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Chapter 967 Can We Take a Photo Together

Erm…

“Miss can we take a photo together?” One of the fans asked softly.

When Jiang Tingxu heard that, she was stunned for a second.

However, the man was the first to speak.

“No! But you can get an autograph!”

When the little girls heard the first part of his response, they were so sad.

However, when they heard the second part after the word “but”, as expected, they became overjoyed.

Mo Boyuan did not agree to take a group photo because he knew that his wife did not want to be recognized, so he rejected them for her.

However, seeing how friendly his wife was towards these girls, he added that she could give them an autograph. After she quickly signed the autographs for the little girls one after another, the little girls then asked him to give them an autograph as well. Mo Boyuan also agreed.

After signing the autographs, the couple prepared to leave.

After all, there were quite many people here. If they were to be recognized again, things might become very troublesome.

“Goodbye, Miss.”

“Bye -“

Until the two of them disappeared in their sights, only then did one of the little girls suddenly say,

“Oh no, we were so busy saying goodbye to the lady just now that we forgot to say goodbye to him!”

“Oh yeah!”

Fortunately, they had candied haws and autographs, which comforted them a lot.

Of course, the two people who had already left had no idea what these little girls said.

When they returned to the hotel, there were still three candied haws left. They could not eat them anymore, not to mention how that man did not even like eating them, so he gave them to the receptionist ladies of the hotel.

They were his employees, so this was considered as a bonus!

It was almost ten o’clock when Jiang Tingxu came out of the bathroom after taking a shower. Her hair was already half-dried, it would be completely dry after some time.

Of course, as a girl, everyday skincare was something she was not going to miss. So she went on to begin her complex daily skincare routine. Mo Boyuan closed his notebook, got up, took his pajamas, and went to the bathroom to take a shower.

Not long after he went in, he heard a phone call.

The next second, he heard his wife’s voice:

“Ningning? Why aren’t you sleeping yet?”

The little boy’s tone was very sad.

“Mom, why didn’t you and Dad Take me with

me?”

Erm.

“Be good. Mom and dad have something to take care of. Next time, I’ll bring you out next time, okay?”

“What is it?”

“It’s an adult’s matter. Little Boy, don’t ask so many questions. Go to sleep. There are still many classes to attend tomorrow.”

Speaking of this, the little boy became even sadder.

“Mom, can you ask dad to reduce some of my classes?”

There were so many classes to go to. Ningning was occupied he had no time to play at all.

Heh.

“No.”

This matter was approved by Jiang Tingxu.

So, even if the little boy pitifully complained to his mom, his classes were not going to become fewer.

Why did he mess things up and cause trouble to his parents in the first place?

“Okay, okay. Go to sleep quickly. Mommy’s hanging up.”

Seeing that he could not convince his mother, the little boy was out of tricks.

“Oh, good night, Mom.”

At the end of his sentence, his voice sounded so sad he was almost crying.

Jiang Tingxu hung up the call quickly. Otherwise, she might really not have the heart to do it.

Yun City, at the Mo family’s old mansion. After the little boy hung up the phone, he looked very unwell.

Then, after a while, he climbed up the stairs with a sullen little face and rushed into his room.

He laid on the bed, rolled around, and bit his fingers.

After some time, he finally fell asleep.

The next day.

While she was still asleep, her phone rang.

Still not yet fully awake, Jiang Tingxu picked up the call.

“Hello!”

“Little Jiang? It’s me, Xie Zhiming.”

Huh?

Her eyes suddenly opened wide.

“Uncle Xie?”

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