Her roar was so loud that it startled the tourists who were visiting the area; it was nearly impossible to feign deafness.
The film crew's footsteps came to an abrupt halt, glancing at Bo Yan's retreating figure, then turning to look at Xia Siyu, with disbelief and undertones of agitation in everyone's eyes.
Bo Yan stood at the entrance of the courtyard, halting his pace as well, but he did not turn around, his tall and upright figure turned away from her. He seemed disdainful, or perhaps deliberately ignoring her, making a pointed effort to keep his distance.
Who did Xia Siyu think she was? If someone spoke to her nicely, she might have cooled off quickly. But the more Bo Yan ignored her, the fiercer the fire within her grew!
She hadn't even settled last night's score with him, and now he'd pulled another stunt today!
He wouldn't turn around, would he? Sister would go and fetch him herself!
Xia Siyu flicked her hair and stomped forward in her high heels. However, before she could take more than a few steps in her imperious manner, the whole confrontation collapsed—two bodyguards swiftly grabbed her arms, one on each side!
—It was Wei Jingjing who, fearing that Xia Siyu could explode from the slightest provocation, preempted her move and blocked her way, at the very least preventing her from charging up to Bo Yan. But even as Wei Jingjing moved to stop Xia Siyu from speaking, she was a step too late.
Xia Siyu shouted directly, "Bo Yan, do you think you can bully people just because you're famous now?"
At those words, everyone was startled. Even Bo Yan, who had been facing away from her, perhaps found her accusation interesting and turned around to look at her with an expressionless face.
Little Tang whispered a reminder on the side, "Sister Xia, are you sure you're not talking about yourself?"
Wei Jingjing was also pulling at her arm, trying to persuade her not to say any more, but Xia Siyu, fearless, shrugged off her hand, "What, am I wrong? It was us who booked this filming location first. The time and place were all set, then you swoop in to steal the spot. Is your time valuable, and mine not?"
Bo Yan's brows furrowed slightly, but he didn't respond directly to Xia Siyu. Instead, he turned to the crew, "Is this true?"
Song Fengzhi, who had just returned with some clothes, seemed to understand the timeline and sorted it out, "Here's what happened: last night, the crew said that some scenes needed reshooting, but because we couldn't decide on a time before, we didn't schedule it, so we booked the ad shoot here. However, this morning, the crew notified the film studio, and since we only needed a few shots, they let us prepare here first."
So it was true then.
Xia Siyu lifted her chin with a "let's see how you explain this one" expression.
This time, Bo Yan's gaze finally landed on her. Their eyes met in the air, one unyielding and indignant, the other expressionless. After a moment, Bo Yan spoke calmly, "Firstly, I am an artist, and I am contracted with the crew. I am responsible for my work only. These coordination issues are between the two working groups and the film studio, and they have nothing to do with me. If you have any dissatisfaction, you should communicate with your own team, not me."
Xia Siyu hummed lightly, clearly unsatisfied with his explanation.
"Furthermore, you say I'm famous now and thus I'm bullying others by throwing my weight around, is that it?" Bo Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, his tone indifferent, "You're right. In the entertainment industry, only the famous have the privilege to bully others."