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Not only did she meet him time and time again, but she also … Every time was when she was at her most miserable.

He was polite and gentle to her, and every move he made had the charm of a mature man.

When she thought of the meeting between the two of them, that familiar and unfamiliar feeling once again surged to the bottom of Ji Xinqing's heart.

Ji Xinqing frowned and shook her head. She did not think about it any further.

Perhaps, she was overthinking it.

"..."

He had originally thought that Tang Jinyao would only come here once in a while, whenever she could find the right time to speak.

However, the next day, while Ji Xinqing was busy in her office, she suddenly received a call from Tang Jinyao.

She was stunned for a few seconds before pressing the button to connect the call.

"Mr. Tang, is there anything you need?"

"Miss Ji, I'm at the entrance of 'Starry Night', come out and pick me up."

Tang Jinyao's voice was very deep, causing Ji Xinqing's heart to skip a beat.

After calming down, Ji Xinqing asked in surprise, "Mr. Tang, you came to 'Starry Night'?"

"En, let me check on little Dong Shan."

Ji Xinqing was stunned again.

A light laugh came from the phone and she heard another voice by her ear, "Miss Ji, I promised Little Appearance that I would come visit her yesterday. Did you forget?"

"How could that be?" Ji Xinqing pretended to be calm as she smiled, "Then I'll have to trouble Mr. Tang to wait for me. I'll go out and pick you up."

"Alright."

After hanging up, Ji Xinqing did not dare to delay any further and quickly walked out.

A black Bentley was parked in front of Starry Sky.

Tang Jinyao was lazily leaning against the car while holding an exquisite box in her hands.

Seeing this scene, Ji Xinqing's heart skipped a beat again.

She tried her best to ignore Tang Jinyao's unfamiliar emotions, and walked over with a smile, "Mr. Tang."

Only then did Tang Jinyao slowly stand up. Looking at Ji Xinqing, he smiled and said, "Long time no see, Miss Ji."

The two of them had only met yesterday, and it seemed like it had only been a few hours.

Ji Xinqing reluctantly pursed her lips, "Mr. Tang, I thank you on behalf of Xiao Shan. If she knew that you came to see her today, she would definitely be very happy."

Ever since Ji Xinqing had appeared, Tang Jin Yao's gaze had never left her face.

His pitch-black pupils flickered with an exceptionally dazzling light.

Tang Jinyao raised the delicate box in his hand. "Miss Ji, I've brought a gift for little Dong Shan. Let's go in."

Ji Xinqing thanked him as she led the way, "Mr. Tang, you've spent a lot."

"It's fine, I promised her yesterday, I can't go back on my word."

Ji Xinqing and Tang Jinyao chatted casually as they circled Meng Chen's figure. The atmosphere was quite relaxed.

It was currently 9 in the morning.

The children in the classroom were undergoing induction training.

The teacher gave each child a colorless picture, allowing the children to paint it freely.

When Ji Xinqing walked in, she saw that every child was lying on a small table, earnestly painting their colors on a piece of white paper with a watercolor pen.

It was the same painting, but its color was colorful.

Ji Xinqing looked around the table and saw Meng Yangshan sitting in the corner.

She kept her head down, as if she wasn't interested in what was going on around her.

The painting in front of her had never been moved, only black lines.

Ji Xinqing's eyes dimmed, but she quickly smiled and greeted her teacher.

The teacher was surprised to see her, but he felt even more embarrassed.

Glancing at the still motionless Meng Yangshan, the teacher let out a light sigh, "President, Little Flame's condition is too serious."

Stopping, her teacher looked at Ji Xinqing and did not continue. She was afraid that she would be hurt.

Ji Xinqing glanced at Meng Li's wooden face, but still managed to force out a smile. She said to Tang Jinyao, "Mr. Tang, please wait for a moment. I have something to discuss with teacher."

Tang Jinyao nodded.

Walking to a corner of the room, Ji Xinqing lowered her voice and asked, "How is Little Appearing now?"

The teacher shook his head, "President, you saw it earlier. This induction training requires the children to coordinate themselves, but little Dong Shan doesn't have the slightest intention of cooperating. If it goes on like this, I'm afraid — sigh."

Hearing her words, Ji Xinqing's heart sunk as well.

So there was no hope at all for her to recover?

Ji Xinqing blankly turned her head, only to see that Tang Jinyao had already walked up to Meng Yangshan's side.

A man with such a noble status was squatting down and giving Meng QIngshan a gentle smile.

He opened the box. The contents of the box seemed to attract Meng's attention. She kept staring at the box.

This was the first time Ji Xinqing saw an expression of curiosity on Meng Li's face.

Ji Xinqing smiled. Her depressed mood was suddenly replaced with positive hope.

"Teacher, I believe in little Appearance Shan. It's just that, for her to recover, she still needs us all to work hard together."

The teacher nodded. Seeing that his mother, Ji Xinqing, was still persisting, she suddenly had the motivation to work.

"Rest assured President, we will not disappoint those parents."

Ji Xinqing walked to Meng Yangshan's side and saw the contents of the box.

Inside stood a beautiful little princess.

The body of the little princess was made of all kinds of fruits, and the clothes she wore were made of layers of cream.

Ji Xinqing was a little stunned.

Such a gift was absolutely out of her expectations.

However, this gift was filled with innocence. It had evoked Ji Xinqing's pink dream.

Ji Xinqing saw Meng QIngshan extend her hand as if she wanted to touch the little princess' cake, but when her hand reached the little princess' face, she quickly retracted it.

She didn't dare to touch it.

Ji Xinqing could not help but laugh. She had never seen Little Appearing so careful.

Tang Jin gently rubbed Meng Li's head, "Little Dong Shan, do you want to eat some?"

Meng Dong didn't say anything, but his eyes were fixed on the little princess. His lips were slightly open, and he obviously wanted to eat her.

Tang Jin smiled and took out a fork from the side. He placed it on the little princess' arm and removed it.

Decisive and violent.

He put it near his mouth and gently said, "Here, open your mouth."

Meng Yangshan opened her mouth and swallowed it.

Ji Xinqing was exasperated when she saw this.

Although this gift was originally meant for eating, she felt that it was a bit of a waste for such a beautiful little princess to be eaten like this.

Ji Xinqing was squatting at the side, quietly watching the interaction between Tang Jinyao and Meng Yangshan.

She was clearly the little girl's mother and the closest person to her in this world. However, at this moment, when Ji Xinqing saw Meng Ziqing's smile towards Tang Jin Yao, she couldn't help but feel a faint jealousy in her heart.

After finishing his cake, Tang Jinyao took out a tissue and wiped the corners of Meng Li's mouth.

"Little Dong Shan, Uncle Tang has given you a present. Are you going to give him a present as well?"

Tang Jin Yao pointed at the painting on the table and said, "This one. Little Dong Shan, can I give it to Uncle Tang as soon as you finish painting it?"

Meng Li expressionlessly stared at him. After a few seconds, she finally understood what he meant. She picked up a watercolor pen and began to carefully color it.

The rest of the children were quietly painting their colors, but they still couldn't help but look at them.

Only when Tang Jinyao stood up did she realize that she was being stared at by countless pairs of eyes.

He shook his head and laughed a few times before dialing Tang Han's number, "Ask the chef to make the cake just now and send it to 'Starry Night'."

After hanging up, Ji Xinqing realized that she did not know how to express her gratitude.

"Mr. Tang, there's actually no need for you to spend so much money." She pursed her lips.

Tang Jinyao didn't pursue this topic. Instead, he said, "Let's go, Miss Ji. We're going out to talk, so we shouldn't disturb them from painting."