Chapter 388: 387: Experientialist (4)

Because the room was a mess, both the bed and the floor needed to be swept and cleaned again, and the bed frame had to be replaced. After lunch, Xia Siyu felt too embarrassed to hide in her room. It was the middle of the day and the sun was blazing; she didn’t want to go out for a walk, so she had no choice but to join a group of people drinking tea in the living room.

In the living room, the other men of the Bo Family, aside from Bo Yan, were discussing the development of the Bo Family’s enterprise, the machinations of their business partners, and how to expand their market share. Grandma wasn’t feeling too well, so after eating she sat for a bit before going up to rest, and even Xia Sicai could join in, occasionally sharing his views and insights.

Only Xia Siyu and Bo Yan were on this side, one drinking tea, the other bowing his head focused on his phone. Xia Siyu glanced over and noted Bo Yan was quite serious about whatever he was looking at, she had no idea what had captured his interest so intensely.

Another pot of water was ready, and the servant brewed tea for everyone, filling the fair cup and pouring into small cups for each person. After several cups of tea, Xia Siyu began to feel calmer.

She picked up her cup of tea, just finished it, and her eyes swept to notice Bo Yan finally put down his phone satisfied, the screen of his phone still open while he also savoured his tea in small sips.

She hadn’t been looking, but upon glancing at Bo Yan’s phone, she realized, good lord, he was picking out a bed!

Thinking back to the bed that had just collapsed, Xia Siyu felt a bit angry and embarrassed. Just about to say something, Bo Yan turned around first, “You should take a look, too. What kind of material, what kind of style do you want for a bed? A wooden one, a Simmons, raised or flush with the floor?”

With that comment, everyone at the table looked over, some out of curiosity, some for the entertainment, and some with more profound implications.

Bo Yi said, “Weren’t we planning on changing the bed frame? It should arrive this afternoon.”

Bo Yan uttered an “oh” and explained, “I was talking about our marital room. Now that we’ll be living together, we’ll need to get a bigger bed. And the one in our marital room isn’t really explainable. If it breaks down in the middle of the night, it wouldn’t be good to have it replaced in the city. After all, I am an actor.”

He then earnestly asked Xia Siyu, “Do you prefer a softer bed? High beds with soft pillows are indeed comfortable, just not very spine-friendly. But if you like it, we could get a softer Simmons. What do you think?”

She didn’t think much of it and stood up directly, “I’m going to rest.”

Bo Yan frowned in confusion, “The bedframe isn’t fixed yet, and the room isn’t tidied up either, what will you do going back?”

Xia Siyu turned around again, “Then I’ll go for a walk.”

Walking a hundred paces after a meal will keep you alive until ninety-nine!

Bo Yan added, “You haven’t applied sunscreen yet. Aren’t you afraid of getting tanned or sunburned by stepping out like this?”

And in the neighborhood, where there were other residents, what if someone recognized her?

Xia Siyu thought that was also true, so she turned her head towards the study, “Then I’ll go read a book.”

“You read books, and in less than ten minutes, you’ll surely fall asleep. There’s no bed in the study, how uncomfortable it would be to sleep hunched over the desk.”

“Who says? I didn’t fall asleep yesterday!” Xia Siyu naturally didn’t approve, and she turned with a complaint.

Of course, she wouldn’t fall asleep while reading her mother’s messages. Bo Yan replied, “There are only those few biographies in the study. If you want to read, we’ll go to the villa later; there’s a lot of film-related material, DVDs, and audiovisual recordings there.”

With this not working and that not working, isn’t he just saying he wants her to keep him company? Xia Siyu huffed in annoyance, “Then you tell me, what should I do?”

Bo Yan stood up, “Do you have time? There are a few points I’d like to discuss with you about the scenes in ‘Spring Light’.”