Yu Hansheng looked at the call that had been hung up and snorted. He ordered, "Find a chance to take a picture of Bo Junyan's current appearance."
If he didn't want to take selfies, Yu Hansheng could just ask someone else to do it.
What was the point if he couldn't enjoy a rare joke?
He had earned so much money that he wouldn't be able to spend it in ten lifetimes. He had challenged all the things he wanted to challenge. Now, apart from teasing his favorite cat, his life was about to lose its fun. He had to find some fun. Otherwise, he would be depressed.
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By the time Mu Huan had finished the compressed biscuits that Uncle Yu had prepared, they arrived at the place Uncle Yu had set up for Gu Chenyi and Mu Huan.
It was an island. Although it was not very big, it was like a small city with everything one could think of. Gu Chenyi only woke up after they went ashore and moved in.
