Translator: Atlas Studios Editor: Atlas Studios
When the bartender said that, Bo Yan’s mouth, which was chewing the peanut, suddenly stopped for a beat.
The bartender continued, “She’s really busy these few years. Her rumored boyfriends keep changing, and it’s so high profile each time. I saw the news a few days ago. Didn’t she beat up the wealthy son from the Zhong Tian group until his entire face was covered in blood? Although your marriage is a false arrangement, isn’t her private life too colorful—”
Before finishing his statement, the bartender pursed his lips and stopped talking.
Because he saw that Bo Yan, who was chewing his peanut, had suddenly lifted his head. Bo Yan directly looked at him with an intense and sharp gaze. Although he did not show any expressions on his face, his gaze gave the bartender immense pressure, and he obediently shut up.
After glancing at him, Bo Yan lowered his eyes again and continued eating the peanuts, as if he had not given the bartender that gaze.
The bartender did not take his threat seriously.
He also knew that Xia Siyu’s rumors were mostly fabricated.
She was a celebrity, one who had a lot of media attention. Even if her reputation now was not good, it was a fact that she was famous and beautiful.
As a pretty female celebrity who did not seem to have any powerful backing, she would attract a lot of men’s pursuit and desire. Even if she, like Bo Yan, refused to be associated with anyone for attention, there would still be some weird rumors being spread about her.
If she explained these rumors, people would only say that she was guilty. If she did not, they would say that she was affirming it by staying silent. If she gave an announcement, people would not believe her. If she filed a lawsuit, it would last for more than one and a half years. In this period, the financial cost and psychological pressure would take a toll on her. Moreover, when talking about the ambiguous relationship between a man and a woman, even if she explained it clearly, no one would believe her. After all, it was futile to rebuke rumors. The audience would only see what they wanted to see.
Between Zhong Tian Group’s wealthy son and Bo Yan, anyone who was not blind would choose the latter. With a husband like Bo Yan, what was there to consider in another man?
However, even if they were rumors, Bo Yan was still somehow ‘cheated on.’
In any circumstances, men, whether they loved the other person or not, would feel unhappy if they were cheated on.
Furthermore, both of them had a history in the past.
Plus, a marriage, albeit an unwilling one.
The bartender and Bo Yan finished the alcohol glass after glass. The peanuts were also finished as they snatched them away one by one.
When Bo Yan placed the glass down, the bartender was already slightly drunk. He asked, “Actually, I’ve been curious for all these years. Were you both really together back then? How did you get together, and how did you break up? Is it really like what you said earlier—she dumped you?”
Bo Yan glanced at him indifferently and did not reply.
The bartender did not give up and asked, “So, you dumped her?”
Bo Yan picked up a spicy pig’s trotter from the dishes accompanying the drinks and stuffed it into the bartender’s mouth. “Han Yifan, eat more pig trotters to replenish your brain.”
The bartender—no, the bar owner, Han Yifan—whimpered and took the pig’s trotter out of his mouth with much difficulty. Without fearing for his life, he asked, “Bo Yan, do you… still have her in your heart?”