The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 23: 23 Bathing (1)

Translator: Atlas Studios       Editor: Atlas Studios

Bo Yan had a bit of a drink, as he had left home today to discuss a new movie with the director.

The director was previously an internationally acclaimed filmmaker knovvn for his art-house films, having won numerous prestigious awards. However, in recent years, he had been flipping back and forth between commercial and art-house films, which constituted a bit of a slump. Of course, even in a slump, a renowned director remained just that, and such a script was not easy to come by.

The script Bo Yan was considering also leaned toward a commercial style, with the male lead indecisively jumping back and forth between the innocent and naive leading lady and the seductive and fiery secondary female character. Of course, in the end, righteousness triumphed over evil, and purity over seduction, as he chose the leading lady.

In fact, this movie script had landed in Bo Yan’s hands a month ago, but at the time, he did not have a strong desire for it.

Yet after the events of yesterday and today, when they reconvened, he immediately nodded in agreement and did not ask the production company for too high of a price.

But he did make one condition: he could provide some input on the casting of the leading lady.

On this point, the production company did not refuse.

Firstly, Bo Yan was only requesting to join the audition process to offer his suggestions, and the final decision would still depend on what the production company required. Secondly, since the female lead role wasn’t particularly challenging, as long as his recommended person was not entirely unsuitable, they would respect his opinion.

Furthermore, Bo Yan, having been in the industry for many years, had never explicitly made requests concerning casting female roles. Truth be told, there was a bit of surprise on the other side when he had made the request.

If it was not for a family member of his… The choice would almost certainly be his rumored love interest, right?

After the meal, he got into his Maybach, leaning against the back seat and resting with his eyes closed without saying where he wanted to go. Song Fengzhi reported his schedule, “Brother Bo, you have a live broadcast in Shangcheng tomorrow night, and there’s an event the day after tomorrow; you’ll stay in Shangcheng for at least two days. The day after that, the tryouts for the new movie’s actresses will begin.”

Bo Yan neither agreed nor disagreed, having not uttered a word throughout the journey.

Since Bo Yan remained silent, Song Fengzhi had no choice but to drive him back.

In Yancheng, aside from the Bo Family’s old residence and Qingcheng Apartments, Bo Yan also owned a villa. Usually, he would have Song Fengzhi drop him off there.

The car sped along the road, and as they were heading to a villa area quite distant from the main city area, they took a bypass highway. The lights along the road grew dimmer, and it was in this darkness that Bo Yan opened his eyes.

He didn’t adjust his seat but instead sat up straight, his gaze cold and indifferent as he looked out the window at the sky. Street lamps receded one by one, the buildings along the road left behind, and as he watched, his eyes slightly narrowed, as if something had come to mind, and he let out a long sigh.

Then he reclined against the cushion again and slowly uttered a few words,

“Go to Qingcheng Apartments.”

The car made a round and returned, and Bo Yan got out. He thought for a moment, then went back to fetch the script, squeezing it in his palm. He flipped to the section about the leading lady, folding it to the most visible part. He also specifically marked the page with the contact information and timing for the actresses’ auditions.

Then, the elevator arrived, and upon pushing open the door, he immediately saw Xia Siyu’s skewed high heels by the entrance,

Seeing the shoes, he looked up. Xia Siyu had not turned on the lights in the living room. The place was very quiet, with only the door to her bedroom ajar, a sliver of light peeking through. He didn’t think much of it, placed the script on the side table near the entryway, and walked in..