When Bo Yan spoke those few words, he maintained a facade of calm at first, but by the last few words, his breath faltered.
However, when his fingers touched her neckline, Xia Siyu still subconsciously resisted. Seeing her resistance, Bo Yan didn't force her any further and swiftly retracted his hand, speaking with a facade of nonchalance, "Otherwise, you do it. I won't touch you."
Xia Siyu blinked twice but didn't move. Bo Yan, with a good-natured tone, said, "If you're unwilling to learn, then let it be. If you're not willing to practice even the simplest scene, then it's unlikely you'll win Best Actress before you're thirty."
The keywords "thirty" and "Best Actress" indeed stirred something in Xia Siyu. She shook her head and then nodded emphatically but as she nodded, the alcohol made her head spin even more.
She really bent her head down and started to unzip her dress herself.
But after two tugs, with no change, she looked up at Bo Yan with pleading eyes.