It was at this moment that he heard footsteps coming.

Bo Yan hesitated for a moment and did not retreat.

This is the innermost corner, and even so, there are quite a few people attending the banquet today, so there are also people coming and going.

It can't be his driver, right?

Just thinking like this, the footsteps got closer and closer, and after a while, the car door was opened: "Young Master Yan." ”

When the driver entered the door, Bo Yan and Xia Siyu were already seated. It's just that Xia Siyu is sitting against the car door, and Bo Yan seems to be sitting in the middle, right next to Xia Siyu.

"I've been waiting. ”

What are you waiting for, Bo Yan frowned slightly, and if he knew it, he would have informed the driver to come back half an hour later. He let out an "um" from his throat and sat upright, looking calm.

The car drove out quickly, and the driver was there, and Bo Yan didn't dare to be presumptuous. Occasionally, she looked sideways at her and found that Xia Siyu didn't know when she had woken up. It's just that she leaned one arm against the window of the car, looking at the scenery outside the car.

But she was quiet, not noisy or noisy, and her expression was slightly serious, as if she was thinking about something.

The car sped all the way, and the street lights and buildings were quickly left behind. Xia Siyu held his arms and looked at the street scene for a long time, and suddenly asked: "What kind of person do you say I am?"

Bo Yan was stunned for a moment, this has no beginning and no end, what is it called "what kind of person am I"? And is she asking him? Is she drinking too much, and now she has developed a second form: drunken talk.

He was silent for a moment.

Xia Siyu didn't hear his answer, but she wasn't angry either. After a while, she asked, "Do you think I'm a failure?"

Bo Yan finally turned his head this time and looked at her brightly. Xia Siyu was still looking out the window, not knowing what her expression was. The only thing that is certain is that her tone is firm, albeit with a hint of self-doubting mockery, but definitely not to the extent of drinking too much and talking nonsense.

At most, it is drunk and spit out the truth.

He spoke, "Are you asking me?"

Xia Siyu ignored his rhetorical question, and continued her third question: "Do you sometimes think I'm ridiculous?" ”

Bo Yan frowned, this time he was even more confused.

Although Xia Siyu's tone was fine, the question was too much like a drunken talk. There was a driver in front of him, and he didn't know what to say: "Why do you ask?"

Silence again.

This kind of silence is really not like Xia Siyu's personality. Bo Yan asked again: "Are you drunk? Do you still know who I am?"

Xia Siyu was silent for a long time before he spoke: "I officially debuted at the age of twenty, and I am still a month and twenty-seven. I became popular as soon as I debuted, and I have been popular for six years, from the old, weak, sick and disabled, to kindergarten children, everyone knows me. I earn tens of millions of dollars for filming a film, and tens of millions for an advertisement. In the past few years, I have made money that many people would never make in a lifetime. Although I don't have a great reputation, I don't really care either. I know what those people say about me, that I just have a good face. I'm good for nothing but my face. I have a bad reputation, I have a lot of scandals, I have a bad temper, I play big names, and I know how those black fans scold me. But I don't care. I don't care what people think of me. ”

Bo Yan didn't know how to interject, so he had to be silent.

But at this time, Xia Siyu suddenly turned his head and looked at him for a moment: "But I care what I think of myself." ”