"Um... get me one too."
Seeing her parents' somewhat embarrassed expressions, Lin Han's complicated feelings instantly vanished, and she nodded with a smile: "Okay, you two mom fans, I'll take care of it."
Sunlight streamed through the window and fell on her face, making the girl's smile even brighter.
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at the same time.
Deep in the alley paved with bluestone slabs, in a teahouse with a wooden plaque that reads "Tranquility Tea House", the aroma of sandalwood and tea mingles and permeates the air.
Old Liu was sitting in a rosewood chair by the window, wearing a dark blue Zhongshan suit, watching the singing video of "Is She a Mother or a Daughter" over and over again.
Yes, her eyes are red.
The older you get, the more sentimental you become.
This song is not just about a mother and daughter, but about a mother and her child.
As soon as Luo Shuning's singing ended on the screen, he raised his hand to push up his reading glasses, his Adam's apple bobbed, and he couldn't help but sigh:
"Xiao Luo, this kid, really puts emotion and charm into his songs, he's so talented."
Behind the tea table, Xiao Fang, the assistant, was brewing tea.
With a white porcelain tea needle, she precisely picked apart the tea cake, her movements fluid and graceful.
Hearing what Old Liu said, she paused in her hand as she poured boiling water into the covered bowl, and finally couldn't help but look up and ask:
"Uncle, isn't it a bit too much for you to use your connections like this? Not only did you suppress all the negative news, but you also personally contacted the Spring Festival Gala director to recommend him. Even if he really becomes an Olympic high jump champion in the future, he won't receive this kind of treatment..."
Old Liu glanced at her sideways, leaned back in his chair, and placed his hands clasped in front of his abdomen:
"I've said it so many times, when we're working, we should refer to plants."
His tone was serious and left no room for argument, but he wasn't really angry—Xiao Fang was someone he had watched grow up; she was straightforward and couldn't keep a secret.
Xiao Fang stuck out her tongue and quickly poured the brewed Pu'er tea into the tasting cup. The tea soup was red, thick, and bright, and slowly slid down the side of the cup.
She pushed the teacup towards Old Liu, the porcelain cup clinking softly against the tea table.
"I just can't understand it. Your attention to Gu Luo is beyond the norm."
“You don’t understand.” Old Liu picked up his teacup but didn’t drink it. He just watched the tea stems bobbing up and down in the cup. “You don’t know how big the gap is between Asians and Westerners in track and field.”
At the same time, he was thinking to himself, "You have no idea that Gu Luo is more than just a high jumper."
He's an all-around athletic genius!
Otherwise, why would he have specifically sent plainclothes bodyguards to protect the child secretly, just in case something happened to him outside?
Such geniuses are national treasures and must be protected with utmost care.
“But we can’t ignore his conduct…” Xiaofang picked up the tea tongs to tidy the tea tray, her voice lowered:
"The Luo sisters are practically drooling over him, and there's even a Beijing socialite chasing after him. If this really turns into a scandal, won't all your previous efforts be wasted?"
"A matter of conduct?" Old Liu chuckled, slamming his teacup down on the coaster, causing a few drops of tea to splash out.
"As long as he doesn't get into a messy, intimate scene with his two daughters in broad daylight, it's not a matter of principle."
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