Chapter 1135: 1126: Antidote (6)

Chapter 1135: Chapter 1126: Antidote (6)

If it were a normal day, Bo Yan would definitely be thrilled if Xia Siyu said such words.

But today, the atmosphere was too strange. Bo Yan even had the feeling that Xia Siyu was intentionally trying to get him drunk to pry something out of him. If he slipped up and she caught something, would his days become difficult?

However, Xia Siyu’s temper was unpredictable. If he didn’t go along with her words, she might deliver another “Extinguishing Family Kick,” and his parts couldn’t withstand such repeated blows!

Xia Siyu questioned, “Honey, why don’t you sit down? Sit down.”

Bo Yan felt immense pressure and had no choice but to sit down with his wine glass.

He sat right next to her. Xia Siyu twisted herself like a candy stick and snuggled up to him, rubbing against him as she mused, “Honey, we’ve been married for three years, and I haven’t had a wedding, haven’t taken wedding photos, haven’t even honeymooned, nor drunk a toast.”

Xia Siyu’s words left Bo Yan momentarily stunned, followed by silence.

Indeed. When they got married three years ago, there was no wedding or bridal photos, and certainly no honeymoon. The only thing they had was a prenuptial agreement specially arranged before getting their marriage certificate. Such as not interfering with each other’s freedom, managing finances individually, and only maintaining a surface-level marital relationship. Without one’s consent, the other cannot demand marital rights…

As for the wedding night, it was naturally nonexistent. At that time, Bo Yan was solely focused on deceiving her into marrying him, hoping that as long as she didn’t propose a divorce, he would have the chance to mend their relationship later.

Until now, the two of them had reconciled. But given their celebrity status, they couldn’t publicly hold a big wedding.

Even though the marriage was initially driven by circumstances and they couldn’t publicly celebrate it now, Bo Yan still felt some regret in his heart.

Now that they were doing well, they wanted things to be even better, to improve further. Some ceremonial matters still needed to be made up for.

They wanted to go public, but couldn’t. Xia Siyu considered Bo Yan’s vast fan base. The fans, in reality, might understand that their idol was unlikely single, even if he was with a same-sex partner. No one can live in a vacuum, wandering the world without emotions, especially not in the temptation-filled entertainment world. What they might want is for the celebrities not to go public or fall from grace. As long as the stars don’t display, they pretend not to see, maintaining a delicate balance of relationship. Even secretly dating is better than blatantly revealing their identity.

Bo Yan also considered Xia Siyu’s need to act freely without her family’s matters being dredged up. Her mom’s issue has always been a worry of hers. As soon as it’s dug into, it’s bound to explode. He couldn’t help but think for her.

“Surely, there’s no chance for these things right now. We need to work together and strive.” Xia Siyu’s reflection lasted just a second before she snapped back, “We don’t have a honeymoon, so we might as well just settle for less and have a little drink.”

These words sounded like the King of the Mountain teasing a young lady. Xia Siyu was the aggressor, and Bo Yan the victim.

Though Bo Yan was a bit exasperated, he raised his glass, not wanting to let her down. Xia Siyu finished her drink first and, seeing that Bo Yan hadn’t drunk, tilted her head puzzled, “Why haven’t you drunk yet?”

Bo Yan raised his glass, took a sip but didn’t swallow it, leaned over to seal her lips, and transferred the drink.

Idiot, when sharing wedding wine, this is the right way to drink it.