Chapter 207: Chapter 207: Forced to Disclose (3)

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“Mr. Bo, did you hear that? If you don’t open the door, we’re going to break in!”

Inside, Xia Siyu had only one feeling: Bo Yan had gone mad, he had truly gone mad.

Could he be drunk, mistaking this for seven years ago?

He always disliked her so much, even looking at her one more time seemed to hurt his eyes. He mocked her coldly and heatedly, never showing any closeness. It was already reluctant for him to give her a helping hand in the team, not to mention a gentlemanly touch…

Of course, she wasn’t keen on his closeness either. Couldn’t the two of them just pretend not to know each other, and that would be fine?

What was he doing now? Could it be that spring had arrived, when all things revived, and it was the season when animals mated?

Outside, Shang Feifei, who hadn’t received a response, directly gripped the doorknob: “I’m opening the door.”

She hadn’t finished speaking when she began to act, but although the doorknob could turn, the door wouldn’t open: “What’s the matter? Is the door broken?”

She knocked on the door harder twice: “Mr. Bo, Mr. Bo, are you there? We’re opening the door.”

Wang Zisu stepped forward: “Fei’er, step aside, let me try.”

He gripped the doorknob, twisting it while ramming the door with his body, but after pushing hard twice, the door remained immovable.

Wang Zisu was getting anxious.

It was one thing that no one answered the door just now, but now they were trying to break in, and there was still no movement inside. Xia Siyu had just entered the door not long before him; how could there be no sound at all after such a short time?

She looked very sleepy and a bit intoxicated, but she couldn’t be sleeping that deep, could she?

“What’s going on?”

Although the recording of the show had ended, these guests had not rested and had gathered in the corridor, which had drawn the attention of the show’s crew.

“Don’t know, Sister Siyu just went in, and she’s not responding to our knocking.” Wang Zisu was really in a rush, wanting to force his way in. Zhou Weiwei intervened: “Actually, it’s not a big deal, really. Siyu can’t hold her liquor, a few drinks and she easily collapses. She and Mr. Bo were both drunk, maybe as soon as they went in, they passed out. Isn’t it impolite for us to barge in like this?”

But Zhou Weiwei’s explanation could only fool the naive. Each person on the show’s team and among these guests was shrewd. Even though Xia Siyu and Bo Yan had shown mutual disdain in their usual interactions, still sniping at each other even when they had to work together, Shang Feifei’s recent pointed questions had indeed raised some doubts.

No one had evidence, but there was a feeling that these two… might there be some connection between them that they didn’t know about? Even animosity would suffice; otherwise, why would they argue every time they met?

The director also moved forward, knocking a couple of times: “Mr. Bo, Ms. Xia, have you rested? What happened, may we come in?”

Inside, Xia Siyu heard the noise outside, where more and more people were gathering. She was very anxious, not wanting to make it public and not wanting to be bullied by him any longer. In her frantic desperation, Bo Yan seemed to have heard the noise from outside and slightly loosened his grip.

She struggled, lifting her knee and slamming it hard into his vulnerable spot, the blow causing Bo Yan to reel in pain, pulling her down with him as they both fell to the ground.

As their struggle subsided, the director knocking at the door swiftly took out a key, turned the lock, and opened the door.

The moment the door opened, Xia Siyu’s composure shattered: it was over, completely over, she and Bo Yan were going to be forced into the open!