My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady
Chapter 93: Xie Cheng is Forced to Face the Problem

Chapter 93: Chapter 93: Xie Cheng is Forced to Face the Problem

Seeing that Bo Yan ignored him and continued walking forward, Xie Cheng caught up with him, his face darkening, "Great Actor Bo, don’t pretend you don’t understand, you very well know what I’m talking about."

"What did you say?" Bo Yan asked seriously.

Xie Cheng: "You..."

This is really unreasonable, life can’t go on like this.

Bo Yan paused in his steps, and Xie Cheng stopped as well, "Why did you suddenly stop?"

Bo Yan glanced at him sideways and asked, "If someone else did this thing, what problem would you find with it?"

"No problem at all, pursuing one’s own interest, and I would praise them for being smart."

Although anyone in the know could see that this was a trap, achieving one’s goals while making others fall into the pit.

From the perspective of the person setting the trap, no matter how you look at it, it’s the minimum input for the maximum benefit, a textbook example of David beating Goliath.

Bo Yan laughed coldly, "So when the same thing happens to Yuran, you have such a big issue with it?"

Having said that, Bo Yan walked off with long strides. Xie Cheng stood in the wind disheveled for a moment, grinding his teeth in anger, and ran after Great Actor Bo, "So you knew all along? Were you just waiting here to humiliate me? All I did was think it over a little, I haven’t even said anything bad yet, and you’re already taking sides?"

"Can’t you tell?"

Xie Cheng was immediately at a loss for words. How could he not tell? It was because he understood too clearly that he began to doubt his own life.

"Great Actor Bo... you’ve changed, you know? You have become someone who argues with everything and everyone, even the air, and moreover, you’re starting to defend your kid without any principle? What’s this act about?"

He just couldn’t figure it out. Someone he had disliked so much before, how could now be... how could he be so... so...

It’s simply indescribable.

Bo Yan didn’t continue the conversation. After returning to the room, Xie Cheng sat on the sofa holding his coat, boiling with resentment as he stared at Great Actor Bo. He had always thought that Great Actor Bo would only keep him around like a pet dog, but now, Bo had found a new pet outside.

And he wasn’t even allowed to utter a word of complaint, which was simply preposterous.

"Xie Cheng, up until now, do you think you should still look at Yuran with the same eyes as before?"

Suddenly being seriously questioned by the actor, Xie Cheng sat up straight, his brow furrowing involuntarily as he heard the question.

This question seemed ordinary enough, but thinking about it more deeply, one could understand that Great Actor Bo’s meaning was far from simple; it made clear that the two Yurans were not the same.

On closer reflection, indeed, there was no similarity in personality. The Yuran of the past, upon seeing Bo Yan, would stick to him as if she couldn’t bear to be apart, spending money like water, constantly socializing, surrounded by fair-weather friends, leading a life of extravagance inherited over three generations.

Causing trouble, getting into fights, bullying others, her academic performance so poor it was painful to watch, with her nose so high in the air, she looked down on everyone but Bo Yan.

Not to mention calling him "Brother Xie Cheng," she always just addressed him casually.

Back then, whenever he saw Yuran, he would wish he could stuff his shoes into her mouth and pray she wouldn’t utter a word because he didn’t want to hear a single thing from her.

But then.

When had this Yuran begun to change, bit by bit? Excelling in academics, praised by others, defined by talent, beauty, and charm; wherever she stood, she became the center of attention.

Standing next to the radiant Great Actor Bo, and to be honest, in no way inferior. Perhaps her presence was just a little less, but that’s something that comes with time and can’t be rushed.

Even Qi Feng had nothing but praise for her.