My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 473: Exposed Again

Chapter 473: Chapter 473: Exposed Again

Bo Yan squinted his eyes with a smile, suppressing the urge to tuck her hair behind her ear, "Alright, I’ll be careful."

After he finished speaking, his gaze swept towards the girls who were staring at Yuran; one by one, they quickly buried their heads. He turned sideways and walked towards Gui Yu.

Gui Yu was overshadowed by a shadow, forcing him to look up from the monitor. Seeing Bo Yan, he was not surprised, "Yuran has no scenes this afternoon, you can do as you please, just don’t wander too far since there are many production teams around here."

If it were captured, it would cause unnecessary trouble.

Although Gui Yu didn’t say this, Bo Yan was well aware of it. He thanked him and quickly left.

Gui Yu stiffened, raising his head to watch the receding figure, barely perceptible sigh escaping him. The assistant director beside him queried, "Director Gui, are you very familiar with this great actor, Bo?"

Gui Yu shook his head, "Not familiar, we hardly interact."

The assistant director said, "But you two looked like old friends who have known each other for years, with perfect understanding."

Gui Yu paused, "You might be overthinking it."

The assistant director shrugged and did not continue the conversation.

Returning to Yuran’s side, Yuran smiled at him, "What did you say to Director Gui? He looked a bit grumpy."

Bo Yan shook his head, "I didn’t even get to speak when he told me you had no scenes this afternoon, and that I could take you wherever I wanted."

Yuran hurriedly looked around, noticing that the nearest person, Lan Yi, showed no expression and presumably hadn’t heard; she gave Bo Yan a warning look, "Let’s go, I’ll lead. I’ll head out first, come after me."

Seeing her duck-like cautious appearance, Bo Yan felt an urge to laugh. As Yuran walked away, Lan Yi slowly remarked, "You really have a way with your wife."

"Thank you, senior, for the compliment."

Lan Yi’s mouth twitched, "..." Faced with Bo Yan’s shameless audacity, there indeed was no need to mince words, he preferred straightforward talk.

Better to scold him thoroughly.

She’s so young, yet he watches so closely.

...

Lincheng Film and Television City is not a small place, split into several major sections, hence the numerous production teams. Bo Yan was not unfamiliar with this place; he was a frequent visitor here and, although he didn’t spend as much time in the film city as television actors did, he was certainly not a stranger.

Once, he had filmed his third historical movie right here in Lincheng’s Film and Television City.

The performance was good, and thinking back, it seemed like a distant memory.

He preferred the film and television city on the outskirts of the capital more for one reason—Yuran could go home every day. The closer the film city was to home, the more he liked it.

The two walked among the Tang Dynasty architecture, the sides lined with extras sitting around, and continuous sounds from the production teams.

Yuran laughingly asked, "Qi Ge, were Zhizhi and San Ge awake when you left this morning?"

"No, I ordered them breakfast service. They should be awake and eating by now."

Yuran laughed, wishing she could hold Bo Yan’s hand if it weren’t inappropriate here; ah, it’s somewhat troubling, why can’t it be gloriously straightforward?

"What are you thinking about? You look quite worried?"

From beside her, Bo Yan’s voice came with a hint of amusement. Yuran glanced at him; today was overcast, yet he still looked radiant.

Blinking, she suddenly smiled, "Just some little thoughts."

Bo Yan’s eyebrows danced playfully, his eyes alight with mirth, "Care to share?"

Yuran, "If I shared, would they still be little thoughts?"

Bo Yan, "Once shared, it becomes our little secret, and I think that’s great!"

Yuran: "..." This guy really has a ton of flawed logic that you just can’t argue with.

She chuckled, and as they chose a less crowded alley to walk through, Yuran tilted her head to look at him, "Brother Qi, my little secret just now was exactly this."

This?

Bo Yan didn’t even have time to feel puzzled before a small hand grabbed his, and then Yuran smiled, her eyes curving, "I wanted to hold your hand openly and walk through any corner we have been together."

Bo Yan couldn’t hide his smile.

Exceptionally bold.

After Yuran finished speaking, she felt a bit shy, but Bo Yan’s brow twitched slightly, and he used his arm’s strength, pressing her against the wall of the alley, kissing her from a position of dominance. This kiss was fierce and domineering, making it impossible for her to escape.

The place was quiet, a narrow alley; Yuran thought it must be safe and quiet, so she didn’t mind, letting Bo Yan have his way.

The sound of their affection was somewhat embarrassing to hear.

Yuran tried to push him away but he grabbed her hands and pinned them at her chest, allowing him to bully her as he pleased.

She didn’t know how long it had been when a scream shattered the moment’s ambiguity.

Yuran was startled and Bo Yan pressed her face into his chest, hiding her.

Bo Yan’s eyebrows furrowed tightly as he turned his gaze toward the source of the sound, only to see a girl with a selfie stick holding up a phone, its camera pointed at them.

"Turn it off."

Bo Yan’s voice was icy cold.

The girl, still not recovered from her shock, apologized in a flustered manner, even forgetting to care about the phone’s camera still facing Yuran and him.

"I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to, I was just... just drawing inspirations, yes, I came here to draw inspirations. Big star Bo Yan, I am a live stream host at Dandan Live, I really didn’t mean to..."

She was almost crying, Bo Yan’s brows knitted into a "川" character.

"Can you not point your camera at us?"

"Oh, oh, oh, I’ll turn it off, turn it off..."

In her panic, the girl took down her phone, but didn’t turn it off, merely hiding it behind her back because just a moment ago, she had seen a huge increase in her live stream audience. Her company had issued an ultimatum; if her viewer count didn’t reach 100,000 this time, she would be fired.

But just then, by accident, she captured the scene where Bo Yan, like a Banished Immortal, was passionately kissing Yuran, oblivious to the surroundings. Her live viewer count escalated to over a million within minutes, a rare achievement.

Bo Yan did not miss her slight movements; he shielded Yuran in his arms, his eyes grew colder, "I said, turn off your live stream."

The young girl was so dizzy with potential benefits that she didn’t pause long enough to think about Bo Yan’s dark expression. She hurriedly asked, "Big star Bo Yan, are you and Yuran in a relationship? Were you just kissing?"

Yuran frowned, wanting to lift her head, but Bo Yan held her tightly in his arms, "Don’t move."

Yuran didn’t struggle and calmed down. The girl felt sweat in her palms; at this moment, she thought Bo Yan’s expression looked like he was about to devour her. Ignoring the consequences, she pointed her phone’s camera back at the two, "Big star Bo Yan, please answer my earlier question. Are you and the newcomer Yuran kissing because you are in a relationship?"

The live stream’s audience count kept soaring, already at eight million.

The young girl got so excited that her face flushed, but then in the camera, she saw Bo Yan remove his coat and cover Yuran’s head with it, and he himself walked towards her with a menacing air, looking somewhat frightening.

But quickly, the girl felt reassured. Surely the megastar wouldn’t hit someone, right?

She didn’t believe it.