Jin Bo, "You told me a journalist's mouth is tight. How is that believable? Especially an entertainment journalist."
Yan Xiaoxi, "..."
For a moment, she really couldn't find words to respond.
Jin Bo looked at Yan Xiaoxi.
Yan Xiaoxi quickly snapped back, "This has no entertainment value. If it were you, probably could still make some money."
Jin Bo put down his phone and served a bowl of soup placing it in front of Yan Xiaoxi, then served himself a bowl, "You can take a picture of us sitting together having dinner now, publish it, I don't mind."
Yan Xiaoxi, "..."
But she does mind, okay?
Jin Bo took a sip of soup with a spoon, spoke casually, "If you don't want a frontal shot, you can take my front and your back."
Yan Xiaoxi, "..."
How troubled was she to court such trouble?
Nowadays, the power of netizens is so strong that they can find out the truth in no time.
Dined and came out with him, even with him wearing shades, she was on edge!
