Bo Yan thought for a moment, considering the desk in the study covered with densely packed workbooks, and then understood. He bent his head to eat noodles and mumbled a sentence, "Let Xie Cheng deliver the vegetables then, I'll cook."
Just as Yuran was about to say you really don't understand people, she hadn't even spoken when she was stunned by the words "I'll cook" from Bo Yan, the top actor himself.
Uh... the top actor, cook?
Seriously?
She could hardly believe it, but she didn't dare to ask aloud. Bo Yan changed the subject himself, "How did the audition go today?"
He clearly knew the result already, yet he still looked expectant when he asked. A real actor indeed.
Yuran said somewhat uncertainly, "I don't know, maybe it was okay."
"Okay?" Bo Yan raised his head to look at her, saw her expression that didn't seem false, and then laughed, "Then there shouldn't be a problem."
Yuran, "No, no, Seventh Brother, that's not the right interpretation."
