The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me! - Chapter 287: 287: The Shaky Wine Bottle (6)
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Chapter 287: Chapter 287: The Shaky Wine Bottle (6)
In the Xia Family, except for Xia Youbiao, Xia Ju’an was quite nice to Xia Siyu. Even though his mother always filled his and Xia Sicai’s ears with unpleasant things about Xia Siyu and her mother, Xia Siyu was adorable. He was just a little boy at the time, and little boys like their soft and sweet-smelling little sisters. Xia Siyu was more lively and prettier than Xia Sicai, and he really liked her—it was just hard to express that in front of his mother and sister.
As they grew up, Xia Sicai became the perfect lady of the house, sophisticated and perfect from all angles, which was fine and even ideal, but it always seemed to lack something.
But Xia Siyu was different—she wasn’t a product of the same mold of perfection. She was hot-tempered, straightforward, and righteous, alive like a wildflower growing freely in the mountains. That was a kind of brilliance that didn’t need to please anyone.
Helping his father handle some of her scandals, he gradually realized that Xia Siyu’s private life was not as chaotic as rumors suggested, nor was she as arrogant and unapproachable as people said. It was just that she couldn’t be bothered to explain, so the rumors grew wilder.
He knew she didn’t need the support of the Xia Family, but it still pained him to watch.
When Xia Siyu came out, the two men automatically stopped their conversation. But Xia Siyu didn’t pay them any attention and instead was on the phone with Qin Baizhou.
She had just stirred up trouble again. And it might mean she would lose business deals because of this action, her recently managed good image collapsing in an instant—all because she hit someone.
Even though that person was trash.
“About what just happened…”
“I know, I’ve seen it, and I’m dealing with it right now,” Qin Baizhou’s tone remained calm.
He had gone online immediately upon hearing about the incident, and surprisingly, this time Xia Siyu wasn’t universally ridiculed.
Once bystanders uploaded the video to the platform, despite some minor inconsistencies in Xia Siyu’s words, the gist of it was not bad.
After all, Xia Siyu was known for her tough-as-nails persona, tearing into scumbag men and kicking exes to the curb, so her audiences weren’t surprised at all by her actions. Especially since it happened during the recording period of a show—her popularity was on the rise. Other viewers who were lamenting the end of the live variety show now had something new to watch, didn’t they?
And in the video, it was clear that Li Weiyi was asking for it. Moreover, through this incident, everyone got an informative session about his group activities and “deficiencies.”
This time Li Weiyi finally became famous—famous enough that the top search results were about him. It’s just that his tag from then on would be linked with “group activities” and “inadequacy,” making him the butt of jokes.
Also, with Bo Yan and Xia Ju’an stepping in, they helped clear up her previous scandals. If Xia Siyu wouldn’t give a man like Bo Yan the time of day, why would she care about those jerks? If anyone dared spread rumors about her again, well, she used her high heels last time—this time it was a wine bottle. Next time, she might resort to a knife!
“I’m sorry.” Xia Siyu didn’t feel any psychological burden with others, but toward Qin Baizhou and Wei Jingjing, her assistant managers who cleaned up her messes, she genuinely felt apologetic.
“It’s okay, so far it looks mostly positive. We’ll guide the narrative, and you won’t lose any business or endorsements,” he reassured her.
Xia Siyu nodded, then hung up the phone.
Xia Ju’an originally had some things he wanted to say to his sister, but upon seeing Bo Yan beside him, he thought about it and decided to just smile. “Siyu, it’s a bit late tonight. Come over for a chat when you have time next time, Dad misses you.”
Xia Siyu casually “hmm”ed in response, and Xia Ju’an stepped back.
She was waiting for a ride; Bo Yan was waiting for her.