How did Mimili achieve this?
She managed to cheer up Qing, this pampered little ancestor, within just two units of Galaxy Time, and Qing even proactively offered:
"Well, I guess I'll reluctantly have a chat with that guy."
'Mimili will definitely be great at looking after kids in the future.'
Boss Yang mused, already envisioning what he might name his future children, and whether they should learn the harmonica or the piano.
With a graceful sway, Mimili approached Yang Ming, throwing him a flirtatious glance: "Go have a chat, Qing is actually quite reasonable and sensible."
Yang Ming snapped his fingers, put down the files in his hand, and ran his finger across Mimili's waist, making her giggle incessantly.
Lyu pretended not to notice his boss's teasing, clutching several virtual files and following Yang Ming to Qing.
Yang Ming greeted Lingxin, who nodded with a smile, and voluntarily stepped back a few meters.
