After dinner, Can Can couldn't wait to drag Wen Shu Qiao to take pictures of him.

Wen Shuqiao's control over the camera and her aesthetic sense have improved more than double since the beginning. She can take super beautiful photos of simple white walls.

Can Can knelt on the sofa, her head resting on her aunt's shoulder, wailing incessantly, extremely satisfied with her "blockbuster" performance.

After seeing her uncle come out of the kitchen after cleaning up the dishes, she called him over to come and take a look.

Shen Jiazhou walked over and sat down, looking at the screen showing the film, and praised, "Hmm, it's a great shot, Aunt Wen. Professionals really do make a difference."

Wen Shuqiao flipped through the photo album: "Yeah, we can't just waste money, can we?"

Soon, the photos of Can Can were finished, and the rest were some "homework" that Wen Shu Qiao had taken in the studio.

Shen Jiazhou said, "Let's keep watching."

Can Can asked curiously, "Auntie, I want to see too."

Wen Shuqiao said, "They're all just practice pieces."

Even as he said this, he kept flipping through the pages. As he flipped through them, Shen Jiazhou asked, "Who is this?"

Can Can looked on curiously and asked, "Auntie, who is this handsome uncle?"

Wen Shuqiao turned to look at him: "Handsome, right?"

Cancan nodded: "Handsome!"

Shen Jiazhou scoffed, "What do you know about being handsome or not, you little brat?"

Wen Shuqiao said, "This is our studio owner, who also works as a part-time model."

"Boss?" Shen Jiazhou looked down at him again. "This is the boss you got a ride with the other day?"

"Yes," Wen Shuqiao said, "It's him, he's a really nice guy."

Shen Jiazhou couldn't help but lean over and take a closer look. He said, "He's alright. Didn't they say he doesn't come to the studio much? You've only met him a few times and you're already saying he's a good person. You're being a bit too naive."

Wen Shuqiao replied, "What's there to be wary of if someone says I'm a good person?"

Can Can said, "Baby also thinks Auntie is right!"

Shen Jiazhou straightened up and leaned back on the sofa: "Did you understand what your aunt said?"

Can Can shook her head: "I don't understand."

Shen Jiazhou said, "You don't understand, yet you still give random answers that are correct."

Can Can snorted, stood up, walked behind her aunt, and landed precisely in Shen Jiazhou's arms.

Shen Jiazhou groaned, and Wen Shuqiao turned to look at him: "Are you alright?"

"...It's nothing." Shen Jiazhou said calmly, "It was just too sudden, it startled me."

But he couldn't help but pat Can Can's butt, as if he wanted to crush his uncle!

Can Can raised her hands and covered Shen Jiazhou's mouth tightly, saying seriously, "Uncle, I don't like listening to you talk. You can't talk now."

Shen Jiazhou tried to pull his hand away, but Can Can maliciously held him down and refused to let go.

"You... um..." Shen Jiazhou managed to utter a word, but Can Can covered his mouth completely, demonstrating to Shen Jiazhou that he shouldn't speak today.

Having no other choice, Shen Jiazhou freed one hand and patted Wen Shuqiao's arm.

Wen Shuqiao had already seen through this whole charade. She shook her head, indicating that she was powerless to do anything about it.

She told me a long time ago not to mess with Can Can, because Can Can is now a real troublemaker.

If Shen Jiazhou won't listen, then he'll just have to suffer the consequences himself.

Seeing that Wen Shuqiao not only refused to help, but also stood up to distance himself from him, fearing that he would be implicated.

Shen Jiazhou grabbed Cancan's wrist with one hand and removed his hand from his mouth. He looked at Wen Shuqiao and said resentfully, "Wen Shuqiao, this is unfair."

Wen Shuqiao had only taken one step when she heard Shen Jiazhou's voice and turned back, saying, "Didn't we escape the clutches of King Cancan?"

Don't think she doesn't know what Shen Jiazhou is up to!

Shen Jiazhou coughed lightly and looked at Can Can, who was using him as a cushion: "Uncle admits defeat, okay?"

Can Can snorted: "Now you know how powerful I am!"

Shen Jiazhou nodded: "Understood, Your Majesty."

Can Can was pleased with being addressed as "Your Majesty": "I forgive you, Uncle."

Shen Jiazhou released his hand, and Cancan instead cupped his face, leaned in and kissed his forehead and cheeks.

Shen Jiazhou looked disgusted; it was covered in drool!

Can Can hugged him with a grin and said softly, "Uncle, you're a hundred times more handsome than the uncle in Auntie's camera!"

"Finally, you said something nice." Shen Jiazhou flicked his nose. "All you do is bully your uncle all day long. Don't worry, I'll keep track of everything. When I'm old, I'll settle the score with your dad."

Wen Shuqiao had already reached the top of the stairs when she heard Shen Jiazhou's words. She couldn't help but turn back for another look. The uncle and nephew had already started a new round of "competition".

They're both incredibly childish.

She chuckled softly, then started walking upstairs.

*

on Monday.

Cancan shared some of the dolls she bought with An'an.

After playing with the toys for a while, An'an couldn't help but ask, "Can Can, can we play together next week?"

He invited Cancan to his house yesterday, but Cancan was scheduled to have a medical check-up, so they couldn't meet up.

Can Can nodded: "Okay! I'll bring you fried chicken legs, okay? I love them, do you like them?"

"Of course I like it!" An'an said excitedly. "How about I prepare a small cake for you? I also have a lot of toys, you can play with them all."

Can Can nodded: "Okay."

An'an remembered it. When the other children heard An'an say this, they also asked, "An'an, why don't you invite us to your house to play? Why did you only invite Shi Yue?"

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