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"Nian Qi will not lie."

As soon as Zhuo Xiangyu said this, Zhao Qi's face was gloomy, while Xu Yueqing and Zhuo Nianqi showed triumphant smiles.

Seeing his son showing such a moving smile, Zhuo Xiangyu felt a pain in his heart.

How many times has he broken the child's heart before?
"Since the president doesn't trust me, there is no need for me to continue working in Zhuo's family. President, I want to resign!"

Zhao Qi knew that she would never be able to continue working in the Zhuo family. Instead of being kicked out, it would be better for her to resign and fire her boss.

"Since Mr. Zhao is leaving, let's pack it up quickly, we won't delay you." Xu Yueqing smiled considerately, and led Zhuo Nianqi out, Zhuo Xiangyu also followed behind them, like a silent protected.

Back in the living room, Zhuo Nianqi threw himself into Xu Yueqing's arms like an energetic puppy, hugged and acted like a baby without saying a word.

Zhuo Xiangyu had never been so dependent on his son, and he was very greedy for a while.

"Now you know, using violence to solve things will never be the best way." Xu Yueqing tapped Zhuo Nianqi's nose.

Zhuo Nianqi nodded in deep agreement, "I understand."

Seeing Zhuo Nianqi's expression, Xu Yueqing and Zhuo Xiangyu's heart skipped a beat. How do they think that the future will be even more difficult?
No, it must be an illusion.

"Okay, this matter is settled, we should think about what to do about Nian Qi's birthday." Xu Yueqing looked at Zhuo Xiangyu, with a hint of aggression in her expression.

A father who can't even remember his child's birthday is incompetent!
Zhuo Xiangyu rubbed his nose, knowing that he was in the wrong, and took the initiative to say: "You two have the final say on this matter, how do you want to live, tell me, I will let someone do it."

Seeing that Zhuo Xiangyu's confession attitude was good enough, Xu Yueqing was a little satisfied, and she asked Zhuo Nianqi: "How did you celebrate your birthday in previous years?"

"Have a banquet at home." When Zhuo Nianqi mentioned the past years, he became less interested.

Xu Yueqing raised her eyebrows and said, "How can a banquet be the same as a birthday party?"

Zhuo Xiangyu knew that she had an idea in her heart, so she asked, "Then what do you think should be done?"

"When I was working in the kindergarten, children's birthdays were always celebrated with the kindergarten classmates. We had fun playing together." Xu Yueqing touched Zhuo Nianqi's hair with a sigh, "Nianqi didn't go to school, how about Would you like to invite some friends who have children over to the house?"

"What does Nian Qi think?" Zhuo Xiangyu asked his son's opinion for the first time.

Zhuo Nianqi was somewhat flattered, but he still nodded calmly and happily: "Good!"

Because of Zhuo Nianqi's "yes", those wealthy businessmen with children were all anxious, and everyone wanted to win the invitation to the Zhuo family's son's birthday party.

The next day, Zhuo Nianqi and Xu Yueqing lay on the floor in the living room, picking and choosing among a pile of incoming letters.

"Nianqi, what about this? His son is about the same age as you, so he should be able to play with him." Xu Yueqing handed the post to Zhuo Nianqi.

Zhuo Nianqi glanced at the name and felt disgusted, so he threw the post far away.

"Don't want him to come. His father hates him to death. He keeps cursing people every time. It's annoying to death."

Seeing the post being thrown out, Xu Yueqing just wanted the servants to take it back when she saw the post go round and hit someone's chest.

"Why are you?" Xu Yueqing asked the man in surprise.