In the office, Liu Keqing was focused on organizing the photos she had just taken of Bi Xia. As she sorted through them, she remarked, "Tsk tsk tsk, now I finally understand what it means to be born beautiful with no need for enhancements. Look at these photos of you, there's no need for any retouching."
"Sigh," Liu Keqing propped her chin with one hand, looking at Bi Xia, who was lounging lazily on the sofa, "I used to think you were a boy and thought this kid was really good-looking. It's a pity if you were a boy. Now that I know you're a girl, I think it's really infuriating. You're so pretty, with great skin and so talented. Yet, all that jealousy has turned into affection, just like a song goes..."
Liu Keqing thought for a moment, suddenly remembered, and hummed, "I want to pamper you, even though it's just been a few weeks, my bad mood disappears when you're not around, a light warmly shines down..."
