Bo Jingxing thought about it and said, "You can ask someone for help."
Fred nodded and said: "I know. After all, I am not from country Z, so it is very inconvenient to move around... so I thought about this issue before coming here."
Bo Jingxing looked sideways and moved his mouth. Before he could ask about the candidate he had in mind, he heard the girl's delighted voice from below.
“Mr. Fred.”
Bo Jingxing was interrupted and looked towards the source of the sound.
They saw Haitong holding up the hem of her pink skirt with both hands and jumping towards the direction where they were standing.
Bo Jingxing was a little surprised. His narrow fox eyes were half-squinted, and he turned around and said jokingly: "Do you still know her?"
Fred followed Bo Jingxing's gaze and saw Haitong walking towards him. He frowned and did not hide the confusion on his face: "...it doesn't count as acquaintance."
He told Bo Jingxing what Ye Lan had asked him to do to take care of his "little niece".
Then he held his forehead and said with a headache: "I don't know why she is pestering me. Before, I was just helping Ye Lan in Cambridge."
"Huh." Bo Jingxing raised the corner of his mouth, his fox eyes were gleaming with sunlight, and he leaned back against the railing and replied casually: "Then she may not know why you helped her before."
“…” Fred wanted to ask, is this important?
But he saw that Bao Jingxing was smiling and watching the fun, and he tilted his head again, and was about to ask him: "Did you know..."
Before he finished speaking, Hai Tong had already arrived in front of them, with bright almond eyes, and once again interrupted the conversation between Bo Jingxing and Fred.
“Mr. Fred, I’ve been looking for you for a long time.”
“What do you want from me?” As a Westerner, Fred received a strong gentlemanly spiritual education since he was a child, which allowed him to try to maintain his grace when facing women.
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