"Ming Songrui?" Yu Zhao was slightly startled, and asked with a bit of confusion: "She has a good relationship with Mr. Bo, what does it have to do with me?"
Xu Zhidie didn't want to say more, and said with a straight face, "It doesn't matter. I just hope that Miss Yu won't mention Miss Ming in front of President Bo when she's free. Ever since Miss Ming ignored President Bo's attempts to keep her and insisted on going abroad to study, President Bo has been very unhappy. Every time he hears Miss Ming's name, he gets angry."
Yu Zhao nodded silently and said sincerely: "Thank you Assistant Xu for your advice."
Before Bo Chi found her, she and the other person were from completely different worlds. She didn't know his name, had never seen his appearance, and had no idea about his interests and hobbies.
Now that she suddenly had such a close relationship with Bo Chi, she found it difficult to take every step, fearing that Bo Chi would dislike her and regret taking the large sum of money.
No matter what Xu Zhidie's purpose was in reminding her, she was very grateful that he extended a helping hand at this time.
Xu Zhidie's expression did not change, and he did not care about Yu Zhao's seriousness.
After all, she is not like the other person, who is like a duckweed with no one to rely on, and can only wrap her thin wings like a wicker grass.
She was promoted to assistant based on her own abilities, so naturally she didn't need to be so cautious. As long as she had the ability, even if Bo Chi had seven or eight lovers, she would still stand firmly in this position and stand behind Bo Chi.
——To put it simply, the lover comes and goes, but Assistant Xu remains forever.
Xu Zhidie was very satisfied with her position and status, and she attached great importance to the orders given by Bo Chi. She spread out the selected scripts one by one and said, "Ms. Yu, please choose one you like. These are all good scripts that have been carefully selected. Although some of them have not yet attracted investors, President Bo said that if you like them, she is willing to invest money to support you."
If he was grateful to Xu Zhidie, then Yu Zhao was full of entanglements towards Bo Chi.
She couldn't understand Bo Chi's thoughts and didn't know why he was so nice to her. This uneasiness made her afraid to accept this gift. She raised her hand and pushed the script back, shaking her head and said, "Boss Bo has helped me a lot. As for the things in the entertainment industry... let me go on my own."
Xu Zhidie stood still: "Bo Chi said something before I left. If you are unwilling to accept her kindness, she would be happy to give these to Tao Su."
Yu Zhao's face suddenly darkened, and he gritted his teeth and said, "No!"
Tao Su is her mortal enemy. They used to be children in an orphanage and had a neither-good-nor-bad relationship until Tao Su grew up and one day she suddenly stole all the savings of the director's grandmother and plunged into the entertainment industry to become a popular star. Yu Zhao hated her so much then - the money she stole was the pension that the director's grandmother had just received. Before she received it, the director's grandmother made detailed plans for it, one part of it was used to buy books, paper and pens, so that they could not delay their studies no matter how hard the life was; one part was used to buy some winter clothes, and big ones so that every child could wear them; the last part was used as scholarships to motivate them to study and recognize their efforts.
The plan that took every aspect into consideration was ruined by Tao Su alone. She entered the entertainment company with the money that winter and made her debut with her delicate and timid temperament. When she was praised and loved by netizens, the children in the orphanage were still wearing thin clothes, their fingers were swollen from the cold, and they were flipping through the books they had studied once, diligently consolidating their knowledge.
The director's grandmother was kind-hearted. Even though she was sad, she had no resentment and had never thought of destroying Tao Su's current life. But Yu Zhao was different. She kept all the accounts in her heart, determined to make Tao Su fall back into the quagmire, tear off her false image of purity as a "little jade girl", and let everyone see her true face!
Now that Bo Chi sent these precious books to her and stated that if she didn't want them, he could give them to Tao Su, Yu Zhao had to accept them even if he didn't want to accept this favor.
Are you kidding? Being cheated is a small matter, but letting Tao Su take advantage of her is absolutely unacceptable!
She hated Tao Su so much. How could she let Tao Su get anything good from her!
Not only that, she also had to act with all her heart, and climb over Tao Su step by step, making the other party look stunned and unwilling, and could only respect her in humiliation!
Yu Zhaosheng was beautiful and had a gorgeous appearance, but she had great ambitions.
She carefully flipped through the scripts, and after reading them carefully one by one, she decisively chose a drama with a strong female lead: "This is it."
In the field of acting, in addition to talent and acting skills, there is another very important point, that is, sticking to the face.
Many scripts nowadays are about happy enemies and sweet little sweet stories, and the heroines are mostly cute and naive, and confused. Although it is a bit inappropriate, Yu Zhao instinctively thought of Bo Chi at this time. Bo Chi can sit in the position of president of a large company, so she must not be a confused person, but she looks really cute, with a pair of big round almond eyes. Even if she has a cold face, people can't get angry with her. Instead, they can't help but think of the word contrast cuteness. In comparison, it is difficult to find a suitable script for a face like Yu Zhao's that is too beautiful, and her beauty is very ostentatious and aggressive.
After all, if Bo Chi is unhappy, people will think he is soft-hearted, but if she is unhappy, people will feel that she is rejected from a thousand miles away, and she may even be called a proud person.
Failure to stick to the character's face will make it impossible for the audience to feel immersed. They will feel that Yu Zhao is seriously disconnected from the role and is constantly outside the plot, unable to empathize. In this case, no matter how good an actor's acting skills are, in the eyes of the "Gods", it will only be a deliberate and clumsy performance.
Besides, Yu Zhao didn't want to play the same 'silly and innocent' role, nor did she want to leave her precious first impression as a 'vicious female supporting role', so she didn't think much about it and decisively chose the script of the Su Shuang heroine, where 'the male lead is just a background and can depend on me when necessary'.
Xu Zhidie worked in venture capital with Bo Chi, so she couldn't tell whether Yu Zhao's choice was good or bad. She could only memorize the name of the script and then stood up and said, "I'll go back and tell Mr. Bo. If I have any news, I'll send the audition information to Miss Yu."
Yu Zhao relaxed his brows and said with a polite smile: "Thank you, Assistant Xu. I'll take you out."
After leaving the old residential area where Yu Zhao lived, Xu Zhidie got in the car and returned to the company.
When she knocked on the door and entered the office, Bo Chi was signing documents with great difficulty. The workload left by the original owner was not small. Now that she was there, she didn't want to destroy the other party's hard work for so many years.
In order to finish her work as soon as possible and squeeze out time to date her lover, she had to stay up late and work overtime to complete her work.
When she heard Assistant Xu's report, she put down her pen, took the time to rub her sore wrists, leaned her head back, pretending to close her eyes and listen like a big boss, but in fact she was taking the opportunity to relieve her aching neck.
Just as she finished listening to Xu Zhidie's words and was thinking about saying something, a pair of slightly cold hands suddenly grasped her wrists.
Bo Chi's heart skipped a beat. He calmly opened his eyes and looked at Xu Zhidie who came to his side and half-knelt down. He said in a very domineering way, "Hmm?"
Xu Zhidie looked calm, and kneaded Bo Chi's wrist with her soft hands: "You have worked hard these past few days. I have taught myself some massage techniques that can make your hand more comfortable."
Her strength was neither too strong nor too weak, and her expression was calm and composed, with no sign of crossing the line at all.
Bo Chi retracted his gaze, his laziness showing up, and he let her do what she wanted. He continued the previous topic and said, "Since she likes it, let her act. You go to the crew of "The Phoenix Becomes the Emperor" this afternoon and take care of this matter. If there are any conditions over there, agree to them if they are not excessive. You can handle the funding issues yourself, and you don't need to report to me if it is less than 10 million."
"Okay," Xu Zhidie agreed immediately, and then asked, "Mr. Ming's birthday party is scheduled for next Saturday. The gifts have been bought, but the male companion has not been decided yet. Do you have any favorite candidates?"
Bo Chi suddenly perked up: "No need for a male companion, let Yu Zhao go with me, you can take her to Monica's place and order a few sets of gifts... Forget it, I have already finished most of the work here, I will take her there in person when I have time in two days."
Xu Zhidie frowned slightly and reminded him tactfully, "Boss Bo, this is Mr. Ming's 70th birthday. Miss Ming Songrui is likely to return to China to celebrate his birthday. If you take Miss Yu with you, what if she misunderstands you? Even if Miss Ming doesn't come back, I'm afraid the Ming family won't treat you well when they see Miss Yu's face."
Bo Chi glanced at her and said in a leisurely tone, "Misunderstanding? What misunderstanding? Yu Zhao is my girlfriend now, not anyone's substitute. I like her so I took her with me. Why don't others treat me well? What right do you have to misunderstand me?"
Xu Zhidie was stunned and looked up to carefully examine her expression.
Bo Chi let her speculate and said firmly, "I just like bright and generous types. Whether it's Yu Zhao or anyone else, I only pay attention to them because they match my taste. If you want to talk about misunderstandings, you should stop thinking too much. After all, Yu Zhao and others have completely different personalities."
Bo Chi and Xu Zhidie knew exactly who these other people were referring to.
However, Xu Zhidie did not believe what Bo Chi said. As Bo Chi's classmate and a top student who graduated with her, Xu Zhidie knew her character better than anyone else.
Before meeting Ming Songrui, Bo Chi was a typical straight woman. She treated everyone's advances equally and rejected them all, so much so that Xu Zhidie once thought that work was her true love.
It was not until she had overcome many difficulties and entered the company relying on her friendship with Bo Chi that Xu Zhidie gradually realized that she was not a straight girl, but had a white moonlight in her heart. Apart from that white moonlight, no one could enter her heart.
If someone said that Bo Chi was attracted to Yu Zhao not because of his looks, Xu Zhidie would be the first one to disbelieve it.
But since Bo Chi wanted to deny it, she naturally wouldn't bother to annoy him, so she immediately said, "I know."
Bo Chi nodded in satisfaction, withdrew his claws, picked up the pen again, and continued to work with all his potential.
He was busy until the evening. After finishing all the tasks on hand, Bo Chi finally pulled himself away from the endless suffering of work. He rubbed his sore brows and got into the car. He said in a tired tone, "Let's go to Yu Zhao's place."
Xu Zhidie sat in the driver's seat with a calm expression: "Okay."
Yu Zhao was cooking dinner at home.
After talking with Assistant Xu in the morning, he sent me the time and location of the audition in the afternoon. His efficiency was amazing.
She was grateful and cherished this opportunity. She was so happy that she couldn't help but spend a little more money when buying groceries and bought some pork ribs as a small celebration.
Warm yellow light filled the small and cramped room. She had an apron tied around her waist and the corners of her lips were raised. She had just served the ribs that had been rinsed with water when she heard a knock on the door.
She was slightly startled, but didn't think much about it. She just thought that the aunt across the street was short of some oil, salt, sauce and vinegar again, and came to her urgently to borrow some.
As a result, when she grabbed the shovel and opened the door, she was caught off guard by Bo Chi's gaze.
Bo Chi would become listless when she was too tired. Even when she came to have an intimate moment with her lover, she looked listless and lacked energy. After nodding slightly to Yu Zhao, she naturally walked into the house and searched for foot covers on the shoe cabinet.
Yu Zhao had no friends visiting her, so she hadn't prepared any foot covers. Seeing Mr. Bo, who was always aloof during the day, standing there, she didn't step in until she found him. She absurdly thought that he was not only handsome, but also very cute with his well-behaved personality.
After shaking his head for a moment, Yu Zhao said, "You don't need to wear leg covers, just come in."
Bo Chi looked at the ground and said as a matter of course: "You just mopped the floor when you came back at night, right? I went out to two companies today, and the soles of my shoes are not clean. If you don't have foot covers, give me a pair of slippers."
Yu Zhao then glanced at the ground and found that the water marks left when she just came back had completely dried up. It was just clean to the naked eye. He had no idea when she had mopped the floor. How could Bo Chi be so sure that she had mopped the floor when she came back at night?
Yu Zhao was confused but didn't ask. Instead, he took out two pairs of slippers from the shoe cabinet and placed them in front of Bo Chi and Xu Zhidie.
Bo Chi was a little slow to react and said to Xu Zhidie, "It's getting late. You should go back and rest. Come pick me up downstairs at 8 o'clock tomorrow."
Xu Zhidie paused while bending down to take off her shoes. When she raised her head, her eyes swept across Yu Zhao's silent face. Then she said to Bo Chi meekly, "Okay, I wish you a good sleep tonight."
After she left, the door closed and only Bo Chi and Yu Zhao were left in the room.
Without outsiders around, Bo Chi was too lazy to maintain a serious image and went straight to the kitchen. He tilted his head and asked, "Shall we have sweet and sour pork ribs tonight?"
Yu Zhao, who was still holding the shovel, nodded hesitantly and said softly, "Do you like ribs? If not, I'll go outside and buy some new ones."
Bo Chi shook his head: "No, as long as it's made by you, I like it."
Yu Zhao's breathing stagnated.
She didn't know if it was because Bo Chi's tone was too serious. She knew that this sentence was common and cliché and had been said by countless people, but when it came out of Bo Chi's mouth, it had a magical power that made her heart beat faster.
Yu Zhao gripped the spatula handle, hummed softly, and quietly went into the kitchen to start cooking the uncooked spareribs.
Bo Chi has been very busy these days. He resisted the urge to yawn and managed it until tears welled up in his eyes. She rubbed her eyes, and when she put it down again, she saw Yu Zhao looking at her with hesitation, and said carefully: "Are you... too stressed at work?"
Bo Chi was confused, and the expression on his face did not change in time due to his slowness, and it remained blank. Physiological tears hung on her curled eyelashes, becoming more obvious as she blinked.
Yu Zhao felt inexplicably distressed. He put down the spatula and walked over to her. He hesitantly took her into his arms and said softly, "There's no one else here. Cry if you want."
Bo Chi: “…”
She would be able to eat the ribs soon, so why should she cry?
Bo Chi was confused, and after thinking for a long time, he finally gave up, raised his arms to hug Yu Zhao's waist, buried his face in her neck and black hair, and said coquettishly, "I'm so hungry."
Yu Zhao raised his pursed lips slightly and touched her head tentatively. Seeing that she did not resist, he smiled and said, "Go to the sofa and watch TV for a while. I'll call you when I'm done."
Bo Chi nodded obediently and sat on the sofa for a while, then began to feel sleepy little by little.
Yu Zhao was cooking in the kitchen, turning his head to look at her from time to time. He felt that every movement and expression of hers made him happy, and he could never get tired of watching her.
After realizing this thought, Yu Zhao felt a little helpless again.
How many times has she met Bo Chi? Why did she have such an idea? Could it be that not only Bo Chi fell in love with her at first sight, but she also fell in love with him at first sight without realizing it?
Yu Zhao was confused about his emotions. In a trance, he picked up the white salt and sprinkled it spoonful after spoonful as if it were sugar. After putting down the salt, she continued cooking without noticing anything, while another thought popped up in her mind - it was so late, and Bo Chi came to see her, he couldn't have come just to sleep under her quilt, right?
The other party must want to do something he loves with her!
Oh no, she didn't know anything about this and had no idea where to start!
No, Bo Chi is her financial backer, so he should be in the dominant position and can do whatever he wants to her?
Yu Zhao was stunned and thought about a lot of random things. When she brought three dishes and a soup to the table, her ears turned red. She hesitated for a while before speaking: "Boss Bo, it's time to eat."
Bo Chi, who had been leaning on the sofa and almost fell asleep, suddenly woke up, rubbed his face and said, "Eat? Here I come!"
She cheered herself up and sat at the table. She took the bowl and chopsticks from Yu Zhao and took the lead in picking up a piece of pork ribs and putting it into Yu Zhao's bowl. She said sweetly, "You made this, so you should be the first one to eat."
Yu Zhao was infected by her cheerfulness, and hummed with a sweet feeling in his heart. He picked it up and put it in his mouth with a smile - then his smile froze.
What, what’s going on?
Why are the sweet and sour spare ribs so salty!
Yu Zhao's expression changed immediately. Seeing Bo Chi happily picking up a piece of meat and preparing to eat it himself, her heart tightened. She raised her hand to grab the chopsticks and prevented Bo Chi from biting the meat.
Bo Chi looked at her blankly, with tears in his almond-shaped eyes - this time he was really aggrieved.
Yu Zhao felt guilty, but was too embarrassed to confess that he made the salt-roasted pork ribs because he was thinking of her. In order to prevent Bo Chi from noticing, she said with a stiff upper lip: "You worked so hard to come here just to eat a few bites of pork ribs?"
Bo Chi: "Ah, what else?"
Yu Zhao: “…”
Um? ?
It turns out that the other party was not looking for her to sleep with, but just to eat with her?
For some reason, Yu Zhao felt a little lost. She gritted her teeth and mustered up the courage to say, "You, you don't want to eat me?"
Bo Chi: “?”
What kind of vicious words are these?
Is the food you are talking about proper?
Bo Chi's face was full of surprise. As Yu Zhao had expected, she had completely forgotten about the ribs.
Thinking of this, Yu Zhao suddenly felt complacent and proud.
No matter how much Bo Chi loves food, isn't she more important in the end?
Bo Chi didn't know that Yu Zhao was jealous of a plate of spareribs. Seeing that she said that, he suppressed his hunger and stood up and said, "Then I'll go take a shower first, and wait for you in bed after I'm done."
Yu Zhao's hand holding the chopsticks trembled uncontrollably, his heartbeat was unbearably fast, but he pretended to be calm: "Okay."
While Bo Chi was in the bathroom, she quickly put the ribs into the refrigerator.
Although the ribs were a bit salty, as long as she didn't serve the thin chicken wings, she could just add water and cook it again and solve the problem herself.
After all, spare ribs cost a lot of money, and poor children would never be willing to throw them away.
After a while, Bo Chi, who had just washed up, walked out of the mist.
Her hair was as black as ink, her lips were red and her teeth were white, her skin was soft and moist, and just standing there smiling sweetly, she was like a vivid picture of a beauty emerging from the bath.
The water droplets in her hair rolled down her cheeks, from her pointed chin to her swan-like neck, and finally disappeared into the snow.
Yu Zhao was stunned. Seeing that she was still cleaning the table, Bo Chi yawned and said, "I'm going to blow dry my hair. Remember to come over when you're done."
"...Okay." Yu Zhao's voice was hoarse. He didn't dare to look at her again and started to wipe the table.
Having been a widow for more than 20 years, she never thought that her first time would be with a girl.
Yu Zhao was confused and in mixed emotions. She was so anxious that she almost wiped the table until it was shiny. After thinking about it for a long time in hesitation, uneasiness and embarrassment, she finally made up her mind, washed her hands carefully with soap, and after washing her fingertips until they were white and wrinkled, she walked into the bedroom.
As soon as she entered, she froze in place.
Bo Chi, who had promised to blow dry his hair, curled up in the recliner with the hair dryer in his hand. It seemed that he didn't have time to turn it on before he fell into a deep sleep.
The wet black hair dripped water down, wetting the girl's nightgown. The thin fabric gradually became translucent, outlining the girl's seductive figure.
At a glance, Yu Zhao's face suddenly turned red.
Why, why is she not wearing anything underneath?
Yu Zhao blushed and his heart started beating fast, and he quickly looked away.
To prevent the girl from catching a cold due to wet hair, she let out a long breath, picked up a dry towel beside her, walked behind the chair, smoothed out her long hair, and began to wipe it gently, bit by bit.
Bo Chi seemed to be aware of something, and hugged the hair dryer tightly in his arms, muttering: "A Zhao... I want to eat you..."
Yu Zhao's heart trembled and his breathing quickened.
Just as she was thinking about whether she should wake Bo Chi up and let him complete his thought, she heard Bo Chi continue: "I want to eat the ribs you... made..."
Yu Zhao: “…”
Let’s leave this for next time.
After drying his hair, Yu Zhao breathed a sigh of relief, carefully hugged the girl and put her on the bed.
As soon as he touched the soft quilt, Bo Chi immediately threw away the cold hair dryer and skillfully hugged the quilt and rolled around. Seeing her rolling to the edge of the bed, Yu Zhao was startled, fearing that she subconsciously thought she was sleeping in her own big bed and would roll around and fall down.
After pulling the girl back to the center of the bed, Yu Zhao suddenly felt a little tired.
The ups and downs of this night put her under too much pressure, but in the end, none of the things she expected happened. Bo Chi, who had come here with great difficulty, actually came just to sleep with her under the quilt.
Yu Zhao couldn't tell what was in his mind. He lay down silently and stared at the ceiling for a long time. He didn't even know when he fell asleep.
The next day she woke up from her sleep and subconsciously tightened her arms, hugging the soft body in her arms tighter. Just when she felt relieved, she suddenly reacted, opened her eyes suddenly, and looked down at her arms.
The fair-skinned and beautiful girl had her eyelashes drooped and her long hair was disheveled. Her body was pressed tightly against her, and their ambiguous entanglement was quite sexy.
Yu Zhao swallowed for some unknown reason and felt the urge to kiss the girl.
Fortunately, she was not blinded by the beauty. After she woke up, she immediately tiptoed to let go of the thin wings, got up in a trance and washed herself.
By the time Bo Chi opened his eyes, she had already prepared breakfast.
Smelling the fragrance in the air, the thin chicken wings that she hadn't eaten much last night suddenly felt hungry. She walked into the bathroom with her bare feet in slippers.
Soon, she came out in casual clothes and said good morning to Yu Zhao.
Yu Zhao raised his eyes and responded, but when he lowered his head, he realized something was wrong. He looked up again and said in surprise: "Why are you wearing my clothes? No, how did you know where my clothes were?"
She had a habit of putting some clean clothes in the bathroom cabinet as a backup.
The suit that Bo Chi was wearing was just washed by her, and there was still a fresh scent on it, so she recognized where Bo Chi got it from at a glance.
Yu Zhao was very surprised. Bo Chi was not stuck for a moment and could not come up with the above reason, so he deliberately misinterpreted her meaning: "You are mine now, why can't I wear your clothes?"
Yu Zhao turned his face away, a little embarrassed: "That's not what I meant..."
"Then what do you mean?" Bo Chi didn't let her answer and asked, "Didn't you want to sleep with me last night? Why did you go back on your word?"
Yu Zhao couldn't help but defend himself: "I didn't, it was you, Mr. Bo, who fell asleep..."
How could Bo Chi admit his mistake? He immediately threw the blame on her: "So what if I fell asleep? Will it affect your hand speed? Anyway, you just won't listen! After dinner, come out with me. I want you to know how wise it is to follow me."
Yu Zhao was a little reluctant: "I just got the script of "The Phoenix Becomes a Phoenix" and haven't opened it carefully yet."
Bo Chi picked up the warm porridge, took a sip and said, "We'll see tomorrow. You are mine now, so you have to accompany me first, okay?"
Yu Zhao had nothing to say and could only nod in agreement helplessly.
As soon as eight o'clock arrived, the cell phone rang on time. Xu Zhidie had already parked the car downstairs, waiting for them to come down.
Bo Chi dragged Yu Zhao downstairs, with obvious joy on his face.
Yu Zhao secretly looked at her, and couldn't help but feel itchy when he saw her like that, and asked curiously: "Boss Bo, where are you taking me?"
Go to the amusement park and play like on TV? Or overlooking the earth from a hot air balloon? Or even more exaggerated, having lunch on a private plane?
Yu Zhao had beautiful fantasies about the next destination.
Bo Chi gave her a mysterious smile at the right time, pushed her into the car, and deliberately kept it from her, saying only: "You'll know when you get there."
The luxury car sped along, passing through countless streets, and finally stopped in front of a villa in the villa area.
Monica received the news in advance and knew they were coming, so she was already waiting at the door.
As soon as Bo Chi got out of the car, she rushed over and hugged him. He had difficulty breathing as she said with a smile in her poor B Province dialect: "How did you find time to come and see me today, you busy man? Have you eaten? I have some fried cakes here, do you want to try some?"
Bo Chi pushed her away with difficulty, straightened his face, and said coldly: "I'm here to order a few dresses designed by you for my girlfriend. Don't worry, money is not a problem."
Monica laughed so hard that her body shook. "Of course I know you don't care about this - huh? Girlfriend?"
She stopped laughing abruptly, and her eyes fell on Yu Zhao who was walking over. Puzzlement and confusion filled her eyes. "You are Song Rui? Oh, why did you have plastic surgery? You look pretty and natural. Where did you get it done?"
This was the second time Yu Zhao heard Ming Songrui's name.
Compared to the carelessness and indifference she showed the first time, she was much more sensitive this time. She frowned and asked, "What do you mean? Isn't Miss Ming Mr. Bo's friend? What does it have to do with me?"
Monica was about to speak, but Bo Chi, who had come to his senses, interrupted her and said, "This is my girlfriend Yu Zhao, and she has nothing to do with Song Rui. Monica, has your eyesight deteriorated to this extent?"
Monica shrugged. "That's a bit hurtful, my lovely sweetheart. Come on, stop banging on the door and keep standing there. No matter if she's your girlfriend or your friend, I think we should go into the room and sit down and rest now."
She smiled brightly and led the way.
Yu Zhao took the opportunity to repeat the question he had just asked: "Why would she think of me, Miss Hao Ming?"
Bo Chi knew that he would have to tell her about this sooner or later. The longer he kept it a secret, the more trouble would happen. So he said simply, "My family and Song Rui's family have been friends for many years. She and I grew up together. She looks 70% similar to you. If someone who is not familiar with you sees you, they might think you are sisters born from the same mother."
Yu Zhao's expression gradually changed. She was not stupid, but rather very smart. She guessed the general outline of the truth after hearing only these words: "So you fell in love with me at first sight just because my face looks a lot like Ming Songrui's?"
Her voice was a little unstable, and she no longer called her Miss Ming, but called her Ming Songrui by her full name.
Bo Chi could tell she was a little excited, so he quickly explained, "Didn't I tell you? Only people who don't know you well think you two look alike. In my eyes, you're much prettier than her!"
Yu Zhao's expression kept changing, and it was obvious that he was not easily convinced. There was still a thorn in his heart, and he doubted her original thoughts and motives.
Bo Chi had to rack his brains and said, "Besides, she doesn't like acting, and she's not as obedient as you..."
Yu Zhao suddenly interrupted: "I'm not behaving well."
She raised her eyes, a stubborn look on her face, as if a hedgehog had turned over, no longer showing its soft belly, but revealing its true face full of thorns in front of everyone: "I am not obedient. If you want to find a substitute, Mr. Bo, I suggest you tell me clearly from the beginning. I will naturally abide by the duties of a substitute and play Ming Songrui conscientiously and responsibly..."
"That's enough!" Bo Chi really didn't want to hear her humiliating him like this, so he spoke word by word: "I'm going to make it clear to you today. I've never considered you a substitute for anyone. I'm with you now only because you are Yu Zhao."
Yu Zhao pursed his lips and looked straight at Bo Chi, as if trying to judge whether what she said was true or false.
Bo Chi looked back without hesitation, feeling righteous and fearless.
Yu Zhao was the first to give in. He withdrew his gaze, softened his voice, and retracted his spikes, turning back into a little hedgehog with his belly exposed: "I know."
Since Bo Chi is willing to treat her with sincerity, she will naturally...return sincerity.
After coaxing his wife who had suddenly exploded, Bo Chi walked into the house with a look of relief in his eyes and explained to her, "In a few days there will be Mr. Ming's birthday party. I will represent the Bo family. You are my girlfriend, so naturally you have to be my female companion. Monica is very famous in fashion design. The dresses she makes are not only luxurious and exquisite, but also very suitable for the wearer's temperament. I plan to customize a few more for you. When your drama is nominated for an award in the future, you can wear it directly to walk the red carpet."
Yu Zhao hadn't expected that she cared about him so much that she even considered something as far-fetched as winning an award, which might never happen in this lifetime. Feeling relieved, Yu Zhao let go of the last bit of uneasiness and smiled gently at her.
Monica had her own ideas about the design concept. She quickly called Yu Zhao away and began to observe Yu Zhao's every move, asking about various values.
Bo Chi and Xu Zhidie were drinking tea and chatting about company matters.
After finishing talking about the things one by one, the two people over there continued to discuss the issue of clothing fabrics. Xu Zhidie suddenly raised her hand, checked the time, and said to Bo Chi: "Mr. Bo, you have an appointment tonight, and it's almost time to leave. Do you want to postpone it or leave right away?"
Bo Chi turned his head and glanced at Yu Zhao. Seeing her eyes shining and looking very happy while flipping through the dress, he stood up and said, "I'm leaving right away, but you stay. Yu Zhao won't be able to see me for a while, so just tell her I'll be home later. Oh, remember to drive her home. There's a street light broken in their neighborhood, and I don't feel comfortable letting her go alone."
Xu Zhidie was silent for a moment, then suddenly spoke, with an inexplicable emotion in her tone: "So when you care about someone, you can do this."
Even if that person is just a stand-in, I can still care about him to this extent.
Bo Chi was originally worried that she would dislike his nagging and then discover the difference between her and the original owner. Now, after hearing this, he felt that it was a good excuse and said with a curved lip: "If I fall in love with her, I will naturally change for her."
Xu Zhidie: "Oh, so you slept with her last night."
Bo Chi's expression cracked: "???"
Wait, that's not what she meant!
Without giving Bo Chi a chance to explain, Xu Zhidie said neatly, "I understand. Don't worry, I will take good care of Miss Yu."
It would be strange to explain further at this point, and it would also seem like he was trying to cover up something, so Bo Chi could only swallow his words and leave with a wooden face.
After she left, Monica and Yu Zhao continued to chat, and only Xu Zhidie sat quietly on the sofa.
Xu Zhidie was holding the tea absent-mindedly, not knowing what she was thinking. As the tea gradually cooled, her eyes gradually became clear. She took out her cell phone, lowered her eyes, and sent a message to Ming Songrui who was far away abroad: [Mr. Bo is in a relationship with a girl recently. ]
The message was sent successfully and Xu Zhidie closed his eyes.
She didn't tell Ming Songrui that the girl looked like her boyfriend, and she didn't understand why she sent the message.
She just instinctively felt her heart churning, her chest filled with unknown emotions that were too strong to disperse. She desperately wanted to do something to break the mask of Bo Chi's 'deep affection' and make the other person return to his previous cold appearance, with only work in his eyes and... only her by his side.
The author has something to say: Yu Zhao: Eat me or eat the ribs?
Bo Chi: Of course it’s you who made the ribs!
Yu Zhao:?
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