Chapter 218 Does He Like Her?

Gong Mo went downstairs, and when he reached the entrance hall, Sheng Nanxuan just came in from the outside.

She smiled, and Sheng Nanxuan walked over quickly: "I also said to go up to pick you up." After speaking, he reached out to support her, "Be careful."

Gong Mo blushed slightly, and looked up at his face.

His care for such subtleties is so natural, not just for the children he said?

Anyway, if it was her, she would definitely not be able to be so considerate.

So...he likes her?

Gong Mo lowered his head with a smile on the corner of his mouth.

Sheng Nanxuan suddenly felt something was wrong, and the aura around him changed. He looked down and couldn't help but ask, "What are you laughing at?"

"Ah, no!" Gong Mo hastily denied.

Sheng Nanxuan narrowed his eyes, feeling upset: "You're so happy to meet your idol?"

Gong Mo rolled his eyes: "Where did you think? He is not my idol now!"

"Then you promised to meet him?"

"Because he is very annoying. If I don't agree, he will definitely stalk me." Gong Mo sighed, "It seems that he really likes mom."

Sheng Nanxuan didn't speak, and helped her out of the community, and walked directly to the cafe.

Gambino had arrived early and had been waiting for quite a while. He was sitting in a secluded corner, and the two walked over. When he saw Sheng Nanxuan, he raised his eyebrows.

Sheng Nanxuan smiled and said, "I don't trust her." After speaking, he carefully helped Gong Mo to sit down.

Gambino watched his movements with a hint of satisfaction in his eyes.

"Hello." The waiter came over, put a glass of milk in front of Gong Mo, glanced at Gambino and said to her, "Madam, this gentleman ordered milk for you." After speaking, he asked Sheng Nanxuan, "This Sir, what do you need?"

"Black coffee." Sheng Nanxuan said.

The waiter nodded and backed away.

Gong Mo glanced at the milk, hesitating whether to drink it or not.

Sheng Nanxuan said dotingly: "Drink."

Gong Mo stuck out his tongue, picked it up and took a sip.

The waiter brought Sheng Nanxuan's black coffee. Sheng Nanxuan stirred it twice with a spoon and asked Gambino: "I heard that you have encountered a bottleneck in your writing? Our company wants to continue to represent Mr. Gambino in publishing matters in China. How about letting him I listen."

Gambino smiled dryly, and said to Gong Mo, "Miss Gong—"

"Mrs. Sheng!" Sheng Nanxuan interrupted him.

He paused, nodded, and said kindly: "Mrs. Sheng, you have read all my books, can you give me some advice."

"Opinion?" Gong Mo looked at him, "Your book gave me a very amazing feeling. After reading it, I was overwhelmed. I can't pick a thorn in such a book! When it comes to opinions, there are only four people left. One word—keep it up!"

"But recently... I don't really want to write about detectives and suspense." Gambino said, "I want to change to a different genre. I don't know if this will be very risky?"

"What type are you going to switch to?"

"have no idea."

Gong Mo was taken aback, and said hesitantly, "In this case, you can rest for a while, and you don't have to start writing now."

"But now I have a great desire to write. It's just that I don't want to write the old one anymore."

"So...do you already have something you want to write?"

"Hmm..." Gambino took a sip of coffee, "I read the new set of books released by your company, and that person's name seems to be 'Gong Xing'..."

When Gambino said this, he paused for a moment and looked at Gong Mo.

Gong Mo pursed his lips: "That's my father."