The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Thanks to the laws of China, regardless of the reason for their marriage, they were now bound together by a red marriage certificate. Throughout his life, he was definitely not going to the Civil Affairs Bureau to swap that red book for a green one.

Xia Siyu chuckled lightly, “You know exactly why I married you. If Xia Sicai hadn’t gotten engaged to Bo Yi, the role of Mrs. Bo Yan wouldn’t have fallen to me.”

Bo Yan’s gaze withdrew slightly, his face adopting a contemplative expression.

After leaving him, Xia Siyu soon entered the entertainment industry; although she rose rapidly, her reputation suffered.

The Bo family’s traditions would never allow him to marry a disgraced actor. He himself had been castigated by his family for mingling with the entertainment circle, so what about Xia Siyu’s situation at that time?

Certainly, he was not one to compromise easily, nor one to let others arrange his life without a fight.

Even if the members of the Bo family were reluctant to accept his wife, he didn’t care. He had infiltrated Xia Siyu’s fan circles incognito and knew her personal situation. Most of the rumors were untrue. She was not someone vain or prone to stepping on others to raise herself, nor was she unprofessional or known for throwing starry tantrums.

But the only problem was, by that time, Xia Siyu had already become a big star, while he was just a university lecturer. Even if he switched immediately to acting, there was no guarantee he would soar to stardom and reach her level right away.

Xia Sicai had always been pursuing him. After graduating from the University of New South Wales and returning to China, she took a fancy to him the moment she saw him at a social event attended by both the Xia and Bo families.

At that time, Bo Yan was dating Xia Siyu and only saw Xia Sicai as a friend.

Perhaps because Xia Sicai had been chased by many boys since childhood, she seldom took a fancy to anyone. But Bo Yan’s looks, family background, character were unassailable, and combined with his gentlemanly manners, elegant and scholarly demeanor, she became infatuated with him.

Fortunately, Xia Sicai was of the subtle and restrained kind; even if she liked someone, she wouldn’t confess as directly as Xia Siyu. Not long after, Xia Siyu left without a word, and later, when Xia Sicai finished her postgraduate studies and returned to China, she began to seek him out frequently under the pretext of family and work.

Bo Yan was aware of Xia Sicai’s fondness for him early on. Had he not met Xia Siyu, perhaps he would have accepted Xia Sicai’s advances.

But unfortunately, he had met this calamity in his life first, and he had no choice but to accept it.

Sometimes love is just like that, completely unreasonable.

Seeing Bo Yan’s contemplative eyes, Xia Siyu felt both anger and disdain in an instant. She had always known men were critical when choosing a wife. All it took for a girlfriend was beauty, but for a wife, besides beauty, one should consider family background, character, temperament, values. He and Xia Sicai were of the same kind, full of shrewdness and cunning.

Just as she was about to push him away in disinterest, Bo Yan spoke up, “Do you want to hear the truth?”

Xia Siyu couldn’t care less about his views on choosing a spouse and pushed him away, “Not interested.”

Bo Yan gave her a look and said seriously, “In my life, I have only done two things for which I have never felt any regret. One is falling in love with you, and the other is marrying you. I have never regretted marrying you. Given a choice between you and Xia Sicai, I would naturally choose you.”

Xia Siyu looked up, “Why? Do you like me?”