My Fortune-Blessed Leading Lady-Chapter 1106 - 788: Bo Zhi 39

As soon as this topic was brought up, everyone became quite lively.

They all eagerly chimed in about how things should be, and the atmosphere was as if they were attending the couple’s wedding.

Mou Wen, caught between crying and laughing, said, "Everyone, make sure to come then."

"Of course, Mrs. Dean," someone answered.

Since Xunxun had classes and everyone else was busy with work, they disbanded at eight in the evening.

Everyone headed home to their families.

Xunxun tilted into Bo Zhi’s embrace and fell asleep, as Bo Zhi had a little to drink with everyone in the evening, so Mou Wen drove.

On the way home, Bo Zhi apologized to Mou Wen.

At a traffic light, Mou Wen glanced sideways at him, "Why did you apologize just now?"

Xunxun slept soundly in Bo Zhi’s arms, his brows carrying a hint of a smile. Having spent so much time with his parents, he felt very secure and had become more lively.

Both of them were delighted to see this.

Bo Zhi looked down at Xunxun in his arms, a slight smile playing at his lips, "I don’t know what to say, but I just want to thank you, and apologize."

Mou Wen replied, "I know you feel like apologizing because you think it was hard for me to raise Xunxun alone, right?"

Bo Zhi said nothing.

Mou Wen smiled, meeting his eyes in the rearview mirror, "Bo Zhi, have I ever told you that I’m actually very grateful to you for having Xunxun? If not for him, I might not have survived those years."

She had told him quite a bit through their chats about what happened during those years, and he had a general understanding, but he dared not delve too deeply into her past.

Because in the end, he found that it was himself who felt the saddest.

So now, when the topic came up, he would just apologize.

Mou Wen laughed softly, "There will be a wedding, right?"

After all, the word was out.

If there were no wedding, wouldn’t she be too embarrassed to ever go to their research institute again?

Bo Zhi’s lips curved into a smile, "Of course, there will be a wedding. Whatever you want, I’ll make sure it’s ready for you."

Mou Wen chuckled, "I know, you’ve always been like this, haven’t you?"

In the rearview mirror, their eyes met, and they both started to laugh.

...

A week later, Mou Wen published an article titled "In Your Eyes, What Kind of Person Is He or She?"

The title was the result of much revision, and although it was a bit mundane, as a loyal reader of her own public account, she knew exactly what people wanted to see.

The title didn’t matter, as there weren’t many clickbait-seekers among her readers.

But the content was sharp and brilliant.

Upon publication, it easily surpassed ten thousand views.

An hour later, it broke a hundred thousand.

Readers left numerous comments, finding that the researchers viewed through Mou Wen’s perspective seemed different from their stereotypical images.

Many, many comments reflected insights that overturned previous perceptions.

They found that researchers are a group of adorable people.

And from Mou Wen’s words, it was clear that this group of researchers was not only adorable but also very interesting. As they say, "Beautiful appearances are common, but interesting souls are one in a million."

This group seemed more like a union of interesting souls, each reigning over their own domain.

They also longed for life, travel, and a better world.

In the face of misunderstanding and criticism, they remained silent.

They didn’t flaunt their talents, but they truly had talent.

They didn’t engage in online arguments because they found it a waste of time and life. The world is so wonderful, why spend time and life on fruitless pursuits?

Their lives were simple; their rest time compressed and compressed. People’s lack of understanding? Well, let them misunderstand, it didn’t matter to them.

They didn’t need to depend on an audience for their livelihood. They had faith, perseverance, and things they wanted to do and would see through to the end.

They were depicted from many angles.

The article was refreshing, and because of it, Mou Wen gained even more recognition.

Her public account saw a surge in followers as readers urged her to write more positive articles since so much online content nowadays lacked soul.

It’s really not easy to come across a good article.

Her audience’s age range became an exception.

The span of ages in her fanbase was vast, and along with her increasing popularity, her income also increased proportionally, doubling this time.

Mou Wen happily told Bo Zhi that her income had grown significantly, doubling.

And she showed off her bank statement.

There were quite a few zeros at the end.

Bo Zhi hugged her and kissed her, "Yeah, really impressive."