My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1098 - 786: Bo Zhi 37

This topic left Mou Wen momentarily uncertain how to respond. She looked at Bo Zhi for help. Bo Zhi slowly took a sip of water, then smiled faintly, "Well, I’m afraid this might disappoint you. We’ve known each other for about four or five years and we even have a son. Want to know more? I’m afraid you might not be able to handle it."

Naturally, it was too much to handle.

The researcher’s expression couldn’t be described simply as shocked anymore, it was more of bewilderment mixed with surprise.

He looked at Bo Zhi’s smug face and then at Mou Wen’s awkward face. He clicked his tongue and in the midst of the astonished gazes, he said, "Dean, you hid this too well."

Wait, did you say you have a son?

Dean, that’s not right at all, you should at least bring the little darling to see us."

This researcher is clever too. Anyone around Bo Zhi knows that he has been obsessed with work for years with no female company, given his current attitude towards Mou Wen.

If the two had been together before, they would’ve surely bragged about it long ago.

No bragging implies they reunited not too long ago.

Since that’s the case, some topics don’t need further discussion, or else the Dean might get upset. It’s good as it is now.

Directly shifting the topic to the child is the fail-proof plan.

All the researchers are seasoned experts, who doesn’t know the tricks here, so they quickly steered the conversation.

Mou Wen was originally worried people might ask, in that case, where has the wife been all these years?

But no one asked that.

Instead, everyone seemed more interested in their son.

Mou Wen isn’t foolish either. She knows why the researchers were asking this way, changing the topic, even though awkwardly, was effective.

As soon as Xunxun was mentioned, everyone got interested, eager to see what the ice-cold beauty dean’s offspring looks like.

This is something to look forward to.

So everyone turned their gaze, waiting for Bo Zhi to give a definitive answer about when he’d bring the Young Master to meet everyone.

Bo Zhi wasn’t hesitant, "Isn’t there a dinner tonight?

At that time, you all can go ahead, I’ll pick up my son from school and then join you."

Researcher, "Didn’t expect happiness to come so quickly, Dean, you’re true to your word, helping us see the Young Master tonight is the best."

Bo Zhi, "Would I deceive you all?"

Researcher, "You’ve deceived us quite a bit, though."

"Haha..."

Since the establishment of the research institute, people have mostly been busy with work, rarely experiencing such joy, the present happiness made everyone inexplicably relaxed.

"Sister-in-law, you should come more often, when you come, all the suppression in the institute vanishes."

"Yes, sister-in-law, come often."

"Indeed, the research material from you is endless."

Mou Wen, amused and slightly helpless, replied, "Alright then, I hope everyone can guide me in the future."

"Sister-in-law, guidance is welcome."

...

Mou Wen nestled in Bo Zhi’s office, studying the article she was preparing to write, looking for a suitable entry point to highlight the article. She planned to write first and let others take a look.

As researchers, how do they hope to showcase their private sides to the public?

She thought for a while, then began writing, not aiming for speed but prioritizing content and quality.

Thus, the writing wasn’t smooth, there were revisions and deletions, and after an afternoon of focused writing, she had only written a few hundred words.

Carefully choosing words, ensuring each one is used to its utmost, not allowing it to feel rough or careless.

Because the people she is about to write about are remarkable individuals, benefiting society.

She must be meticulous to have the confidence to publish this article.

During a break, a news article popped up on her computer, its truth uncertain, but it was about Mingjiang.

In the short time since she resigned from Mingjiang, its efficiency has dropped repeatedly, causing shareholders to sell off their shares.

It’s not that Mingjiang couldn’t operate after she left.

Rather, her departure created a confrontational atmosphere for Mingjiang’s upper management, who failed to handle certain disagreements properly, leading many veterans to change jobs.

Leaving Mingjiang seemed to create a consensus among capable individuals that it might be facing some significant problem.

Few are observing the situation, those holding Mingjiang stocks began selling them, compounded by Mingjiang’s recent rapidly declining journal sales.