Suddenly, Bo Yimo walked steadily forward. When Dong Feifei saw him, she called out joyfully, but received no response. She stomped her foot, pouted, and became unhappy.
He walked to the front of the stage. His tall figure appeared even more outstanding under the lights, and his usually indifferent eyes suddenly softened as he looked at a certain spot.
Mrs. Bo suddenly sensed something was wrong; Little Mo was definitely going to say something, and it was something she didn't want to hear.
No, no, absolutely not.
Mrs. Bo wanted to step forward to stop him, but was held back by someone. She turned her head and saw it was Mr. Bo.
"Madam, let the children handle their own matters."
Mr. Bo's tone was gentle, yet unyieldingly firm. He and Bo Yimo looked somewhat alike, but their temperaments were completely different.
Mr. Bo was gentle, while Bo Yimo was cold.
