But if there is no Fu Nansen with a small bag, he is not Fu Nansen.

Xiaobao is 22 years old this year.

Bao Xiaobao and Fu Nansen first met when she was sixteen years old.

That year, he was eighteen years old.

The master on the other end of the phone didn't reply for a long time.

Fu Nansen thought for a long time and typed a few words.

"I'm most afraid that when I wake up from a dream, I will lose my most beloved person."

Those words stayed in the dialog box of his phone and were not sent.

Fournansen exited the software and took a deep breath.

I'm going to work tomorrow.

The "thin life" just now is not wrong, since leaving the Fu family and bringing a small bag, the pressure of life is indeed much greater.

In the past, no matter what, because there was suffering, I only had to suffer by myself, so there would be nothing.

But now, there is still a bag of small bags to suffer with him every day, which makes Fu Nansen, who has left the supreme halo, want to give her a good life more and more.

In this city, he does not have a very effective assistant, and the news of black and white does not come as quickly as before.

Now he can't even find out where Xiaobao has gone, such a simple message.

It's also very frustrating.

Fournanson was even a little hard to imagine at the moment, some things would be like if Xiao Bao didn't face them with him.

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It's the fourth day, and Bao Xiaobao doesn't answer his calls.

After returning to D.Sun, although all the things were still done with super high efficiency, the enthusiasm for work in his eyes was not as strong as it was at the beginning.

Mo has seen it all his life, but there are some things that he can only see through if he survives.

"Wow...... Mr. Mo, you're a little black-bellied, aren't you? ”

Sheng Liang was holding a cane when he walked out of the room and saw Mo Jisheng holding a mobile phone in his hand.

She wasn't blind, and she recognized it at a glance as Xiaobao's.

"While not allowing me to ask Assistant Yang about Sister Xiaobao, I am holding someone else's mobile phone here......"

"I heard that Sister Xiao Bao has a boyfriend, if you do this, it won't be ...... Do you like Sister Bao? ”

"Since you can save me from He Dong's hands, why can't you save Sister Bao?"

Mo Jisheng lit a cigarette and looked at the girl in front of him with interest, this seemingly ordinary girl actually had an identity that even he couldn't find.

This mystery further derived the idea that he wanted to keep her in front of him to observe.

Others avoid unidentified people, but he is indifferent to this life.

"Are you jealous?"

He raised his eyebrows, leaned forward with gravity, rested his elbows on his legs, and looked up at Sheng Liangshi who walked over.

Liang Shi looked confused, and he didn't realize that he was being teased at all.

"You are so narcissistic, it's just that my teacher is Sister Xiaobao, so I care about her so much."

"What are your origins? Tell me, maybe for your sake, I'll go to He Dong again. ”

Sheng Liangshi's face was not red or dry, she was originally a girl who had just graduated from high school, she was so simple that she couldn't do it, and in the face of the problem of indifference, she said it all without thinking.

"I became a journalist at the age of twelve! But at that time, I liked to dig up some bad news about famous people. ”

"I later met Sister Xiao Bao at a party in Hengcheng, when I was still digging up the scandal of Fu Nansen, the richest man in Jingfu, and Sister Xiao Bao suddenly came over and told me that the news was going to stand out from the ......crowd."

"Later, I really stood out from the crowd, and I suddenly became famous in the journalist circle."

"So if you can save Sister Bao, you must save her!"

Mo Jisheng held a cigarette in his mouth, stared at the young face of the girl with slightly narrowed eyes, hesitated for a long time, and asked, "How old are you?" ”