After all, the BAI Corporation was now a money-making machine. It was a good money-printing machine.
Whoever worked with her would definitely make a profit.
Xiao Ning’s schedule became busier and busier.
Sometimes, when she returned home late at night, Xiaomi was already sound asleep.
She was no longer tired. She sat in front of the window and looked at Yu Xue’s cute little guy. She was often lost in her thoughts.
This child really looked like Bai Yeyuan.
She was clearly a girl, but the longer she grew, the more heroic she looked like a boy.
She had big eyes, a high nose bridge, and a hint of natural arrogance hanging from her thin lips. She was so cool and cold that she did not speak..
Although all the doctors said that this child was mentally ill and autistic, Xiao Ning always told herself that it was not. The child just had a cold temperament..
Just like her little uncle, wasn’t he also a man who spoke very little?
