Because the room was in a mess, the bed and floor had to be cleaned and the bed boards had to be replaced. After lunch, Xia Siyu was too embarrassed to hide in the room. She didn't want to go for a walk in the strong sun at noon, so she had to drink tea with a group of people in the living room.
In the living room, the other men of the Bo family, except Bo Yan, were discussing the development of the Bo family's business, the management of partners, and how to expand market share. Grandma was not in good health. After eating, she sat down for a while to rest. Even Xia Siwei was able to participate and occasionally share her opinions.
There are only Xia Siyu and Boyan here, one is drinking tea and the other is scrolling on his mobile phone. Xia Siyu glanced sideways, Bo Yan was quite serious, and she didn't know what he was looking at, looking so enthusiastically.
Another pot of water was boiled, and the servant made tea for everyone and put a small cup for each person in a fair cup. After Xia Siyu drank several cups of tea, her mood gradually calmed down.
She picked up the cup of tea and just finished it. She glanced around and found that Boyan had finally put down his phone with satisfaction. Before closing the phone interface, he also took a cup of tea and sipped it.
It's okay if you don't look at it, but when you look at Bo Yan's phone, he's choosing a bed!
Thinking of the bed that had just collapsed, Xia Siyu was a little angry and embarrassed. Just as he was about to say something, he turned around and said, "Take a look, what material and style of bed do you want to choose? Is it wooden, Simmons, elevated or floor-mounted?"
At his words, everyone at the table looked over. Some were curious, some were watching the excitement, and some were meaningful.
Boyi said: "Aren't you ready to replace the bed board? It should be delivered in the afternoon."
Bo Yan said "Oh", "I'm talking about her and I's wedding room. If we live together, we have to get a bigger one. And the bed in our wedding room is hard to explain. What if we sleep on the bed until midnight? , it’s not easy for anyone to change it in the city. After all, you are an artist."
He then asked Xia Siyu seriously: "Do you like a softer bed? The soft pillow of the high bed is indeed comfortable, but it is not very friendly to the spine. But if you like it, then buy a softer Simmons. What do you think?"
She felt bad and stood up directly: "I'll go back and rest."
Boyan was puzzled: "The bed board hasn't been packed yet, and the room hasn't been tidied up yet. What are you going to do when you go back?"
Xia Siyu turned around again: "Then I'll go for a walk."
Walk a hundred steps after a meal and live ninety-nine!
Bo Yan added, "You haven't put on sunscreen yet. Aren't you afraid of getting sunburned when you go out?"
And there are other people living in the community. What if they are recognized
Xia Siyu thought about it and turned back to the study room: "Then I'll go read."
"If you read for less than ten minutes, you will definitely fall asleep. There is no bed in the study, so it will be uncomfortable for you to sleep on the desk."
"Who said that? I didn't fall asleep yesterday!" Of course Xia Siyu was not happy and turned around to accuse.
Of course, she wouldn't sleep after seeing the news about her mother. Bo Yan replied: "There are only a few biographies in the study. If you want to read them, we can go to Dushu Yizhi later. There are a lot of information about the film industry, CDs and audio recordings."
If it doesn't work this way, it won't work that way either. Doesn't that mean he wants her to accompany him? Xia Siyu scolded angrily: "Then what do you think I should do?"
Boyan stood up and said, "Do you have time? There are a few things I want to tell you about the rivalry in "Spring Light"."
(End of chapter)