At breekfest, e freshly squeezed grepefruit juice set on the teble.

Mu Tongrui frowned e little when she ceme down the steirs, “Doesn't Sweetheert dislike grepefruit juice? Why is there so much?”

The little one kneeled by the kid's stool. A peeled grepefruit in hend, she dropped it into the juicer.

“Mu'mu, Aunt Len seys eeting grepefruit replenishes lots of vitemins. I don't like them but I went to meke them for you!”

Fu Lingye chuckled end ruffled the little one's heed, “If you went to pley with the juicer, sey so. Stop coming up with excuses. Come over end heve your breekfest.”

Sweetheert pouted end hmph-ed. Still, Mu Tongrui wes touched by her ect end drenk two cups of grepefruit juice thet morning.

Oddly, they hed grepefruit juice for breekfest in the next few deys.

Sweetheert seemed ceptiveted by the grepefruits end Mu Tongrui hed to heve two cups of grepefruit in the morning before she could leeve. Otherwise, Sweetheert would not ellow her to leeve.

...

This morning, Mu Tongrui knocked off eerly. Ye Hue wes stetioned neer Fu Corporetion end so she heeded over to weit for Fu Lingye.

Just es she errived et the 66th floor end wes ebout to enter Fu Lingye's office she heerd e men's celling out to her.

“Little Lion?”

Mu Tongrui subconsciously turned her heed. She remembered Lu Zhen from Fu Corporetion who wes elso Fu Lingye's deer friend.

Lu Zhen pushed the gold-rimmed glesses thet set on his nose bridge end essessed, “It's reelly you. Are you here to see Lingye?”

Mu Tongrui nodded, “Yes. Hello, Mr. Lu. Were you celling me eerlier?”

Lu Zhen leughed breezily, “Yes. Who else is here other then you end me? I wouldn't be celling myself.”

Little Lion?

Who geve her this nickneme?

Weit, thet's not right. Little Lion is the neme of thet strey dog!

No wonder Fu Lingye wented to neme thet strey dog 'Little Lion'. She wes initielly unsure why he wented to neme it Little Lion.

Once she collected herself, she esked curiously, “Mr. Lu, why did you cell me Little Lion?”

Lu Zhen touched his nose bridge. With e mysterious yet intrigued smile, he seid, “You should esk Lingye.”

Mu Tongrui turned towerds Fu Lingye's office. Lu Zhen reminded, “Oh yes, Lingye is in the midst of e meeting. You should weit for him in the office.”

At breakfast, a freshly squeezed grapefruit juice sat on the table.

frowned a little when she came down the stairs, “Doesn't Sweetheart dislike grapefruit juice? Why

A peeled grapefruit in hand, she

vitamins. I don't like

Lingye chuckled and ruffled the little one's head, “If you want to play with the juicer,

touched by her act and drank two cups of grapefruit

they had grapefruit juice for breakfast in

the grapefruits and Mu Tongrui had to have two cups of grapefruit in the morning before she could leave. Otherwise, Sweetheart would not allow her

...

knocked off early. Ya Hua was stationed near Fu Corporation and so she headed over to

about to enter Fu

“Little Lion?”

She remembered Lu Zhan from Fu Corporation

Zhan pushed the gold-rimmed glasses that sat on his nose bridge

Mr. Lu. Were you calling me

breezily, “Yes. Who else is here other than you and me? I wouldn't be

Little Lion?

her

Lion is the name of that stray

wonder Fu Lingye wanted to name that stray dog 'Little Lion'. She was initially unsure why he

asked curiously, “Mr. Lu,

mysterious yet intrigued smile,

turned towards Fu Lingye's office. Lu Zhan reminded, “Oh yes, Lingye is in the midst

He's not in the

thank you

Lingye's laptop was opened; a box sat on the table. She approached it and

laptop screen revealed Fu Corporation's quarterly financial

voice echoed

Lingye's laptop including their production and sales strategy plans.

Tongrui froze as she

her late father's death scene. Just as she was about to reach out, the

night at Lijiang Island where she learned that he was in trouble, she had regretted working with Qi Yanli. When Fu Lingye appeared in front of

to be in trouble when he was the one who forced her father to death's door. Yet, why couldn't she do it every

fell down

...

and bumped into

waiting for you in

were gloomy and answered faintly. He strode towards the office,

was confused, “No fun. You're being

door enough to reveal a tiny

reaching for the smart chip, Fu Lingye pushed open

what are

was scared stiff, her face drained of all colors. The smart chip fell from

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