After eating, Mo Xialan and Ning Xintong went to settle the bill, and finally said goodbye to Miss Su.

Today's dinner is also special for Mo Xialan, and it is also the first time she has dinner with her fans.

After Mo Xialan sent Ning Xintong home, she went directly to Bo's house.

As soon as she arrived at Bo's house, Mo Xialan found that Bo Jingcheng's car also drove over.

After getting out of the car, Mo Xialan said to Bo Jingcheng: "What a coincidence, Mr. Bo." ”

It was too dark at night, and Mo Xialan couldn't see his expression clearly, only heard a faint voice: "Well, what a coincidence." ”

For Bo Jingcheng's indifferent attitude, Mo Xialan is no longer surprised, she is very tired now, she just wants to pick up the boy as soon as possible and then go home to rest.

"Miss Mo, are you nervous tomorrow?" Just as Mo Xialan was about to walk forward, she suddenly heard Bo Jingcheng's voice.

"Mr. Bo, what's so nervous about this. Tomorrow is also an explanation for my fans, I don't think I will let these things happen in the future, and I shouldn't let my fans worry about me. "Since Mo Xialan has been in close contact with her fans, she has been able to understand the mood of her fans even more.

"Alright, let's go in." After that, Bo Jingcheng took a step forward and walked in.

After receiving the little envy, Mo Xialan got into the car with the little group in her arms, said goodbye to the Bo father and son, and drove home.

As soon as she got home, Mo Xialan took a bath and bathed herself as quickly as she could, and finally collapsed on the bed and fell asleep.

Maybe she was too tired today, Mo Xialan went to bed early, or maybe Mo Xialan wanted to let herself be in a good state to face her fans tomorrow.

The next day was the weekend, and Mo Xialan could have a good rest today. But yesterday I told Bo's father that Xiao Zixian would go to him this weekend, so Mo Xialan got up early and sent Xiao Tuanzi to Bo's house.

After coming out of Bo's house, Mo Xialan drove to the Bo Group, and she wanted to prepare what she wanted to say in the afternoon in advance today.

As soon as he arrived at Bo's Group, Xu Tezhu led Mo Xialan to Mr. Bo's office.

"Miss Mo, you sit down for a while, I'll just wait later."

Seeing that Bo Jingcheng was busy with the matter at hand, Mo Xialan walked to the coffee table on the side and did it.

It didn't take a while. The secretary came in with coffee, and after the secretary went out, Xu Tezhu came in again.

I saw Xu Tezhu holding a bag of things in his hand, and he put the things in front of Mo Xialan and walked out.

Looking at the thing in front of her, Mo Xialan picked it up curiously. Suddenly, a voice came from my ear: "This is Longjing tea, I didn't send it to you last time, since Miss Mo is here, I will give it to you directly." It is really a bit of trouble to send it to you. ”

Mo Xialan flipped over the bag of tea and found that it was indeed Longjing tea. Unexpectedly, Bo Jingcheng still remembered that he owed her Longjing tea, but this bag of Longjing tea was inevitably a little too little.

"Mr. Bo, isn't this bag of Longjing tea a little less?" Mo Xialan picked up the bag of tea and asked tentatively.

Hearing Mo Xialan's words, Bo Jingcheng smiled a little and thought: This woman is really special, she is too little to give her a bag of Longjing tea. Since she wants Longjing tea so much, let her bring more back.

Seeing that Bo Jingcheng didn't speak for a long time, Mo Xialan suddenly felt that what she said was a little too much, and said embarrassedly: "Eh, Mr. Bo, I didn't mean that." I mean, how can this bag be so small and hold so much tea. ”

"It's just one of those small bags, and there's a lot more out there. Later, when you go back, take everything outside with you, no one here drinks Longjing tea. Bo Jingcheng ignored what Mo Xialan said.

Seeing that Bo Jingcheng said this, Mo Xialan was not hypocritical, although she didn't particularly like to drink Longjing tea, but she felt that there was no harm in having more. If you can't do it, you can also give these teas to others as gifts.

"Then you're welcome." Mo Xialan said very politely, but her heart was actually very happy.

Bo Jingcheng put down the things in his hand, walked towards Mo Xialan, and sat opposite Mo Xialan.

"Miss Mo, the press conference will start in the afternoon. Be prepared for the press conference, as the reporters may ask uncomfortable questions. Bo Jingcheng looked at Mo Xialan and said seriously.

"I know Mr. Bo, yesterday when you said that you were going to hold a press conference, I was prepared in my heart." Mo Xialan took a sip of coffee.

"In that case, think about what you're going to say at the beginning of the show. First of all, you have to understand that you must start by saying that your emotions are not very stable in the past few days, so as to win the sympathy of the public. Second, you have to say that you are dismissive of plagiarism. And thirdly, you have to let people understand that you have suffered a lot of grievances in the past two days. ”

Miss Mo listened to Bo Jingcheng and recorded these words with her mobile phone. She understands how important this afternoon's press conference is to her. She wants to be a god of ink who can protect her fans and make them proud.

"I know Mr. Bo, I will follow what you said and think about what I should say in the afternoon."

Suddenly, Mo Xialan's hand rang, and she saw that it was a text message from Mu Yuze.

"Xia Lan, I've been a little busy and haven't contacted you recently, I don't know how you've been doing lately. Don't take plagiarism to heart, don't care too much about other people's opinions, you have to know that Xiao Tuanzi and I are on your side no matter what. I've been doing well these days, you don't have to worry about me. ”

Looking at the text message sent by Mu Yuze, Mo Xialan felt a little moved. In fact, Mu Yuze would be fine even if she didn't send this text message, but now that he sent her this text message, her originally nervous heart eased up.

"Miss Mo. Text messages from fake fans? The moment Mo Xialan's mobile phone rang, she kept staring at it. Although Bo Jingcheng didn't seem to care much about Mo Xialan's behavior on the surface, he was actually a little uncomfortable in his heart.

"Ah yes, my friend told me to be calm, in short, to cheer me on." Mo Xialan didn't know what Bo Jingcheng was thinking at all, and said to him with a smile.

"Well, think for yourself, I still have something to do." After finishing Bo Jingcheng, he didn't care about Mo Xialan's diameter, and walked back to his office area and started to do his own thing.

In fact, Bo Jingcheng has always been busy, but when Mo Xialan came in, he sped up his work. But just now, he wasn't very happy, so he decided to go back to his work.

Seeing Bo Jingcheng inexplicably go back to his place to work, Mo Xialan was also confused and thought: What happened to this Bo Jingcheng? I was fine just now, why did I suddenly go back to doing my own work? It's really uncertain. But now that he's gone back to his work, he should have something to do.

Mo Xialan was afraid that she would disturb Bo Jingcheng's work here, so she stood up with her bag and said to Bo Jingcheng: "Mr. Bo, since you are busy, then I won't bother you for now." I'll go outside and think about my manuscript, you're busy with you, and I'll show you when I'm done. ”

After saying that, Mo Xialan walked out, leaving Bo Jingcheng to sit in his position with a calm face. I thought: How can this woman say and leave?

Seeing that Mo Xialan left directly, Bo Jingcheng also asked her to stay, but to concentrate on her own work.