Duan Chen nodded earnestly, "You're right, Bo Yan doesn't have this thing, alas, you're on your own, I can't help you; otherwise, just replace Yuran!"
"No way!" Xuan Ze frowned, absolutely opposed.
Duan Chen spread his hands, "So, why don't you make the call? You can give Bo, the movie star, a thousand reasons why you need Yuran. Who knows, Bo, the movie star, might just get interested?"
Xuan Ze: "..."
The likelihood of that happening was almost zero.
Austin chuckled with interest from the side, "Tang, I think what Duan Chen said makes a lot of sense. Maybe you should do it?"
"You two backstabbing guys!" Xuan Ze angrily grabbed the mobile phone, walked away to some distance, and stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window to dial Bo Yan's number.
...
At that very moment, Bo Yan was in Platinum Imperial Palace packing his clothes, preparing to move to Yuran's place. Xie Cheng followed behind him, looking at his matter-of-fact appearance with an indescribable expression.
