He made something up as well.
Jian Yanyan's eyes widened, "Oh my God, Yinyin, your son is definitely a genius."
"Godmother, you're exaggerating." Nianzhi said with a smile, just like a little gentleman.
"Oh crap." Jian Yanyan couldn't help but swear.
"Watch your image, watch your image." Qin Yin couldn't help reminding her, since many people were coming and going, greeting her, and she nodded and smiled like a successful career woman. But when she spoke, she completely revealed her vulgar side.
The three of them finally walked into Jian Yanyan's office. Nianzhi blinked and asked, "Godmother, who is that Mr. Nan you mentioned earlier? Why does he look like me?"
Jian Yanyan took a while to react, and then said, "Little Nianzhi, your thinking is a bit off. We've now reached your godmother's office. You should ask why your godmother's office is so high-end and classy, not such an old question. By the way, haven't I talked about Mr. Nan for a long time?"
