Happy! The stepmother of a wealthy family will lie down and count money

Lin Qingchuan froze, unsure whether to move his hand that had just touched the sunglasses.

Yu Jingmo turned her head and saw a blond foreigner walking over. Her gaze shifted from uncertainty to surprise.

Seeing that the other party's expression had not changed, Lin Hui nodded and said, "Mr. Taylor."

“It really is you,” Mr. Taylor said with a smile. “I never expected to meet you here. This must be what Chinese people call fate!”

After his remark, his gaze fell on Yu Jingmo again, and his eyes lit up: "Beautiful lady, good afternoon, I am May Taylor, it's a pleasure to meet you!"

Yu Jingmo responded with a smile, while mentally matching the name to the person in question.

It seems that the oil tycoon from country D is named this.

She hadn't paid special attention to it, but she had heard the name in some news reports.

Taylor intended to offer a kiss on the hand, but after glancing at the man's deep eyes beside her, she smoothly switched to a gentleman's bow.

Well, he should respect the other party's etiquette and traditions.

Looking to the other side, even though I had noticed it before, I was still stunned by the sight when I saw it up close.

But he quickly smiled again, showing no sign of surprise, and greeted Lin Qingchuan as well.

Lin Qingchuan had taken off his sunglasses.

He kept a straight face, then offered a slight, polite smile: "Hello, Mr. Taylor."

Taylor smiled and agreed, glancing at Lin Qingchuan and then at Lin Hui, grinning, "I thought President Lin was always strict with himself, but it turns out he can relax sometimes."

Perhaps she's not so serious and cold when she's with her family in private, otherwise her son wouldn't have gone out dressed like that.

Upon hearing this, Lin Hui smiled slightly. "It's alright, I'm human too, I can't keep a straight face forever."

Taylor raised an eyebrow, recalling his past suspicions about whether the other party was a robot during their collaboration. He didn't comment on this statement, but glanced at Yu Jingmo and instantly understood.

Yu Jingmo understood the meaning behind the other person's glance, and his eye twitched.

Before I could say anything, I caught a glimpse of a pink blob out of the corner of my eye, and there was a small lump on the calf of the tall, muscular foreign man in front of me.

The other person immediately bent down and picked up the little dumpling, grinning from ear to ear: "My little sweetheart, are you having fun?"

The blonde girl nodded, but her gaze lingered over here. She looked at Yu Jingmo for a while, then turned to look at Lin Hui for a few seconds, and then at Lin Qingchuan.

Everyone could see clearly that she stared at Lin Qingchuan for an unusually long time, so long that Taylor's smile dimmed slightly.

"Sweetheart, what are you looking at?"

"Dad, I want to wear this too."

"..."

Yu Jingmo swore she saw "unbelievable" in the eyes of this oil tycoon.

"Sweetheart, why?"

"I like these colors because they're unique; they're prettier than pink!"

The oil tycoon who personally picked out a pink dress for his daughter today was hit with a critical hit of 10,000 points.

Lin Qingchuan must have also suffered a critical hit of 10,000 points.

Because Yu Jingmo heard the notification that the mission was completed.

The boy's cool and handsome face seemed to exude a faint resentment at this moment.

Yu Jingmo felt a pang of conscience and coughed lightly, which drew the girl's attention.

"You're so beautiful, I like you."

The language the girl spoke, D, wasn't obscure; at least all three people present could understand it.

Yu Jingmo smiled and said a few words to her, finally managing to divert her attention from Lin Qingchuan.

When the little girl left, she received the fluorescent green-rimmed sunglasses that she had looked at many times from Lin Qingchuan, and she smiled brightly.

Watching the oil tycoon eagerly leave with his daughter in his arms, Lin Qingchuan felt that nothing could ever expose his shamelessness again.

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