Feng Yi sighed in her heart, Bo Bo of today doesn't have the future's intelligence, it really makes her feel sad.
The butler had already received news from Feng Huaijin and immediately escorted Feng Yi and Ning Yan out through the back door, watching as the two of them and a robot disappeared into the night.
"Where are we going now?" Feng Yi sat in the hands of the robot Bo Bo, and asked.
"To the police station to file a report."
"You can file a report by phone too!"
Ning Yan glanced at her, "Going to the police station is safer... Didn't you want to go to the Saudi Desert in May to see the once-in-a-century meteor shower? Then let's avoid any trouble now."
*
The Spring Festival Gala was indeed not that interesting, aside from Uncle Mo Yu sitting there watching it earnestly like an immortal, everyone else had long lost interest.
Lin Moli and a few others were playing poker, while Ji Xuewei was staring absentmindedly at the copper coin in her hand.
