Xia Siyu listened more and more, feeling a bit strange: "So what you're saying is, I should accept this condition, right?"
Bo Yan nodded as if it were only natural: "Yeah. Don't even mention it's for you, even if it were for me, there's nothing to pick apart about this condition. If you're really worried they'll go back on their word, anyway, you haven't signed a contract, so there's no loss. The film and television industry, well, there are too many people making big promises without anything on paper—it can all mean nothing, even if they talk it up."
There was nothing wrong with what he said. But it was precisely because there was nothing wrong with it that Xia Siyu got angry.
In Bo Yan's words, it was as if Qin Baizhou was just an NPC, and he and Xia Siyu had no past dealings, not only did he not get jealous, he even acknowledged his ability.
