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Bo Jinlan had already come in from outside and switched to slippers. He was dressed in a tailored suit, elegant as jade, with thin lips curving into a slight arc, "Grandpa, Runzhi..."
Then he turned his gaze to Jiang Yaoyao, "Yaoyao."
Jiang Yaoyao turned her face away directly, "Uncle, I'm going upstairs to touch up my lipstick, wait for me a sec."
Cheng Runzhi watched her with a cool detachment.
Once the young lady had gone upstairs, the elderly Mr. Cheng asked, "Have you had breakfast, Jinlan?"
Bo Jinlan smiled: "I have eaten already..."
"Still in the mood to eat?" Cheng Runzhi was wiping his son's little mouth with a napkin, "Seems like you're in a good mood."
Bo Jinlan raised an eyebrow, ignoring the tease, "Yaoyao's car isn't allowed on the roads today; I came to give her a ride to work."
"Tsk, tsk, tsk, just look at that..." the elderly Mr. Cheng immediately raised his thumb in approval, "Paying attention to such a minor detail, truly commendable!"
