She looked at the man in a well-fitting suit, and Wen Zhilu also looked at her. Yan Yuning had basically not changed in the past six years. On the contrary, because she became a mother, she became more beautiful than six years ago.
She is really good at taking care of herself, and her figure is still as slim as before. She is wearing a khaki windbreaker and a black dress that does not go below the knee.
The ends of her slightly curly long hair draped over her shoulders were dyed in a blueberry purple-gray gradient. She was wearing high heels, revealing a small part of her calves, which were white and slender.
Her small face, as big as a palm, is still beautiful and captivating, without a single flaw.
She sat in her seat, looking at her two children who were serving as flower girls. Her bright eyes were filled with smiles, and she was so outstandingly beautiful that it was hard to look away.
She manages all the entertainment companies under the Xuan Group. She has a good eye for signing artists. It is no exaggeration to say that the comprehensive influence and commercial value of the artists signed by her are among the best in the industry.
She also obtained the annual cooperation qualification of the film and television platform.
Wen Zhilu curled her lips slightly. She was still as outstanding as ever.
"Lu Lu." Yan Yu Ning's voice was filled with surprise. Wen Zhilu lowered his eyes and nodded.
Yan Yuning pursed her lips, not knowing what to say for a moment. The two people who had been talking to each other heartily before seemed to have become strangers all of a sudden.
"Mommy~" The little girl who had completed the task ran to Yan Yu Ning, opened her little hands and asked for a hug, "Mommy, isn't the nest great?"
"Great, our Jiaojiao is super great." Yan Yuning reached out to pick her up, but the little girl was held in Wen Zhilu's arms first.
Yan Yuning tucked the little girl's hair that was scattered in front of her face behind her ears and said gently, "Jiaojiao, Uncle."
"Uncle." The little girl called in a sweet voice.
Wen Zhilu touched Xuan Youyi's little face and looked at Yan Yuning, "She looks a lot like you, very beautiful."
The little girl has red lips and white teeth, a delicate face, bright round eyes, a beret on her head, and her hair, neither too long nor too short, hangs down on both sides. She is wearing a pretty little skirt, and her soft little face has the shadow of Yan Yu Ning.
When she heard Wen Zhilu praising her beauty, dimples appeared on her cheeks.
Yan Yuning nodded, a smile on her lips, "Yes, only Jiaojiao and I are similar."
Xiaoxiao and Ruirui both followed Xuan Xixi. When the three of them stood together, they looked like father and son. She was responsible for delivering express for Xuan Xixi.
"Mom, my sister didn't wait for me." The little girl, who was led by Qiu Ci, came in front of Yan Yu Ning and started to complain.
The little girl's face turned red with anger, "Mommy, it was Xuan Yunyao who said that the hat Daddy gave me was ugly, so I didn't want to wait for him."
Yan Yuning held her forehead and didn't want to say anything. Before Xuan Xixi went to the company, he picked out a brown tie and asked her to tie it for him.
She picked out a blue gradient dress for her daughter, and Xuan Xixi paired it with a beret that matched her windbreaker. It looked pretty good on Jiaojiao.
But she had never seen anyone wearing a blue dress with a brown beret.
There's nothing I can do about it, since Xuan Xixi always wants to wear a dark-colored outfit with her for a few days.
If he wanted to match her outfit with his, his daughter would have to accompany him.
"Mommy~" The little girl's long eyelashes trembled slightly, her pink little mouth was pursed, and she lowered her head and clasped her little fingers. Her pitiful appearance showed that she had suffered a great injustice.
Xuan Yanyu really falls for her tricks. If Xuan Yanyu were here, he would probably be heartbroken.
"Mommy~"
Yan Yuning lowered his eyes and looked at the little boy who was used to imitating his sister, pouting and clasping his hands, and closed his eyes helplessly.
"Mommy, he was the one who said that to me first." The little girl pouted.
Yan Yuning looked at the two children with a headache, and finally decided, "Go home and let Daddy take charge of the matter for you."
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