Yan Xiaoxi, "..."
Jin Bo looked at Yan Xiaoxi, "Or do you want me to do something else?"
Yan Xiaoxi glared at Jin Bo.
Jin Bo, "I can slowly satisfy you."
Yan Xiaoxi realized that as a paparazzo who had been in the entertainment industry for many years, she couldn't out-talk him; he was clearly an old hand!
Jin Bo held Yan Xiaoxi's hand and entered the shop.
The shopkeeper saw Jin Bo and was stunned there.
Jin Bo, "Shopkeeper, two bowls of tofu pudding and seven fried dough sticks, please."
The shopkeeper looked at Jin Bo and after a long while spoke, "You're alive, that's great, really great."
Jin Bo smiled, "Yes, I'm alive."
Yan Xiaoxi sat beside him watching, inexplicably moved by the scene before her.
The shopkeeper looked at Jin Bo, "Where have you been all these years?"
Jin Bo, "Been wandering outside."
Shopkeeper, "Wasn't there a rumor about a fighter jet accident? What happened with that?"
Jin Bo, "It was a misunderstanding."
