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332. Chapter 332 The National Fairy

"Run away?"

After going through so much trouble to get it out for that guy, he still ran away?!

Bo Jinghan responded coldly: "Run away. If he is really that cowardly, let him get away as far away as possible."

Putting down the phone, Bo Jinghan turned his head and leaned on the car seat.

The driver in front of me didn't know what was going on.

Lu Yan knew what this girl was fighting against.

"Working in vain?"

Raising his eyebrows, Bo Jinghan squinted his eyes and squinted at Lu Yan, curling his lips: "I don't know if his work was in vain, but if he stole it out, it should be regarded as completing the task. As for the rest, he chose the path by himself, and it depends on his own destiny.

Got it!"

Lu Yan raised the corners of his mouth silently and reached out to brush the hair from her forehead that covered her eyes.

Bo Jinghan seemed a little uncomfortable and stiffened slightly.

But he soon relaxed and let his fingertips slide over and fall.

Then I heard him sighing without trace, and then said: "Lie down for a while! It's still far away from the Bo family manor..."

*

Friday.

After the interview, Jinghan Bo got into the nanny car and was about to leave.

A security guard suddenly knocked on her car window.

Fiona, who was in the passenger seat, opened the door and negotiated with the security guard.

Soon, she held an extremely delicately packaged box and handed it to Bo Jinghan.

"Cynthia, the security guard just said that a fan asked him to give this to you."

In the back seat, Jinghan Bo was holding his tablet and looking at it intently.

Hearing Fiona's words, she raised her head and glanced at the box, but something bad came to mind. She frowned and whispered: "Put it down!"

On the side, the entertainment reporter who was conducting an exclusive interview with Bo Jinghan looked at the exquisite packaging of the box and was a little curious.

Looking at Bo Jinghan who was looking at someone who was fascinated by something, he asked softly: "Don't you want to know what the fans sent specially for you, Cynthia? Or are you not interested in the enthusiasm of the fans?"

Being disturbed again, Bo Jinghan had to put down what he was doing.

He raised his head and was about to speak when Fiona said something first.

"Look. My Cynthia cherishes her fans' thoughts very much. She usually waits until she gets home and opens them one by one. She will read them all, including the handwritten letters sent by fans!"

As an agent, Fiona stood up and defended Jinghan Bo with absolute competence.

Of course, she also knows better than anyone what the contents of those fan letters and gifts are.

Because the address is her apartment address, she is the one who reads the letter, and she is the one who opens the gift...

"Cynthia, less than a month after you returned to China, you have already set off a media frenzy. Now, as soon as your advertisement was aired, you were rated as the 'national fairy' by the majority of netizens, and your series of products were also sold well, and the effect was widely praised. Yes.

For you personally..."

"Reporter Yang, I'm sorry, I don't like to talk about this when I'm not working. However, we can talk about other things, such as recent movies, or the Milan Spring Fashion Week that just ended not long ago."

Smile.

Bo Jinghan interrupted the reporter's questioning, his voice was clear and his tone was cold and distant.

The entertainment reporter knew he was too talkative, so he stuck out his tongue apologetically.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled.

Fiona was probably afraid that this embarrassment would affect the coverage of this exclusive interview, so she quickly said: "Cynthia, why don't you take it apart now and take a look? You can also share it with Reporter Yang!"

Bo Jinghan nodded indifferently.

Untie the ribbon on the box and lift the lid.

What caught my eye was a bloody mass... "Run away?"

After going through so much trouble to get it out for that guy, he still ran away?!

Bo Jinghan responded coldly: "Run away. If he is really that cowardly, let him get away as far away as possible."

Putting down the phone, Bo Jinghan turned his head and leaned on the car seat.

The driver in front of me didn't know what was going on.

Lu Yan knew what this girl was fighting against.

"Working in vain?"

Raising his eyebrows, Bo Jinghan squinted his eyes and squinted at Lu Yan, curling his lips: "I don't know if his work was in vain, but if he stole it out, it should be regarded as completing the task. As for the rest, he chose the path by himself, and it depends on his own destiny.

Got it!"

Lu Yan raised the corners of his mouth silently and reached out to brush the hair from her forehead that covered her eyes.

Bo Jinghan seemed a little uncomfortable and stiffened slightly.

But he soon relaxed and let his fingertips slide over and fall.

Then I heard him sighing without trace, and then said: "Lie down for a while! It's still far away from the Bo family manor..."

*

Friday.

After the interview, Jinghan Bo got into the nanny car and was about to leave.

A security guard suddenly knocked on her car window.

Fiona, who was in the passenger seat, opened the door and negotiated with the security guard.

Soon, she held an extremely delicately packaged box and handed it to Bo Jinghan.

"Cynthia, the security guard just said that a fan asked him to give this to you."

In the back seat, Jinghan Bo was holding his tablet and looking at it intently.

Hearing Fiona's words, she raised her head and glanced at the box, but something bad came to mind. She frowned and whispered: "Put it down!"

On the side, the entertainment reporter who was conducting an exclusive interview with Bo Jinghan looked at the exquisite packaging of the box and was a little curious.

Looking at Bo Jinghan who was looking at someone who was fascinated by something, he asked softly: "Don't you want to know what the fans sent specially for you, Cynthia? Or are you not interested in the enthusiasm of the fans?"

Being disturbed again, Bo Jinghan had to put down what he was doing.

He raised his head and was about to speak when Fiona said something first.

"Look. My Cynthia cherishes her fans' thoughts very much. She usually waits until she gets home and opens them one by one. She will read them all, including the handwritten letters sent by fans!"

As an agent, Fiona stood up and defended Jinghan Bo with absolute competence.

Of course, she also knows better than anyone what the contents of those fan letters and gifts are.

Because the address is her apartment address, she is the one who reads the letter, and she is the one who opens the gift...

"Cynthia, less than a month after you returned to China, you have already set off a media frenzy. Now, as soon as your advertisement was aired, you were rated as the 'national fairy' by the majority of netizens, and your series of products were also sold well, and the effect was widely praised. Yes.

For you personally..."

"Reporter Yang, I'm sorry, I don't like to talk about this when I'm not working. However, we can talk about other things, such as recent movies, or the Milan Spring Fashion Week that just ended not long ago."

Smile.

Bo Jinghan interrupted the reporter's questioning, his voice was clear and his tone was cold and distant.

The entertainment reporter knew he was too talkative, so he stuck out his tongue apologetically.

The atmosphere suddenly cooled.

Fiona was probably afraid that this embarrassment would affect the coverage of this exclusive interview, so she quickly said: "Cynthia, why don't you take it apart now and take a look? You can also share it with Reporter Yang!"

Bo Jinghan nodded indifferently.

Untie the ribbon on the box and lift the lid.

What caught my eye was a bloody mass...


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