My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 439: Petty and Jealous Best Actor

Chapter 439: Chapter 439: Petty and Jealous Best Actor

In the afternoon after work, Xia Ji went to look for Lu Xiao and ran into Yuran. She greeted her with eager joy, "Yuran, you’re back? That’s really great."

Yuran smiled and, noticing the direction Xia Ji was heading, raised her eyebrows, "Going to find Lu Xiao?"

Xia Ji didn’t think there was anything amiss and nodded, "Yeah, Grandpa asked me to bring him home for dinner. Today my second brother came back from a business trip and brought me a gift."

Yuran: "..."

This girl was really frank, guessing that the Xia Family just wanted Lu Xiao to see the kind of treatment Xia Ji received at home. If Lu Xiao couldn’t give her even a little bit of that in the future, then the Xia Family would not let him off easy.

But the girl was innocent, not knowing the intentions of her family and bluntly saying it out loud.

Lu Xiao also just happened to come out from another lounge and heard the young girl’s words. Yuran gave him a smile full of sympathy.

Lu Xiao smiled and didn’t mind as he walked towards them, "Xiaxia."

Xia Ji let go of Yuran’s arm and immediately looped hers around Lu Xiao’s, then turned to say goodbye to Yuran, "Yuran, I’ll also bring back a gift for you. We won’t be attending Qiuyan’s welcome party today since it’s not easy for the entire Xia Family to get together;

next time I’ll host a dinner to treat everyone, alright?"

Of course, Yuran didn’t mind at all and nodded, "Don’t worry about it, everyone is easy-going and won’t overthink it. I’ll let Qiuyan know, you guys hurry back."

"President Yu, I’ll take Xia Ji back first."

Lu Xiao held Xia Ji’s hand tight in his palm, and Yuran waved at the two, "Go on, go on."

Once the two left, everyone gathered to start gossiping, their teasing tones amusing to hear.

Employee, "President Yu, where are we going to hold Qiuyan’s reception? Is the Y International Hotel good?"

Yuran smiled, neither stern nor stingy, "Sure, you decide on the location. Bo Yan and I will pick up the guest. Qi Younian, you arrange for everyone to go ahead and have fun, we’ll be there shortly."

Employee, "Is the great actor Bo bringing little master Zhizhi?"

Yuran nodded, "Yes."

"That’s great, I’ll order a couple extra dishes for little treasure Zhizhi."

This was probably the secret wish of many employees. Yuran smiled and discussed briefly with Qi Younian, who wasn’t stingy and agreed to everyone’s suggestion, directly making a reservation for a private room at the Y International Hotel.

There were just over thirty employees in the company, a simple matter, one private room would do.

Yuran patted his shoulder, "I’m counting on you, President Qi."

Qi Younian, "No problem."

...

Imperial Capital International Airport.

"Mom, with Zhizhi dressed like this, won’t he be recognized?" Zhizhi was wearing an exaggerated pair of toad glasses, with a scarf covering most of his little face, and the toad glasses hid half of it too.

The look was exaggerated but not out of place.

Bo Yan, on the other hand, wore a mask and glasses, dressed in casual clothes, and although his demeanor was always outstanding, it wouldn’t lead to too much speculation. Yuran was wearing a beret and a long trench coat. Even in such attire, the family of three still attracted many glances.

Plus, with Zhizhi’s innocent tone, it was endearing and made him seem adorable.

Passersby occasionally glanced at them, nothing more than a second look.

Yuran surreptitiously tugged down Zhizhi’s scarf and kissed him on the face, "No worries, Zhizhi is awesome. What will you say when we pick up Aunt Qiuyan?"

Over the past two years, Zhizhi had also video chatted with Meng Qiuyan, going from being unacquainted at the beginning to smoothly calling her Aunt Qiuyan, which showed their good relationship.

Zhizhi’s black eyes rolled around, and he looked at Yuran with a beaming smile, "Mom, I remember, to welcome Aunt Qiuyan home."

"Mm, Zhizhi is really awesome."

Zhizhi smiled somewhat shyly, feeling a bit embarrassed as he thought he was already a big kid, always being praised by mom and dad.

Soon, the flight was announced to have landed safely, and then it was time to collect the luggage. Finally, Meng Qiuyan’s tall figure appeared in view.

Spotting the family of three right away, Meng Qiuyan didn’t dare to waste time and quickly greeted them, hugging Yuran before hearing Zhizhi’s milky voice say, "Aunt Qiuyan, welcome home."

Her heart instantly melted.

She took Zhizhi from Bo Yan’s hands and talked with him all the way. Meng Qiuyan’s hair, which was shoulder-length before she went abroad, had now grown to waist-length, giving her an elegant and graceful appearance.

Naturally charming.

With deep-set facial features and exquisite makeup on, it wasn’t until they got in the car that Yuran could clearly see her current appearance. She was shocked, followed by a deep sense of emotion.

In the past two years, Meng Qiuyan graduated with excellent academic results, received a full scholarship, performed in a musical in New York with a positive reaction, and even got an invitation from a director, though she rejected it.

She never hid these things from Yuran but would instead share every detail with her.

So after getting in the car and opening the flower case, Zhizhi joined in, and the conversation became lively.

Bo Yan was driving in front, and the three in the backseat were chattering away, leaving him feeling a sense of grievance as if he were about to be forgotten by his son and wife.

Meng Qiuyan was the same age as Bo Yan; although Yuran was several years younger than her, she always felt like she was the younger one in front of Yuran.

She often found it difficult to understand where this feeling came from.

Upon arrival at the Y International Hotel and stepping into the private room, they were greeted with a barrage of streamers, with Zhizhi’s cheering laughter making everyone especially joyful.

Everyone liked him so much they wished they could grab him and fuss over him as they pleased.

But then they saw the formidable aura of the great actor Bo Yan and didn’t dare to be too presumptuous.

Yuran couldn’t help but laugh, bending over to whisper in Zhizhi’s ear, "Baby, go say hello to the aunties and uncles, and remember to shake hands, okay?"

Zhizhi nodded his head and went to satisfy everyone’s desires.

Seeing Zhizhi was quite rare after all, and after being away for two years, Meng Qiuyan felt gratitude in her heart in addition to the emotions as she reunited with everyone.

"Thank you, everyone."

Bai Leyao came up with a bubbly laugh, still holding an unopened streamer in her hand, "No need to be polite, we are all one family, all part of Yuran’s harem. No need for such formal words, you’re making it seem like we’re outsiders."

Yuran’s harem?

Yuran almost went to cover the mouth of the unrestrained Bai Leyao. Was she trying to kill her?

She subconsciously looked at Bo Yan’s expression, and sure enough, it made her feel guilty. She approached him with a playful laugh, "Big Brother Qi, just a joke, don’t take it seriously."

"No problem, the harem may have many, but there’s only one queen. No chance of being shaken."

Wait, why did that sound so through gritted teeth?

She’s not, she didn’t, she definitely didn’t need a harem.

She tried to ingratiate herself by reaching for Bo Yan’s hand, but, but... Bo Yan actually shifted his body, avoiding her touch.

Avoided her.

Yuran stared grumpily at someone’s back, muttering, "Petty, narrow-minded, rich snob, as if it’s a big deal you have money."

But indeed, he was quite rich, much more than her.

That made her even more irritated.