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nChu Ningyi raised his brow and looked down at the little darling. The little darling looked up and flashed his little white teeth at his dad.

n“There’s no need.”

nIndeed, Chu Ningyi has spoken.

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n“Cough…” Gu Qingchen coughed violently this time. She pointed at the little darling in disbelief as she asked, “Y-you’re listening to him? What does he know?”

n“Put your hand down, you’re pointing at your future big boss,” Chu Ningyi replied indifferently in a neutral voice.

nThe little darling’s lips continued to smile as a little sliver of drool trickled down.

n‘Don’t look down on me, Aunt, I have the right to make decisions too.’

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nChu Ningyi angered Gu Qingchen so much that she almost spat blood. ‘This little child is our future big boss? He can’t even talk!’

nShui Anluo waited in Chu Ningyi’s office and felt bored. She did not know that her little darling had made such a decision for her.

nShui Anluo walked over to Chu Ningyi’s desk and sat next to it. She walked her fingers across his clean before she bent over and picked up a picture. It was a photo of her and the little darling in the lavender fields.

nThere was another file on the desk filled with their pictures. The file also contained issues on a tour route in Provence.

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nIt looks like he would really expand the business there.

nShui Anluo looked over the pictures. They were mostly photos of her and the little darling. There were pictures of them together as well as photos of a single person. Director Chu’s photography skills were a hundred times better than hers but was Director Chu annoyed with himself? He had not included any photos of himself.

nShui Anluo looked through them one by one and finally stopped at a photo of the little darling. If it had not been for him, it was likely that she and Chu Ningyi would have become strangers.

nHowever, when Shui Anluo saw the photo below it, she realized that it was a picture of Yuan Jiayi. In the photo, Yuan Jiayi was dressed in a long floral dress and a large cream-colored straw hat as she stood in the lavender field. She was looking slightly up at the sun as she shaded her eyes with one hand. Even though the photo was angled to the side of her face, Shui Anluo could tell that this was Yuan Jiayi.

nHowever, what was Yuan Jiayi’s photograph doing here?

nA secretary walked in, placed an exquisite cup on the table and smiled. “Madam, the Director asked me to make you some milk tea.”

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n“Thank you,” Shui Anluo thanked her. “This is…”

n“These are pictures for the corporate video of the opening of a tour route.” The secretary smiled as she explained. She then turned around and left.

nThere were pictures for the corporate video. So she was not the only one he had asked but Yuan Jiayi as well.

nActually, realistically speaking, Yuan Jiayi was more suitable. She was an internationally famous model and her popularity was greater.

nBut she was Yuan Jiayi!

nShui Anluo looked down at the pictures on the table and felt uncomfortable. Had she finished her leg surgery? Was that why she could go out and move around?

nShui Anluo flipped through the rest of the photos on the table and realized that there were photos of Yuan Jiayi as well as those of her with the little darling. It seems that these people felt that Yuan Jiayi was more suitable.

n“A fair fight?” Shui Anluo remembered what she had said to her and looked at the pictures again as she picked up the cup of milk tea. She never thought of fighting with anyone because Chu Ningyi was not an object.

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nThat was not right, how could Chu Ningyi not be an object?

nThat did not seem to be right either…

nShui Anluo shivered. ‘Forget it. Stop thinking about it.’

nShui Anluo had just finished struggling over whether Chu Ningyi was an object or not and was sipping her milk tea. The office door suddenly burst open and startled Shui Anluo. Her hand jerked and the milk tea immediately spilled onto the pictures on the table, Yuan Jiayi’s pictures!

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