Rebirth in Showbiz: How to Win the Showbiz Emperor's Heart?

Xiaoqi is quite expressionless and feels conflicted inside, but after all, it’s his master, so he eventually says, ”Miss Sisi is also very good.”

Bo Si sneered internally. Just a servant, after all!

”By the way, who’s her agent?”

Xiaoqi said expressionlessly, ”Gu Feng.”

Gu Feng, huh...

Bo Si showed a meaningful smile. Then let’s start by snatching the agent.

On this side, there was anger over this matter, while Tong Yan was completely unaware of this comparison. As an internet-addicted girl, having her phone confiscated by Bo Yimo was such a terrifying thing.

So, she spent the whole afternoon battling Bo Yimo, engaging in a battle of wits and courage.

Thinking of the scene just now when her phone was confiscated, Tong Yan was on the verge of tears.

The specific situation was as follows:

It was a sunny and beautiful afternoon, rare for the two of them having no schedules to rush for. Luo Feng from ”Thunder Drug Enforcement Group” had to pause filming for a week due to some issues, so they were very relaxed.

The two of them leaned on a lazy sofa, next to a huge floor-to-ceiling window. Outside, there was a large courtyard with bridges and flowing water, lush greenery, flowers in full bloom. The courtyard was deep, and the warm sunlight gently streamed in through the huge window, making the atmosphere feel cozy and comfortable.

It was like a painting, time standing still, unbelievably beautiful.

Two people in love, even if they do nothing, just sitting quietly is extremely beautiful.

Bo Yimo held a book in his hand, reading with his head slightly lowered, the golden sunlight outlining his perfect profile, his long and curled eyelashes shading his deep eyes. His thin lips were slightly pursed, giving him an appearance that was calm and reserved.

And leaning against his back, Tong Yan was also fully absorbed, wearing headphones and watching... videos.

One reading a book, the other watching a video, in some way, it could be considered as having the same interest.

Bo Yimo got up to get some water and, after a while, brought back two glasses of orange juice, handing one to Tong Yan.

Obviously, Tong Yan was immersed in her own world, completely oblivious.

Bo Yimo just smiled helplessly, slightly bent down, and delivered the orange juice to her lips while casually glancing at her phone screen, his face suddenly darkened.

He directly pulled out the earphones, and obscene curse words blared out from the phone.

...

”Clang!” The phone dropped to the floor.

Tong Yan’s face turned bright red, shamefully lowering her head. Initially, when the earphones were removed, she instinctively wanted to get angry, but when she looked up and saw Bo Yimo’s dark expression, she wilted completely.

Her mind was blank, and all she could think of was the word ’doom’, nothing else came to mind.

There was nothing more embarrassing in the world than this.

Tong Yan sat there, completely motionless, like a statue, surrounded by a low-pressure atmosphere, almost suffocating her.

She began to blame Yiyi for not choosing a better time to send her those things, knowing well she couldn’t resist and yet still sending them.

At this moment, Tong Yan wanted to cry but had no tears, feeling blue and miserable.

In just five seconds, Tong Yan had thought of so much, as if a century had passed. The vulgar sounds continued, and she bent down to pick it up and destroy the evidence, but—