Bo Jian here is bearing a huge burden. The Bo Family naturally attracts attention, so sales aren't a worry. But if this person can't be interviewed, everything is just empty talk.
Mou Wen also knows what Deputy Editor Ding is anxious about. Xiaoxiao didn't say much, just refused, "Let's leave it at this, Deputy Editor Ding. I have other matters to attend to here. As for President Bo, you all better find a way yourselves."
Deputy Editor Ding knows she doesn't want to say more, replies with a sound, and hangs up the phone.
Mou Wen walks back to the dining room and sits across from the child, eating face to face. Despite his age, his table manners are extraordinarily refined.
The features between his brows are particularly similar to that person.
Thinking about the previous meeting at the Cappuccino, Mou Wen's fingers trembled.
She shakes off the shadow in her mind.
What's the point in thinking, they're already disconnected from each other.
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