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nThe lively atmosphere of the living room seemed to be filled with the sounds of Qiao Yaruan and the little darling’s laughter.

n“He can already stand.” Qiao Yaruan crouched and exclaimed as if she has discovered a new world.

n“He was only able to stand for three seconds a few days ago. Now, he can stand for five seconds.” Shui Anluo swiped across the tablet as she spoke.

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nThe little darling seemed to know that his mommy was talking about him so he could not help but turn around to look. However, his little body had not learned to turn around so he had almost fallen. Luckily, Qiao Yaruan caught him in time.

nQiao Yaruan carried him back to the sofa and sat him down next to her. “What’re you looking at?”

n“This is the Chu Group’s commercial for their new tour route in Provence. Do you think that these people are infatuated?” Shui Anluo asked as she showed the tablet to Qiao Yaruan. “That picture of Chu Ningyi pushing the little darling was just released this morning and it’s already the most downloaded picture online. The two pictures with me were either downloaded for photoshopping purposes or ignored.”

n“Haha, that’s because your Director Chu is too handsome. He rarely appears on camera too, unlike some people who’re being flashy all the time.” Qiao Yaruan explained vexedly.

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nShui Anluo clicked her tongue as she stared at Qiao Yaruan who was holding the little darling. “Tsk, tsk, tsk, some people, eh? That had rolled off your tongue so naturally. Who’re you talking about?”

n“Get up, get up. You’re like an old woman running a brothel. Stop getting so close to me,” said Qiao Yaruan. She picked the little darling up and carried him off to teach him how to stand.

nShe was scolding herself internally, however. How could she have thought about him so mindlessly?

nShui Anluo stroked her chin as if she was thinking about something.

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n“Ah, I haven’t been paid. How much money do you think that madman gets each time he appears on TV?” The first thing that Shui Anluo had gotten out of Chu Ningyi’s mouth was that he did not know if he would be called out for high remuneration nowadays and to watch out if he does end up getting caught.

n“A six-figure salary would be the minimum for an evil capitalist.” Qiao Yaruan chuckled.

n“You’re thinking too lowly of that madman. He’s the nation’s Silver Screen King, okay?” Shui Anluo clicked her tongue as she stared at her leg which was propped on the coffee table. Over the past few days, it has evolved from a large dumpling to a small new year’s cake. At least it looks a little more pleasing now.

n“Eight figures.” Shui Anluo calmly revealed the number.

n“F*ck, why doesn’t he just steal it?” Qiao Yaruan suddenly cried out, frightening the little darling so much that he trembled. “Godmother isn’t yelling at you.” Qiao Yaruan hurriedly soothed him.

n“Besides, it’s still eight figures after dividing it into two so this is a good opportunity to earn some money,” Shui Anluo said with a grin.

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n“What do you mean?” Qiao Yaruan suddenly sensed danger.

n“Didn’t we agree to split it fifty-fifty? So I asked Brother Chu to invite him for dinner today. After dividing the initial sum into two and splitting it fifty-fifty, it’s still an eight-figure sum. You can’t not want this.” This had been her objective in revealing Feng Feng’s appearance fees to Qiao Yaruan. The Empress Dowager was just like her. Even though they were born into elite families, they still could not resist the lure of money.

n“Damned girl, have you learned how to manipulate me?” However, Qiao Yaruan did not leave. Who would not want the money that was an eight-figure salary too?

n“It’s money. How could this be considered as manipulating you?” Shui Anluo replied with a grin. “Besides, I can’t handle that madman’s bitchy temperament alone. Brother Chu definitely won’t help me. That ten million plus is nothing to him.”

n“Alright, I’ll forgive you on account of that ten million-plus. However, we’re splitting this seventy-thirty.”

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