"Sorry to bother you!" Covering her face with the files, Ding Ruola scurried away as if her clothes were on fire.
"No, Sister Ruola, please listen to my explanation!" Lu Hui was a bit flustered and hurriedly tried to explain.
Seeing Ding Ruola running away, seemingly misunderstanding something, Lu Hui hung her head, looking a bit dejected and annoyed.
She rubbed her burning little face, then pounded Mei Xuejian's chest a few times with her small fist, saying, "It's all your fault! Stay away from me from now on!"
Mei Xuejian, who had just stood up, said, "..."
He grabbed Lu Hui's hand, frowned slightly, and a smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. "What's my fault? That you touched me?"
Lu Hui's face blushed instantly. She puffed out her cheeks and tried to pull her hand back in a hurry. A blush rose on her face. "Humph! Let go of me!"
Ding Ruola, who had returned to the door, happened to see this scene. "..."
"Um, I just wanted to tell you that it's off - work time! Hurry home!"
Feeling a bit embarrassed, Ding Ruola blinked her eyes and a mischievous smile curled up at the corner of her mouth. Then she scurried away.
Lu Hui: "..." She felt like she had died on the spot!
Mei Xuejian: "..."
When Ding Ruola got home from work, she saw Fang Siyan sitting on a small stool, peeling carrots.
Fang Siyan glanced at Ding Ruola and continued peeling the carrots with his head down. A smile curled up at the corner of his mouth. "My little baby is back from work!"
"Yeah!"
Ding Ruola walked behind him and hugged his neck. She rubbed her little face against his chin. Her voice was soft and waxy. "Lao Fang, I have good news for you!"
"What good news?" Fang Siyan just finished peeling the last carrot. He put down the tools, picked up the wet wipe beside him, and wiped his hands.
"I've completed the advertising design project!" Ding Ruola gave Fang Siyan a smooch on the cheek, looking happy and content.
"Wow, my little baby is so amazing. Let me have a look..." Fang Siyan tilted his head, reached out and tapped Ding Ruola's little nose. His tone was full of doting.
Hearing that Fang Siyan wanted to see her finished work, excitement glinted in Ding Ruola's eyes.
She got up and trotted away to fetch it for him.
Sure enough, when Fang Siyan saw Ding Ruola's design draft, he looked very pleased.
Since the establishment of the studio, although his little wife had taken on only a few tasks, her progress was astonishing.
Fang Siyan now had a feeling like "my little girl has just grown up", looking proud and satisfied.
Ding Ruola put her hands on her knees, bent over, and stood in front of Fang Siyan, looking expectant and waiting for praise.
Fang Siyan looked at his little wife, smiling all over his face. He stood up and hugged the girl into his arms. "Not bad! Ruoruo is so great!"
"Hehe!" Ding Ruola bared her teeth and looked up at Fang Siyan, grinning foolishly.
The location was still the Canxing Café.
On the second floor, in the dining area.
Ding Ruola was wearing a light - yellow suit jacket over a white close - fitting sweater, and a pair of black suit pants.
The unique color of the suit looked fresh and refined. The bright warm color also gave a sense of warmth and liveliness, which was just right to show to a woman like Song Yan.
A smile curled up at the corner of Ding Ruola's mouth. She hoped that General Manager Song would be happy...
She arrived half an hour early. She didn't see Song Yan, but saw an unexpected person.
The little dumpling was wearing a long orange flowery dress that matched Ding Ruola's clothes well. She was sitting obediently at a window seat, playing with her phone. A poker - faced black - clothed man was standing beside her.
Ding Ruola: "..."
She twitched the corner of her mouth, a bit surprised. "Junjun, why are you here?"
"Master?!" The little dumpling was also a bit surprised to see Ding Ruola.
She jumped off the seat excitedly, ran towards Ding Ruola, and hugged her leg.
"Master, I wanted to go and play with you, but Mom won't let me run around. She said she was going to supervise me to eat well, but Mom is here to talk about work..." The little dumpling pouted, looking unhappy.
"Oh? Your mom is also here to talk about work?" Ding Ruola was a bit surprised and raised her eyebrows.
"Yeah. She also said that later I should sit obediently at the next table and pretend not to know her so that I won't disturb her business partner..." The little dumpling looked up at Ding Ruola, looking wronged.
"Song Xijun, what are you doing? Let go of the young lady's leg quickly!" A sharp female voice was heard. Ding Ruola looked up and saw Song Yan looking angry and apologetic.
Ding Ruola: "..."
"What's wrong with you, kid? Didn't I tell you that you can't disturb Mom's business partner! You're usually so well - behaved. What's going on?" Song Yan squatted down and looked at the little dumpling seriously.
"But she's my master..." The little dumpling was stunned for a moment, and a look of grievance flashed across her eyes. Then she seemed to realize something, and a glint of excitement appeared in her eyes. "Mom, is your business partner my master?"
"Um..." Song Yan was also shocked. She stood up and looked at Ding Ruola in disbelief.
Song Yan knew that the little dumpling had a master. This little girl had liked design since she was a child.
Recently, she had always heard the little dumpling talk about how her master taught her. Her tone was full of admiration and respect for that master.
Song Yan had also read the things that the master taught the little dumpling and the courseware that the master showed her. The level was not something to fool a child. Even Song Yan was quite impressed.
The little dumpling was highly intelligent and different from others since childhood. She had a cold and aloof personality, sometimes stubborn and domineering. She wouldn't listen to anyone except Song Yan and Yin Han. This was the first time Song Yan saw her being so obedient and convinced to another adult. It was really rare...
Song Yan had previously told the little dumpling that she would like to meet this master and have a meal together if there was a chance. She didn't expect that they had already had a meal together...
Song Yan looked very complicated. She had to re - evaluate the girl in front of her.
She first picked up her necklace and was also her daughter's master. Was it intentional or accidental? What kind of fate was it? Did she have any ulterior motives? It took Song Yan a long time to find her voice. "Hello, I'm Song Yan, the little dumpling's mom..."
At this moment, Ding Ruola was also shocked. "Hello, I'm Ding Ruola, the person in charge of the Xing Ruyu Studio... and also the little dumpling's master."
Ding Ruola now felt that the world was so mysterious. She felt that things were getting more and more complicated, and her head was a bit muddled.
Seeing her like this, Song Yan regained her composure and smiled. "Sit down first. Let's talk while sitting. Xiong Er, take the little dumpling out to play for a while..."
Hearing the order, the black - clothed man spoke obediently with no extra expression on his face. "Yes, Chairman."
Hearing this name, Ding Ruola twitched the corner of her mouth. Xiong Er?! So Xiong Da and Guangtou Qiang were also around? ...
Knowing that her master and mom had something to talk about, the little dumpling didn't cry or make a fuss. She obediently followed the black - clothed man out.