Shen You is still mostly in a vegetative state; other than his second brother, there’s no response.
Shen Mubai and Yu Zimu, the two of you, can’t either of you win over Ye Bai?
Thinking of this, he called out, "Huo Minhan."
The little guy ca over and approached Huo Jinnan.
Huo Jinnan felt his way to the bedside, sat down, and whispered a few words into the little guy’s ear.
The little guy turned his head to glance at Ye Bai, but—
No matter if it’s Uncle Yu Zimu or Uncle Shen Mubai, whoever you pair with, why does it feel like harming soone?
Ye Bai looked at the little guy, "What kind of look is that?"
The little guy shook his head; if Master knew his thoughts, he would surely beat him!
Thinking that Yu Zimu’s martial arts aren’t great, and Uncle Shen Mubai probably can’t fight either, if they fall into his master’s hands, would there be dostic violence?
He turned his gaze back to Huo Jinnan and whispered, "Should we get married to uncle?"
Huo Jinnan lowered his voice, speaking so that only the two of them could hear, "Your uncle’s life is uncertain; wouldn’t that be harming soone? Your Master has been kind to us."
"Oh!"
The little guy nodded, feeling that what Huo Jinnan said made a lot of sense!
But, if both are harmful, wouldn’t being together save the whole world?
However, he also really wanted to see what Master would look like in won’s clothing!
Qin Huan lay there, watching the father and son, watching Ye Bai, not knowing what they were up to, but it didn’t seem like anything good.
Ye Bai stood there listening intently, though he had excellent hearing, the little guy and Huo Jinnan’s voices were too low to make out what they were saying.
The little guy sat there, secretly sending a WeChat ssage to Jin Bo, "Uncle, do you want to see what Master Ye Bai looks like in a skirt?"
Jin Bo was signing sothing when he heard the phone chi. He picked it up, glanced at it, and shivered, "I will lose composure; in my eyes, she always seems like a man."
The little guy asked with so persistence, "Oh, in that case, uncle, do you like n?"
Jin Bo, "My sexual orientation is normal."
The little guy, "Could it be you haven’t realized, in fact, you might like n more?"
"I am very sure I like won!"
Just as Jin Bo finished speaking, the assistant ca in.
He looked up at Fang Zheng, "What’s the matter?"
Fang Zheng looked at Jin Bo, "Mayor Jin, the female reporter whose press card you revoked last ti has complained about you to the Discipline Inspection Commission."
"Complained about ?"
Jin Bo’s thin lips moved, "Let her complain, don’t bother with it."
"Just because she took a picture of you, you revoked her—"
"Get out."
Fang Zheng swallowed the rest of his words and turned to leave the mayor’s office.
Jin Bo tried to recall that reporter; he had already forgotten her na and her appearance.
Perhaps Fang Zheng would never understand why he despises entertainnt reporters so much.
Thinking about such a creature again, he loathes it to the extre.
He picked up his pen, finished signing, and glanced at his phone, seeing no further ssages from the little guy, hoping he wouldn’t be targeted again, right?
A woman as fierce as Ye Bai should be left to other n; he couldn’t handle her.
After a while, the phone rang again.
He picked it up and glanced at it, "Uncle, Master saw what you said, be careful. Next ti she gives you dicine, it might be poison. In the future, when she performs surgery on you, who knows, the knife might slip."
Jin Bo, "..."
He put down the phone and made a call to the Discipline Inspection Commission.
———— Yunqi Academy ————
The next day
Yan Xiaoxi’s complaint was rejected.
After receiving the text notification, thinking about Jin Bo, she glanced at the word "Mayor" posted on the wall, picked up a dart, and fiercely threw it, hitting right on the last character, "Person."
Just then, the phone rang.
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