Seeing his granddaughter, Ma Bozhen asked cheerfully, "Xiao Yu, what brings you here?"
Ma Qingyu rolled her eyes. "Can't I come? I just happened to have something to discuss with Little Chu."
Chu Hao asked, "What's up?"
Clearly finding it inconvenient to speak there, Ma Qingyu took Chu Hao's hand and pulled him outside. Ma Bozhen chuckled. He thought very highly of Chu Hao. If only he could become my grandson-in-law, that would be wonderful, he mused.
Ma Bozhen then muttered to himself, "It's just a pity he's a bit young."
Once outside, Ma Qingyu said, "Little Chu, do you remember when we went to Gui Yin Mountain together? I recorded quite a few videos for a news report."
Chu Hao nodded. "What about it?"
Looking somewhat embarrassed, Ma Qingyu said, "I've run into some trouble. The head of our news department saw the videos and won't let me publish them."
