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"Is this a discussion? This is a notification, an announcement!"

Houhai Park.

Princess Cao, who rarely takes time to relax and stroll with her best friend and her child, seemed very angry. Holding her phone, her voice was slightly loud, which startled the baby who was only a few months old and being held in her mother's arms. The baby's mouth turned down at the same time, and its bright eyes instantly became watery, about to burst into tears.

"Baby, be good, baby. Mommy is scolding someone else, not you. Don't cry, baby..."

Dong Yao quickly tried to appease them, while simultaneously giving her sisters meaningful glances.

Cao Jinse glanced apologetically at her friend's goddaughter in her arms, controlling her tone.

"Why did you even bother to tell me after you've already made your decision? It's just a waste of my phone bill."

Dong Yao smiled helplessly as she coaxed her daughter.

"This is also for Xinghuo Medical Center. With such high attention this time, Xinghuo Medical Center will definitely become famous by taking advantage of this opportunity. It is an excellent publicity opportunity."

Since Luo Li'er knew nothing about it, Boss Jiang felt that Xinghuo Medical's reputation needed to be improved and the expansion plan needed to be accelerated.

The third one.

It could be located in the Yangtze River Delta region.

"You're a true business genius."

Cao Jinse's emotions came and went quickly. Upon hearing this, she laughed and said, "Having done so many things that harm others for your own benefit, aren't you afraid of retribution?"

With the atmosphere so tense, stepping forward to assist in the autopsy would surely make him an overnight sensation and bring him fame.

As for who is being insulted, it goes without saying.

"Just ask Duanmu to help me revise it."

Someone downplayed it quite a bit.

Cao Jinse couldn't help but chuckle, one hand in her pocket, looking at the swaying willow branches by the lake, "Why don't I just sell Xinghuo to you?"

"That won't do. A gentleman doesn't take what others cherish."

"cut."

That kind of little girl tone is definitely not appropriate for her.

"Ya ...

The baby in Dong Yao's arms reached out to Cao Jinse; the little hand was pink and tender, surpassing even the finest works of art in the world.

"I'm not talking to you anymore, my daughter is calling me."

Cao Jinse noticed, turned her head, and smiled warmly at the baby.

"Your daughter?"

Mr. Jiang was a calm and collected person; he wasn't surprised at all, just curious.

"Goddaughter".

Jiang Chen suddenly realized that she was quite sensible; she clearly still had something to say, but chose not to continue. "Alright, then you go ahead with your work."

Cao Jinse hung up the phone, put it away, quickly took the baby, and affectionately held him up, saying, "Let's give the baby a kiss from godmother."

The milky scent of a baby is truly irresistible.

"Why are you even more irritable than me now?"

Dong Yao joked.

"How am I short-tempered? If it were you, you would have been furious to death by now."

Cao Jinse continued to tease the child. Although she was unmarried and childless, she seemed to have a certain talent for making the baby giggle.

The baby has a lot of hair, which is growing very well. It is jet black and shiny, and the pink cotton-padded jacket covers the baby up completely, without letting in any wind.

The baby should be over six months old and can be engaged in simple interactions. Although it was just two best friends taking the baby out, the entourage was quite impressive, with three or four nannies around and several poker-faced men following behind.

Some children are just children.

Some children are not ordinary children.

"Don't blame everything on me. Life is a series of choices we make."

Dong Yao said she wasn't buying it.

"Look at your mom, she's so good at making sarcastic remarks."

Cao Jinse lifted the baby's arm.

Dong Yao laughed, "If you keep trying to sow discord between my daughter and me, I won't bring you out to play anymore."

"No one can't have children."

"Then give birth."

Dong Yao immediately said, "Hurry up, didn't you want a son? If he's born, we can be in-laws."

"I need to think about it, my in-law."

Dong Yao was immediately enraged, "Give me back my baby!"

Cao Jinse ignored her and, beaming, teased the baby, saying, "The baby smells so good."

"What are you arguing about again?"

Dong Yao didn't bother arguing with her.

"How could I dare to argue with God?"

"Aha?"

Dong Yao became curious, "Who is God?"

"Who else could it be?"

"What happened? Tell me. Let's see what great feat Jiang Shendi has accomplished this time?" Dong Yao joked.

Cao Jinse's expression softened a bit as she adjusted her holding position and pinched the baby girl's cheek.

"Be gentle," Dong Yao said protectively.

"Something happened in Licheng recently."

"You mean the baby girl?"

"Did you hear that too?"

"With such a huge public outcry, I'm not deaf."

Dong Yao was annoyed.

"Wasn't that family with nowhere to turn for justice? Jiang Zemin stepped forward, lit up their path, and arranged for the Xinghuo Medical Center to perform an autopsy on the baby."

Cao Jinse said lightly.

Dong Yao frowned slightly, then smiled, and for a moment, she didn't know what to say.

After a while, she spoke, offering a simple and unpretentious evaluation: "This is a good deed."

"That's easy for you to say when you're not the one suffering."

"The original intention of Xinghuo Medical was to relieve suffering and distress. Jinse, he really is the one who understands you the most."

Dong Yao teased.

"He should at least have told me beforehand. Isn't this just making me take the blame?"

Dong Yao wouldn't listen to such hypocrisy.

"What? You're worried someone will cause you trouble? There are things you can't do, but someone else does them for you, and you blame them? To put it bluntly, that's called being the one who has to do the other thing."

"Do you have the guts to say it again?"

Cao Jinse held the hostage—no, the baby—tightly in her arms.

Dong Yao immediately backed down, "Okay, okay, I'll shut up, alright?"

Cao Jinse looked at him with an expression that said "that's more like it," relaxed her arms, and started playing with the baby again.

"Give me a kiss, godmother!"

Looking at her adorable daughter, who was giggling with delight, Dong Yao couldn't help but smile kindly.

"There's no need for you to trouble yourself. I know you're a busy person, and if any people are dissatisfied, I'll deal with them. Anyway, I have plenty of free time."

Upon hearing this, Cao Jinse turned her head, quite surprised, "Really? Don't you always like to meddle in other people's business?"

"You'll understand after you have your baby."

Dong Yao clapped her hands, "Godmother is tired, Mommy, give me a hug~"

Cao Jinse handed the child over.

"You even moved your mother?"

Dong Yao, who was quite stubborn back in her school days and never donated a single penny to the school's fundraising efforts, took the child:
"Consider it an act of good karma for the baby."

Cao Jinse smiled.

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"Did you see the headline for today's Starry Sky?"

Spring and Autumn Period, Huafu.

On the table.

The martial arts master, who was eating, looked up and asked, "Sister Shurui, are you talking to me?"

Before Sister Shurui could respond, Wu Sheng heard a soft "hmm".

He suddenly looked at Jiang Chen, and his heart skipped a beat.

Is it possible?

Or has it been exposed?
"Sister Shurui..."

The Martial Saint was very righteous and immediately stepped forward to take the lightning without the slightest hesitation or doubt.

"Did she post it herself?"

Li Shurui's subsequent remarks silenced the Martial Saint who wanted to take the blame.

and many more.

Something seems wrong.

"Otherwise what?" Comrade Jiang Chen laughed. "Could it be that I ordered her to post it?" As the boss, he certainly had that authority.

However, CX Entertainment differs from traditional talent agencies, advocating for equality and freedom.

"No wonder she has such influence today."

Li Shurui's remarks show that she approves of Pei Yunxi's actions and even admires them.

Look.

Don't be discouraged, don't lose heart.

The majority of people in society are always normal people.

"Sister Shurui, what are you talking about?"

The Martial Saint, realizing that what he heard seemed to be different from what he had thought, asked cautiously.

If it were a photo of "me kissing you goodbye in public on the street," he believed that Sister Shurui wouldn't be so calm.

"Didn't you look at the stars?"

"No. I left my phone at home."

The effects of someone's education are becoming apparent.

Li Shurui was quite open-minded. Seeing that Wu Sheng was still unaware, she picked up her phone, opened the Starry Sky app, placed it on the table, and pushed it over.

The Martial Saint picked it up out of curiosity.

"Is this a picture of Sister Yunxi when she was little?"

It was already enough to make headlines, but he soon realized that the newly revealed baby photo wasn't the main point.

"Sister Yunxi is such a man..."

Upon seeing what had happened, the Martial Saint couldn't help but sigh deeply.

"Take a look at the comments section."

Actually, even without Li Shurui saying anything, Wu Sheng, a loyal user of Starry Sky, subconsciously opened the comment section, and then his eyes focused and he found that there was actually an important point!

Hanjiang Guying: Could it be that you're thinking of having a baby?
—Pei Yunxi: [doge emoji]

One comment garnered over 100 million likes in just a few hours.

A lone figure on a cold river?!

"Gulu."

Wu Sheng swallowed hard, then pretended to be calm, silently turned off the Starry Sky app, placed his phone on the table, and slowly pushed it back to his sister Shu Rui.

This ID.

He knew him too.

A few days ago, when I was having my birthday at the Peace Hotel, Jiang Chen tipped that female internet celebrity on my behalf, using this account...

Luo Li'er knew him.

The Martial Saint knew.

Not to mention Li Shurui.

Back then, it was because of her that this ID shone like a shooting star across the entire starry sky.

The Martial Saint glanced furtively at someone.

Boss Jiang remained calm in the face of danger.

"Her contract with CX hasn't expired yet. If she's thinking about dating and having a child, it will affect the company's interests."

This explanation.

Is that reasonable enough?

The entire dinner table was a scene of undercurrents and fierce competition, but Duanmu Liuli remained unmoved, eating quietly with one hand holding a bowl and the other holding chopsticks. The chopsticks never paused for even a moment, except when she was chewing the food.

after all.

They are unparalleled masters.

"By doing this, she has also put CX in the spotlight."

Li Shurui didn't pick up her phone, leaving it on the table as the screen slowly went dark. She looked at her boyfriend, her expression calm and composed.

"Many artists under CX have started to speak out following her lead."

Although it's not her responsibility, it's still part of her boyfriend's career, so it's only natural for her to show concern.

Artists have very limited freedom. Even if she is Pei Yunxi, especially when a large number of artists from the same company speak out, it is not in line with business logic if they do not have the authorization or tacit approval of the management.

"Yes, I've always felt that the purpose of artists is not just to entertain the public, but also to promote truth, goodness, and beauty."

Comrade Jiang Chen remained as righteous and awe-inspiring as ever, with an air of seriousness.

My own comment is at the top.

There's no way to deny it.

Actually, it was just a whim of his, and he reasonably thought he would be overwhelmed. Little did he know that someone would actually reply to him, which led to him sitting in the best seat in the front row.

Exclusively for top-tier VIPs.

Ugh.

That's too kind of you.

It didn't work yesterday.

I'm here again today.

Do we really have to bring him into the headlines?
Sending a [doge emoji]

You think you're funny, right?
Once he understood the situation, the Martial Saint immediately picked up his chopsticks, lowered his head to eat his rice again, and, like Sister Liuli, remained silent, though his ears were quietly perked up.

"So you're going to cover the losses then?"

Li Shurui's words were incisive and insightful, and her lighter tone made the air around the table less pungent.

"Her influence is indeed great, but she can't solve practical problems. There are many examples of her making it onto the trending list but ultimately nothing coming of it. What's more, healthcare, education, and housing are three major obstacles."

Li Shurui was simply stating the facts, but it seems she inadvertently exposed Boss Jiang's ambitions.

housing.

By taking over Hang Seng, with millions of deliverymen and food delivery workers as its core workforce, he has already managed to move this mountain.

Now they're turning their attention to healthcare?
Princess Cao's description is not an exaggeration.

What he did was what God should do.

"Don't be too pessimistic. It's just a hospital, nothing to worry about."

Mr. Jiang downplayed the incident, saying, "The solution is simple: find out exactly what the child's condition was, whether there were any errors in the surgical procedure, and what the cause of death was, and the problem will be perfectly resolved."

Li Shurui did not refute.

Ok.

Said it right.

Absolutely right.

The same goes for those sensational events; the issues are actually quite simple when you summarize them, but why do they ultimately fizzle out?

"You want to solve the problem, but some people want to solve the person who raised the problem."

Li Shurui picked up her chopsticks.

Jiang Chen coughed lightly, knowing that his girlfriend was definitely not targeting him.

“I plan to have that family send the child to Xinghuo Medical Center for an autopsy. Once the autopsy results are out, the truth will come out.”

Mr. Jiang ate his food with the same nonchalant and calm demeanor as ever.

Li Shurui glanced at him.

"If you think we shouldn't do this, I can ignore it."

Take notes.

Quickly take notes.

A masterful, overt strategy has emerged.

Can Li Shurui say no?
I definitely couldn't say it.

She couldn't shed a tear at the melodramatic dramas on TV, but she would feel compassion when faced with human tragedies, having also lost a loved one.

The Martial Saint hadn't actually observed carefully enough just now.

The starry sky he saw on his sister Shurui's phone had been adorned with little hearts.

That's right.

She deserves a small share of the overwhelming popularity.

"Just doing an autopsy probably isn't enough."

Li Shurui said calmly, as if the interaction in the comments section had been moved on.

"They also need legal aid."

Jiang Chen looked at her.

Facing someone's scrutinizing gaze, Li Shurui casually said, "Isn't Sister Fang Qing still in Shacheng? It's a good opportunity to send her to Jiangcheng. Such a big project is worth her involvement."

This is the best state for two people to be together.

Filling in the gaps.

His girlfriend's considerations were quite thorough, even more meticulous than his, but for some reason, Jiang Chen didn't applaud her.

"I'll call Sister Fang Qing later."

You don't need to do anything yourself; they'll handle everything for you.

What do you want?

"Have a meal."

Looking at the man who remained silent and untouched by his chopsticks, Li Shurui smiled gently, her expression considerate and tender. (End of Chapter)