My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 537: Thin Snub

Why did his family seem so unreasonable?

His father was too pragmatic.

However, with his parents’ approval, Bo Yan did indeed feel much more relaxed. Before leaving, he kissed Zhizhi and Yuran’s faces, "Stay at home and wait for me, I’ll be back tonight."

"Mhm, be careful, Seventh Bro."

...

Diyang Media.

Qi Feng stroked his chin, looking at the great actor Bo Yan who had appeared before him and found it unbelievable. Less than three hours had passed, and here he was.

The gossip-ridden male lead.

After listening to Bo Yan’s plan, Situ Jue slightly raised an eyebrow, "Seventh Young Master, are you sure about this? You’ve decided to go through with it? Really?"

Bo Yan nodded, "What, do you think I’d call a press conference to tell lies and deceive people? I’m not that kind of fool who gets fooled easily. Don’t try to apply that logic to me, it won’t work."

Situ Jue raised an eyebrow, delegated the work, hung up the phone, and turned to ask Bo Yan, "Is one hour of preparation time enough?"

Bo Yan responded, "Don’t give me that noble crap, you’re allotting this one hour for other media to make it here, not for my preparation. Don’t try to guild yourself."

Seeing Situ Jue so shameless, Qi Feng quickly agreed, "Exactly, exactly."

"Aren’t you working today? Skipping work?" Bo Yan abruptly changed the subject to Qi Feng, who matter-of-factly said, "Of course, I’m off today; I have to work on the weekend. I’m a responsible and capable employee, you shouldn’t doubt me like that, Seventh Bro.

But speaking of which, you just need to face the camera. Why are you bringing up Zhizhi? Now you’ve dug your own hole, you’ve got no choice but to jump in."

Situ Jue: "..."

Qi Feng must have left his brain at home today.

That was too amateurish.

Didn’t he know that by kicking like that, he was kicking right into Bo Yan’s stomach? Bo Yan would definitely lose his temper, right?

But strangely, Bo Yan swallowed his anger instead of blowing up. He looked at Qi Feng with an almost amused gaze that was loaded with meaning.

Situ Jue: "..."

Mourning for Qi Feng: poor, weak, helpless.

Bo Yan gave him a cold look, but the man was still oblivious, continuing, "Yuran doesn’t blame you? I think, Seventh Bro, this matter is your fault too."

Situ Jue tried to salvage the situation with a light cough.

Thankfully, Qi Feng got the hint and shut up immediately. Bo Yan spoke slowly, "Go on, keep talking, don’t be afraid. I’m not a cannibal. Say whatever you want, what can I possibly do to you?"

With that tone, it seemed he was angry. Qi Feng’s heart skipped a beat, "Seventh Bro, actually, I think going public now is a wise move, really. Look at Zhizhi, so handsome and noble like a little prince. Not going public would be a disservice to his appearance. Don’t worry, I’ll clear all the relevant sectors in Diyang for Zhizhi."

"Stop." Bo Yan could hardly bear to look.

"I haven’t planned for Zhizhi to enter the entertainment industry. Your kindness is appreciated, thank you," he replied.

Qi Feng laughed awkwardly twice, "No need for thanks, Seventh Bro. As for the press conference, what are you preparing to say? Do you need me to write a speech for you?"

"No need, I don’t require those."

Indeed, Bo Yan’s press conferences never needed a company-prepared speech. Luckily, over the years, there had been no issues. It would certainly be intriguing if he broke his own record now.

Qi Feng, "Is Seventh Bro planning to directly reveal Zhizhi’s photo, or just like this..."

"Is my son not fit to be seen?"

Qi Feng: "..."

He knew that was not what he meant, but Qi Feng dared not to contradict.

...

The great film star Bo Yan held a press conference.

This news swept through like a storm, with reporters from major media outlets rushing to Diyang Media with their cameras, fearing that being even a moment late would prevent them from securing a spot that suited them.

To get the exclusive scoop first.

Yuran and Bo Yan’s mother sat in front of the TV at home, ready to watch the live broadcast of the press conference. Naturally, they were not worried about how Bo Yan would handle it; what they actually feared more were the questions from the reporters.

Taking things out of context.

At three o’clock in the afternoon, the multifunction hall at Diyang Media was cleared for space, and reporters started to take their places.

On time, Bo Yan appeared at the press conference, accompanied by Qi Feng and Situ Jue. The reporters were familiar with Situ Jue’s identity; however, seeing Situ Jue as part of the company’s decision-making echelon accompanying Bo Yan in front of the media suggested something. What did it imply? freewēbnoveℓ.com

Did it mean that Bo Yan’s status allowed him to sit on an equal footing with Situ Jue or even rank higher?

Of course, no one asked this question aloud, and even if they did, Bo Yan might not have answered it.

Bo Yan took his seat and looked down at the dense crowd below, adjusting the microphone in front of him.

Reporter: Great movie star Bo Yan, is the purpose of this press conference to clarify the rumors circulating online? Are you really as indulgent as the internet says?

Bo Yan remained composed with an unchanged expression, his face still cold. He did not lose his composure due to the reporter’s irrationality, not even in the management of his facial expressions; after all, he had always been known for his expressionless public image, without any exceptions.

He said, "You say I’m living it up, that I’m wild, where’s the evidence? Can I sue you for that?"

Hiss—

On the spot, everyone watched Bo Yan in disbelief. Although his inherent public persona was of a cool demeanor, he had never been this blunt and unreasonable with reporters at a press conference before.

This was indeed rare.

The reporter was slightly embarrassed, but after being called out, was momentarily at a loss for words. The other reporters quickly followed up: Great movie star Bo Yan, can you share with us who is the person reflected in your eyes? We know that you and Yuran are married. Is your marriage legal and valid?

A twitch appeared at the corner of Bo Yan’s mouth, "If I didn’t know better, I would think you came here to interrogate me as a despicable, vile person. Is that what you call marriage? Just putting on a show for you?"

"Cough cough..."

Qi Feng felt he should not be sitting here. What was all this?

Was this how the great film star Bo Yan answered questions? Surely not.

This was too... inhumane.

The female reporter’s face turned red. People from Huanya were also present and took the opportunity to steer the conversation, "Great movie star Bo Yan, regarding the rumors on the internet, do you have any clarifications or messages you’d like to share with the public? Also, on behalf of your fans, I’d like to ask when will the great movie star Bo Yan be back in business?"

Bo Yan’s fans watching the live stream felt healed by these words.

They started to comment rapidly.

"Yes, yes, yes, we want to know when the great movie star Bo Yan will be back in business. We also want to hear the official response from Bo Yan himself regarding those who blacken his name just for the sake of it. Have they no shame? Whose lackeys are they, professional detractors of the great movie star Bo Yan for a hundred years, creating such low-standard narratives?"

"Exactly, I support the great movie star Bo Yan and Yuran. I’m a fan of the couple; I used to be just a Bo He, but now I’m a dedicated fan of them both as a couple. I accept no objections or doubt; I support my idol getting married early."

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