"What should the truth be?" Little Mobao, held in Li Xingwan's arms, suddenly raised his head and looked in Chu Youxuan's direction.
That glance, for some reason, made Chu Youxuan and everyone else feel a bit... scared?
It was as if he was all serious, like a little CEO.
Even the millions of viewers in the live broadcast felt it.
"Oh my god, I suddenly think Little Mobao is so cool, what should I do?"
"Right, right, right, there's this feeling of being very cool and rational."
"I suddenly want to buy a sack again."
"Ah!! I feel like Little Mobao is about to show his power, the child is getting angry."
"What truth are we talking about?" Chu Youxuan asked somewhat uncertainly. "It must be like what everyone said, you bumped Kangkang into it."
"Are you sure it was a bump?" Fu Xiaomo's gaze turned to the staff on site. "I didn't hear them clearly say that it was me who bumped into him, did I? Didn't they say it seemed like it?"
