My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 531: Do you think you look like Fu Yuran?

Chapter 531: Chapter 531: Do you think you look like Fu Yuran?

Seeing Yuran’s eyes misting and reddening, Meng Qiuyan’s heart contracted, and she became somewhat nervous. She hurriedly put down her coffee and reached for a tissue, pressing it directly to Yuran’s eyes, "Yuran, what’s wrong? Did the great actor Bo Yan bully you?"

Everyone turned to look.

It was rare for Yuran to lose control of her emotions. With her extensive experience, she had learned to control her feelings at will, but when it came to the possibility that Meng Qiuyan might be her sister...

In fact, she felt more excited than relieved.

Her excitement made it slightly harder for her to control her emotions.

Meng Qiuyan’s attempt at comforting her seemed to flick a switch, causing her emotions to suddenly spiral out of control.

However, everyone’s gaze shifted to the great actor Bo Yan, each look filled with disbelief.

The great actor Bo Yan bullying President Yuran?

The likelihood was almost zero.

Why?

Because, in all these years, when had the great actor Bo Yan ever bullied President Yuran?

People averted their gaze, worrying for Yuran. Yuran wiped away her tears with the tissue, smiling, "Can’t you all have less wild imaginations? Although I know you’re worried about me;

it’s really unnecessary to pin such things on my dear great actor Bo Yan."

People’s eyes drifted awkwardly.

Yuran’s eyes stayed on Meng Qiuyan, "Qiuyan, can we talk?"

Meng Qiuyan nodded and followed Yuran into her office, coffee in hand.

As soon as they closed the door, Kang Zhenyu and Qi Younian returned from outside. Seeing Bo Yan in the studio, Qi Younian scanned the room but didn’t see Yuran; only Zhizhi was happily playing in the toy area.

He approached Bo Yan, "Great actor Bo Yan, did you come to play with Zhizhi alone?"

Bo Yan shook his head, "No, Yuran came to look for Meng Qiuyan about something. She’s been quite busy lately?"

Qi Younian thought to himself, are we busy or not, don’t you, the great actor Bo Yan, have a clearer picture than us?

All of our affairs are subject to your approval at Diyang.

Complaints are complaints, but they can’t be voiced. He sighed, "It’s okay, Lu Xiao’s popularity has been shooting up recently, and our resources are barely keeping up."

Bo Yan arched an eyebrow, "Are Diyang’s resources not sufficient?"

Qi Younian’s expression mirrored Bo Yan’s, "Great actor Bo Yan, do you allow us the liberty to choose when it comes to Diyang’s resources?"

"Of course."

Kang Zhenyu was slightly shocked, but he seized the moment to confirm something, "Great actor Bo Yan, I just want to verify a rumor. Is it true that you’re a shareholder of Diyang?"

Bo Yan replied, "Be bolder, and remove the words ’according to the rumors.’"

So arrogant.

Both Qi Younian and Kang Zhenyu subconsciously relayed this to their brains, then immediately saw a gleam in each other’s eyes.

...

From the first meeting with Yuran, Meng Qiuyan felt an inexplicable closeness towards her, an emotion she couldn’t quite understand, yet didn’t want to resist.

She pulled out a few more tissues from the box on the table and handed them to Yuran, "You cry when you see me; I almost thought I was the one who bullied you. What’s wrong, are you feeling upset?"

"You and the great actor Bo Yan don’t seem to be having any problems?

There’s been no gossip or scandals about you on the internet lately, so what’s got you so upset?"

Yuran shook her head, her gaze resting on Meng Qiuyan’s face softened slightly, "Qiuyan, do you think you look like Fu Yuran?"

Meng Qiuyan laughed, "Of course, after debuting with the title of little Fu Yuran, how could I not resemble her?"

Her words carried a hint of sarcasm, but Meng Qiuyan didn’t mind. Speaking of which, she felt a touch of regret, "When I debuted, I was wondering when I could work with Fu Yuran;

Her acting is really good, a style I very much admire. How did we suddenly start talking about Fu Yuran?"

Yuran shook her head. Her experiences were indeed bizarre and the fewer people knew about them, the better. But if Meng Qiuyan didn’t know that she really was her own sister, then how should she acknowledge her?

Yuran fell into deep thought, and her mood in Meng Qiuyan’s eyes was indeed much stranger today. Meng Qiuyan sat beside her, not wanting to disturb her, and slowly recalled whether she had done anything lately to displease someone. Maybe Yuran was here to teach her a lesson?

Only, was she embarrassed to speak up?

She reflected on herself.

After thinking it over, she couldn’t come up with anything recent she had done that would qualify as utterly atrocious.

And she could make neither heads nor tails of it.

Yuran came back to her senses and asked as if casually, "Do you remember your relatives from before your adoptive mother took you in?"

Meng Qiuyan sat up straight, "Has someone dug up my past? When did it happen?"

"No, just making conversation."

"Oh." Meng Qiuyan wasn’t suspicious, "Before my adoptive mother took me in, I don’t even know if I had any relatives, I was too young to remember. But I do remember having an elder sister. Having been separated for so long, I don’t know if we could still find each other, or if she’s doing well."

Meng Qiuyan did have a longing to search for someone, but her memories were very vague. She was truly too young at the time, it wouldn’t be an exaggeration to say she had no memories at all.

Yet Yuran’s fingers tightened, and she almost didn’t dare to look Meng Qiuyan in the eyes, "If you found your sister, would you hate her?"

Meng Qiuyan sipped her coffee gently and smiled, "Why would I hate her? What if she also really wanted to find me? We could depend on each other for life. Having a relative by my side, I’d be too grateful to hate her. But it’s probably impossible to find her now. I can’t even remember her face."

Yuran almost blurted out, You can find her, I am her.

But she stopped herself just in time. The DNA comparison results hadn’t come out yet, she couldn’t rashly tell Meng Qiuyan. What if it only brought her greater disappointment?

Meng Qiuyan thought Yuran was acting very strange today, she tried to lighten the mood, "President Yu, don’t tell me you just used chatting as an excuse to check whether I’m hardworking or not? Don’t worry, I take my job very seriously."

Yuran couldn’t help but laugh, "Nothing of the sort. I didn’t come to supervise you. Rest assured, I really just wanted to have a heart-to-heart with you."

Meng Qiuyan laughed, "You scared me. We were just talking about you and the great actor Bo Yan, and then you said you wanted to have a chat with me. My heart’s been in knots, so worried and anxious."

She didn’t want to leave an environment that was extremely comfortable and fun.

Yuran didn’t chat with Meng Qiuyan for too long, after about ten minutes or so, both of them went out and saw Kang Zhenyu, Bo Yan, and Qi Younian gathering together. The two women exchanged puzzled looks before Yuran walked over and stood next to Bo Yan.

Bo Yan glanced up slightly, "Finished talking?"

"Mhm."

Qi Younian was very interested, "What did you talk about with Meng Qiuyan? Tell us, is it about resource distribution? Qiuyan is about to start a new project soon, she has a lot going on, so don’t pile more on her."

Yuran looked at Qi Younian with interest, "I haven’t even started, what are you so nervous about?"

Her gaze, filled with inquiry.