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nAfter being motivated by her future boss, Yan Shuyu was filled with drive. The little male lead now looked like walking RMB to her. She figured that even if she wasn’t a great instructor, having just him as her student would be enough to pay her bills.

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/N: RMB stands for RenMinBi, China’s official currency. Yuan is the basic unit of RenMinBi.)

nReturning to the break room, Yan Shuyu couldn’t help but pick up the little male lead’s hand and said to him tenderly, “Xiao Yi, we have an agreement, okay? Aunty Yan will give you cello lessons after she has earned her certification. You can’t switch to other instructors without me knowing, okay?”

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nZhou Yi gave her a baffled look, but nodded nonetheless. “Okay.”

nYan Shuyu felt that that wasn’t sufficient, so she added, “Pinky promise then.”

nZhou Yi was still baffled. “What is pinky promise?”

nOh, what a poor little boy. He didn’t even know what pinky promise is. Yan Shuyu gave him a few affectionate looks before she dragged over her own son and showed him what a pinky promise was. She was then able to do that with the male lead.

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nThat made her feel much better afterward.

nThe entire time that Yan Shuyu was performing her little scheming act, Zhou Qinhe watched on with a smile. He could obviously see right through her, but he had no intention to stop her from what she was doing. He waited till she had sufficiently fooled the little kiddo while looking like the big bad wolf pretending to be the grandmother before he smiled and chimed in, “It’s getting late. What would you like for dinner?”

nThe boss was obviously intending on taking them to another sumptuous meal. Yan Shuyu was tempted for about two seconds but felt that it wasn’t right to take advantage of him like that. She was to be the male lead’s instructor in the future, so she needed to play the long game. She declined him by saying that, “I am sorry. I have plans with Manager Yang and his niece.”

nHer reply wasn’t exactly an excuse. When Yang Zifeng finished registering his niece, he called out to her habitually, “Yanyan, Yuanbao, let’s go get dinner.”

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nHe even extended his invitation passionately to Boss Zhou and his son. “Would Xiao Zhou Yi like to join us?”

nZhou Yi might have seemed more affectionate as of late, but that was only toward Yan Shuyu and Zhang Yuanjia. He was still cold toward the others. Hearing Yang Zifeng’s invite, he looked up at his dad. Boss Zhou might look gentle, but he shook his head and declined. “Perhaps another time.”

nYang Zifeng wasn’t bothered by that. Boss Zhou had been to Sunshine House a few times and Yang Zifeng was well aware that he wasn’t much of a fan for their food there. He would be more surprised had Boss Zhou accepted his invitation. He said in a nonchalantly polite way, “Oh, okay. Next time then. You take care.”

nZhou Qinhe nodded slightly, and Zhou Yi waved at his little buddy and Yan Shuyu.

nYan Shuyu, on the other hand, wasn’t used to this new and reasonable boss. After taking a few steps, she turned and looked. She happened to meet the boss’s gaze and saw the slight smile on him, seemingly quite cheerful.

nShe finally stopped worrying and got inside Manager Yang’s car with her son.

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nAs soon as she got inside the car, Yan Shuyu couldn’t wait to share the series of good news with her little buddy. She told him all about her new found wealth of cashing on the first prize to her future potential income, sparing no details.

nWhen she was done, Manager Yang made fun of her in a low voice. “One of these days you are going to end up selling yourself.”

nYan Shuyu was still bathed in the happiness of her future income and didn’t hear him clearly. “I beg your pardon?”

n“No, nothing.” Yang Zifeng had long since felt that there was something going on between the two of them, which was why he tried to prod when he saw Yan Shuyu showing up with Boss Zhou in the afternoon.

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