Bo Zhi raised a brow, "Xunxun will be at grandpa and grandma's house tomorrow, you can come to the institute to see me and bring me lunch. I believe I'll eat very well."
Mou Wen was at a loss for words. "Why are you like this? You know every time I go, people at your institute make fun of me."
"Why bother with them, they're all single."
A flash of inspiration hit Mou Wen, "That's great, we have a lot of girls in our studio, how about hosting a matchmaking event for the folks at your institute?"
Bo Zhi shot her a sidelong glance, hovering between a smile and a smirk, as if holding back something, Mou Wen pinched his arm, "What's with that look? Who are you looking down on? Are you mocking me?"
Bo Zhi shook his head, "Not really, it's just that you think too much, girl. Do you know what you're doing?"
Mou Wen was taken aback, then burst into laughter, "Of course I know. Are you saying our studio people aren't good enough for your institute folks?"
