When Wan Jia woke up, it was just a few minutes to midday. An extremely adorable cuddly Little Jia was sitting on the sofa with a stuffed bear and a drawing book in her hand. Her pink fluffy pajamas had a drawing of a princess at the front. She little girl was examining her drawing seriously while struggling with her loose long jet black hair.
"Baby you're here, good morning"
"Mommy, look! Little Jia drew!" the kid was overly excited and couldn't wait to show her drawing to her mother. She ran up to Wanjia's bed and held the book up to her shyly. While she called it a drawing, all Wanjia could see was a chaotic mashup of sticks and circles. Only upon very close inspection and the little girl's guidance did she make out a figure with a huge circle for the head, a long stick with two sticks sticking out from it as the body and an extremely chaotic triangle for a skirt. The huge "head" with disorganized circles for eyes, nose and mouth was big enough for the "body" to be fixed into it comfortably.
Goodness! Was that her? Wan Jia subconsciously turned to look the dressing mirror. There was a smaller version of Wan Jia's character next to her. That was supposedly Little Jia. As for Lu Aotian… Wan Jia almost couldn't hold in her laughter. A huge circle for the head, even huger than her own, towered above the other figures. A long stick followed down and only had two sticks along the way for hands. The little girl probably forgot to draw her father's legs.
"It's so beautiful" Wan Jia said with a warm smile and embraced her daughter. She was just a baby after all. Besides, Wan Jia had already noticed that her daughter lacked interest in things like drawing. However, she would complete her letter puzzles shockingly perfectly and even the picture puzzles meant for children had become too easy for her. Her memory was just too bright.
Wan Jia naughtily took a photo of the drawing and sent it to Lu Aotian to tease him.
At the same time, Lu Enterprise meeting hall.
Lu Aotian was listening seriously as a manager reported his proposal. The manager rambled on and on until his lips were about to tear only to receive a grunt for an answer.
What was 'Mmh'? Should he start the project? My dear president, would you die if you said a few more words? The president seemed to have eaten explosives for breakfast today. While he was not exactly friendly on other days, he wasn't too overbearingly cold either.
The manager was just about to test his luck and ask for a precise answer when Lu Aotian's phone rang to indicate a new message.
Then they saw something extremely rare… Lu Aotian actually smiled!
Although Lu Aotian was very friendly to Wan Jia and his daughter, he never smiled at outsiders and always had an expression that made people keep their distance.
Yet today he had smiled. Was the sun going to rise in the west tomorrow? That wasn't the end.
"The meeting is over." He left the meeting room in large strides with a smile still plastered across his handsome face.
"Eh? Did president Lu just smile? Am I dreaming?" the managers went into gossip mode instantly.
"I thought I was dreaming! It's been eons since I last saw his smile."
"Who do you guys think just texted? Could it be the lady boss?'
"Are you stupid? They divorced three years ago."
"You're the one who's stupid. Who said he can't remarry?"
"Remarry? Are you kidding me?"
"You lot are stupid. Mrs. Lu obviously texted him. With the deep love they have for each other, obviously that divorce wasn't going to last too long."
….
Lu Aotian sent a reply over. It wasn't the first time Little Jia was drawing him and he was used to it, though he would always laugh at himself each time. As for a certain big headed thin bodied Mommy…
[Lu Aotian: She drew you perfectly]
[Little Wan: What are you implying?]
[Lu Aotian: I don't know, she got her skills from her mother after all.]
[Little Wan: Hey!!!!!!!!]
Lu Aotian laughed after successfully teasing her. Want to tease me? Good try.
Wan Jia was exploding. What did this idiot mean by 'she got her skills form you'? This hooligan was obviously criticizing her! Mmph! He should see how perfectly she draws her sketches!
Wan Jia took her anger into the bathroom and took a warm shower before going to find something to eat.
Lu Aotian just you wait! This is the second grudge. I'll revenge thoroughly! She stabbed a fork into her pancake and harrumphed .
The entire day was spent playing with Little Jia in the garden and gossiping with Yun Xuan on phone. That evening after dinner, she went to her room to prepare for the next day's meeting. This would probably be the most important meeting in her career life. She chose professional attire and set it aside in preparation.
She heard a knock just as she was about to call Mr. Baker for confirmation and as expected, Lu Aotian waltzed in.
"You again…"
"You didn't come to my office."
"That… I forgot. Why don't you just tell me whatever it is now?"
"Don't work for Mondial studios."
"Why?" how did he even know she was meeting someone from Mondial?
"Just don't. You'll thank me later." As overbearing as ever.
"And what makes you think I'll listen to you? Am just the mother of your daughter, not your wife. Aren't you being a bit too controlling, Mr. Lu?"