Bo Yexun was still talking. He coughed, hesitated, and after a long silence he said, "If you ever need me, just give me a call, and I'll bring people back to fight. When someone bullies you, we stand united. After we drive away the enemy, little Qiqi, I'll still compete with you."
A deeper shade of solemnity flitted across Bo Yeyuan's face. Li Qiyu chuckled softly, "See, you still have a good little brother."
"Qiqi, since my brother brought you back, spend this birthday with him, okay? How nice... He has you on his birthday, and I..." Bo Yexun straightened his collar, looking at her with deep affection, "I miss you."
Li Qiyu: "..."
"The next words, I'm only saying to you, if my brother can't stand to listen, he can step aside..."
Then the projector suddenly disappeared.
Bo Yeyuan hit the off button directly, neatly removed the CD, put it back in the invitation letter, and stored it together with the military chess box.