Chapter 795: Chapter 786 Capital (2) Chapter 795: Chapter 786 Capital (2) Qin Baizhou’s steps faltered, and he frowned slightly as he turned back to see Bo Yan still sitting in the same spot, calmly sipping his coffee, as if the words spoken just moments ago hadn’t come from him at all.

He shook his head. Scions like Bo Yan and Xia Siyu, born into aristocratic families, had never lacked for clothing or food since childhood. They couldn’t understand how desperately those who struggled from the bottom clung to any opportunity, fighting to claw their way upwards.

But was Bo Yan as carefree as he claimed? Ninety-nine percent of those in the entertainment industry were drawn by vanity. If one didn’t love fame and didn’t enjoy being adulated by audiences and fans, what was the point of being in the entertainment industry? The remaining one percent was Xia Siyu.

He didn’t believe that Bo Yan was such a person.

After leaving the hotel, Bo Yan also stood up and headed upstairs. The moment the elevator doors closed, he saw Qin Baizhou enter a car. Then, one going upward, the other leaving, they parted ways.

Xia Siyu had already told him her room number, so he put on a mask and went straight to her door.

Before he could raise his hand to ring the doorbell, the door opened on its own. Wei Jingjing appeared, startled upon seeing Bo Yan, then stepped aside to make way for him and returned to her own room.

Bo Yan entered.

Xia Siyu saw him come in, gave him a glance, and didn’t bother with him. Bo Yan was equally at ease, shedding his coat and heading to the bathroom to wash and clean up.

After his shower, he emerged, toweling his hair, regretting that he hadn’t brought a change of clothes due to his sudden visit. Fortunately, he had once purchased disposable shorts while staying at Xia Siyu’s place, and they came in handy now. Unfortunately, he didn’t have pajamas to change into and had to wear the hotel’s bathrobe.

He quietly approached Xia Siyu. She was memorizing her lines and pushed him away directly, “Don’t distract me.”

Bo Yan nodded. He had to shoot scenes the next day and naturally needed to review his script as well. Thankfully, the suite had two areas, so each could occupy one side without disturbing the other.

When he heard Xia Siyu in the outer room finish memorizing her lines, he glanced at the clock and noted it was already one o’clock in the morning.

Bo Yan didn’t disturb her, letting her organize her things alone. Another half-hour passed as she tidied up, and only then did Xia Siyu leisurely enter the inner room.

Upon her arrival, she didn’t speak to Bo Yan but started to dry her hair while preparing to blow-dry it. Xia Siyu was typically a chatterbox, so her silence indicated that she had something on her mind.

Without asking what was on her mind, Bo Yan put down his script and quietly walked behind her, taking the hairdryer from her hands.

Then, with the hum of the hairdryer, Xia Siyu looked into the dressing mirror in front of her while Bo Yan, head bowed, helped dry her hair. Neither said a word, as if nothing had happened at all.

Eventually, Xia Siyu couldn’t help but break the silence, “Aren’t you going to ask what happened just now?”

Bo Yan’s hands paused briefly before he continued blow-drying her hair with a warm but steady stream of air, “If you want to talk about it, go ahead. If you don’t, I won’t ask.”

His calmness somehow reassured Xia Siyu, who suddenly looked frustrated, “Ah, ah, ah! Did you know? Just now, I lost several hundred million! No, it could even be several billion! How could I be so confident to turn away that money?”

As soon as Bo Yan saw her beginning to rant, he knew she had bounced back. That was Xia Siyu, after all.

It’s human nature to be conflicted, but after the struggle, she would still choose her own path.