We will explain in detail to Lu Xiao. Sorry to bother you during your vacation."

"Kang Ge, you’re too kind; I’m really glad that Ran Studio is managed by you and Qi Younian. Being a hands-off boss makes me incredibly fortunate."

After both sides hung up the phone, Yuran stood in the small garden for a while before entering the house. Bo Yan was holding Zhizhi, standing behind a door behind her. She turned around to see the father and son duo and felt her mood lift instantly.

"Is there a problem with the studio?"

After entering the house and closing the door, Bo Yan smiled and asked, not too seriously, as if making casual conversation with her.

Yuran nodded her head, circled his arm, and walked back to the living room to sit on the playmat with Zhizhi, playing with building blocks. She casually explained the situation, and Bo Yan handed Zhizhi an arch-shaped block, saying, "Your concerns are valid. Lu Xiao still needs to polish his acting."

His current strength won’t support him for a long journey. Calming down and continuing to study is quite necessary."

Seeing her concern approved by someone she cared about, Yuran’s eyes immediately lit up, "Bo Yan, you also think my worries are valid?"

Bo Yan hummed in agreement, "Of course, in my heart, I can support everything about you, blindly."

Yuran threw a punch at him, "Bo Yan, you really are..."

Zhizhi giggled and handed a building block to each of his parents, inviting them to join him in play. Yuran, looking at the chubby little hand extended in front of her, took the block and sat down to start playing with him.

The three family members sat on the play mat, constructing a wobbly and unsightly castle. Zhizhi was so excited that he clapped his hands and stretched his legs as if celebrating his own incredible feat.

Bo Yan praised the mother and son lavishly from the side.

Because he was only responsible for handing out the blocks, he did not participate in the building.

Yuran’s face turned embarrassingly red, feeling that Bo Yan’s praise was actually a veiled mockery. She quietly moved a block, and with a crash, the castle they had spent over an hour building was destroyed in an instant.

Zhizhi was too young to notice her small act, but Bo Yan, with his keen observation, couldn’t fail to notice. He raised an eyebrow, looking amusedly at Yuran, the troublemaker.

Yuran glared at him, then bent her head and consoled Zhizhi, who was staring blankly with utter confusion, "Baby, let’s start over."

Zhizhi had a very long reaction time, and the moment Yuran picked up a block, he burst into loud crying. Tears fell thick and fast, his eyes and the tip of his nose red from crying, looking pitiful beyond words.

Yuran finally felt the bitter taste of guilt and embarrassment from doing something wrong and started to soothe Zhizhi, who was seeking comfort in Bo Yan’s arms.

She looked at Bo Yan awkwardly, "Bo Yan, I..."

Bo Yan placed a finger on her lips and held Zhizhi close with his other hand, leaning in close and whispering with a smile, "Don’t worry, he’ll be fine in a moment."

Yuran’s eyes were full of apology.

Bo Yan’s finger slid down, comforting her by holding her hand. Then he stood up with Zhizhi in his arms, speaking to him in a gentle, soothing tone.

Zhizhi wasn’t a child who cried nonstop. He was good-natured; most of the time he wouldn’t cry, and if he did, it was just for a couple of minutes. So, it took Bo Yan no more than two minutes to soothe the child in his arms.

"Baby, look, your crying made mommy so sad. Shall we go and comfort mommy?"

Zhizhi looked at Bo Yan, not quite understanding, his big eyes still red. Bo Yan carried him over to Yuran. He kissed her face, then looked expectantly at Zhizhi.

Not quite getting it, Zhizhi imitated the gesture, also pecking Yuran’s face and then smiling at Bo Yan, as if awaiting a reward.

Bo Yan laughed, truly a silly son.

Eventually, the newly built castle was completed by Bo Yan alone, one hundred percent perfect, and gleaming.

Yuran was not convinced, "How can this be fair, why was the one I built so ugly?"

Bo Yan, "In my eyes, both you and the things you make are beautiful, unique in their own way."

Yuran, "You always sweet-talk me with romantic phrases. Right, Bo Yan, I promised my classmates that I would bring Zhizhi to personally thank them for keeping my secret. Hmm, I want to invite them for a meal.

You help me arrange it, please? A bigger venue. I’ll bring Zhizhi, and it would be best if you could also be on the second floor or somewhere nearby, just to be there waiting for me."