The Best Actor Insists On Living With Me!

Chapter 662: Chapter 659: Separation (1)
 

Song Fengzhi unlocked his hotel room door and immediately swept his wife inside. Once his foot moved away, the door shut behind him, Song Fengzhi and Wei Jingjing glanced at each other, huffed heavily, and retreated to their respective rooms.

A few doors closed behind them, as if no one had noticed their affairs.

——Except for a camera a hundred meters away.

The arrangements Bo Yan had made were actually quite adequate, the curtains of both his room and Xia Siyu’s room were drawn tightly. He had booked the entire floor, so it was unlikely that any outsiders would intrude. He had also chosen a room without a camera in front of it. As long as they were within the hotel, nobody would see him and Xia Siyu together, not even the surveillance cameras.

The hotel’s diagonally rear side was a property developed by a local developer, about a hundred meters from the hotel. A hundred meters is usually too far to see anything clearly, but it’s a different story with an ultra-high-definition telephoto camera.

The worse luck was that the paparazzi stationed in the property were not there to photograph him and Xia Siyu at all. This film city in the Northwest, though not as famous as Hengtian, still attracted a few crews to film. Besides “Spring Light,” there were several others. Moreover, another crew was staying at this hotel.

The paparazzi had received tips: the first was that the male supporting actor of “Spring Light” had his girlfriend from outside the circle visiting the set, and they wanted to capture a few shots of her. The second was about a young heartthrob from another crew. Moreover, this heartthrob played rather fiercely—he was involved with men, and was gay.

The paparazzi, although snooping, would not necessarily publish everything they captured. After taking the photos, they would blackmail the celebrities, demanding money in exchange for the images and videos. If negotiations fell through, they would then consider revealing the scoop.

This group of paparazzi truly lived up to their name, keen-eyed as dogs. The footage of Bo Yan holding Xia Siyu lasted only a few seconds, and it flashed by quickly. But someone among them really recognized him: “Is that man Bo Yan?”

Bo Yan was facing away from the camera as he held Xia Siyu, his back to the lens. Xia Siyu’s clothes were indistinguishable, but his could be discerned. Although the telephoto lens was used, the distance was too great and it was nighttime, so the images were not clear. The remaining paparazzi, after some discussion, could only recognize Bo Yan.

But that was enough.

As everyone knows, Bo Yan was the hardest artist for the paparazzi to photograph. Born into the Bo Family, he was aloof, a rumor-repellant. Countless female stars tried to connect with him, but he wouldn’t even give them a glance. Women could not catch his attention, and neither could men. Moreover, not only was the outside world devoid of any news about him, even within the entertainment industry, he was a blank slate—no record of any scandals whatsoever.

But the paparazzi were not like those fans who truly believed their idols were chaste for their sakes. To them, a thirty-year-old man staying celibate indicated only two possibilities: one, he was ill, psychologically incapable of accepting others (regardless of gender); or two, he was “impotent.”

Yet, Bo Yan had never given anyone any leverage. Far from having current liabilities, even if one looked into the past, they could only vaguely trace back to Xia Sicai, who eventually married his cousin. The Xia Family and Bo Yan desperately concealed the relationship, unwilling to confirm any ties.

Looking further back, Bo Yan and Xia Siyu’s romance was a secret, unknown to even their families and friends, let alone the paparazzi.

Now, however, the finest ‘wild boar’, Bo Yan, had started to ‘dig up cabbages’ as well, though it was still a mystery who this fresh and juicy ‘little cabbage’ was.