"No matter how busy I am, nothing is more important than your matters." Bo Jinyu took her hand, holding it in his warm palm and squeezing gently.,Gong Yuanhong placed his hands on the railing, gazing down at the street below: "But those stubborn old men will receive news soon enough.",Although she said she wasn't afraid, the fact remained that she was. Seeing the real thing return, she couldn't help but feel flustered.。