As soon as this topic was brought up, everyone beca quite lively.
They all eagerly chid 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 co then."
"Of course, Mrs. Dean," soone answered.
Since Xunxun had classes and everyone else was busy with work, they disbanded at eight in the evening.
Everyone headed ho 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 ho, 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 ti with his parents, he felt very secure and had beco 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 to raise Xunxun alone, right?"
Bo Zhi said nothing.
Mou Wen smiled, eting 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 ca 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 t, 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 nurous comnts, finding that the researchers viewed through Mou Wen’s perspective seed different from their stereotypical images.
Many, many comnts 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 seed 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 argunts because they found it a waste of ti and life. The world is so wonderful, why spend ti and life on fruitless pursuits?
Their lives were simple; their rest ti 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 co across a good article.
Her audience’s age range beca an exception.
The span of ages in her fanbase was vast, and along with her increasing popularity, her inco also increased proportionally, doubling this ti.
Mou Wen happily told Bo Zhi that her inco had grown significantly, doubling.
And she showed off her bank statent.
There were quite a few zeros at the end.
Bo Zhi hugged her and kissed her, "Yeah, really impressive."
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