Comfort didn't work, and calling didn't work. He gently picked up her face and kissed her gently.

Xia Siyu reacted and her eyes closed: "I know how to act."

She was talking about acting, and Bo Yan knew that her mood just now was not like this. The anger in her eyes was so sincere, and it was definitely not acting or something. She had no need to exert so much force when performing panic.

The only emotion that Xia Siyu can have violent inner fluctuations must be because of her family. Her family, her mother, is her biggest weakness and her deepest secret.

She herself didn't want to say it, and he didn't want to force it. But he also wanted to tell her that she was no longer alone and that he would fight with her.

Bo Yan gently rubbed her cheek with the tip of his nose: "No matter what difficulties you encounter in the future, you can tell me. We are husband and wife, a community of destiny. Whether it is facing work, life, or family."

Speaking of the last word, Xia Siyu looked back at him. Bo Yan's eyes were sincere, and she also believed that what he said was the truth.

She and Bo Yan really now have common enemies: Bo Yi and Xia Siwei. This is also the reason why she is willing to believe him and be with him now.

Maybe they will still not be in love in the future, but their natural alliance and common goals will make their marriage extremely strong.

"Okay." She nodded and lowered her head: "Continue."

Bo Yan smiled, and there were some words that he really didn't need to be clear. It was enough for both of them to understand. He also followed her to read the script, but this time, he reached out to circle her from behind, grabbed the back of her hand, and looked through it with her.

Xia Siyu was a little uncomfortable at first, but soon, in the very professional and meticulous script that Bo Yan talked about, he quickly ignored it. When he was tired of listening, he took a break.

It was already late after the meeting, so after studying the script for a while, Xia Siyu soon got up early to catch a plane this morning, and then he was tired of catching a boat. Now his head is bit by bit, and he is about to fall asleep.

Bo Yan sniffed her cheek gently: "Are you sleepy?"

Xia Siyu nodded very slightly, her eyes so sleepy that she could hardly open her eyes. She had already washed up before and didn't need to clean it anymore. Bo Yan took away her script, but she still struggled to fold the page of the script to the corner so that she would not be able to find it in the future.

But when she put the script down, her head tilted, as if the robot had crashed and fell down instantly.

Bo Yan was funny, sad, and a little relieved when he saw it. He picked her up, put it on the bedside, and covered her with a quilt. He was about to go to the bathroom, but Xia Siyu suddenly grabbed his hand and shouted in a slight voice: "Mom."

Bo Yan was stunned. She probably thought she had really thought of something bad just now. He lowered his head and gently kissed her forehead: "No, I'm here."

Perhaps it was his act of kissing his forehead, exactly the same as the good night kiss before his mother went to bed. She didn't say anything, but reached out to hug his arm, rubbed it intimately with her head, and then changed into a comfortable position and fell asleep deeply.

Bo Yan looked at her quiet sleeping face and felt happy and painful. What was happy was that she finally took her guard against him. What was painful was that he wanted to go to the bathroom.
Chapter completed!