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Unparalleled Favor

She is everyone's apple of their eye, she is the Little Princess of the circle, she is the young lady who has the city beneath her feet, she is the treasure whom he loves to the bone. Reborn into a top family, only a month old and raised by a boy with the looks of an angel and the heart of a devil? Fine, considering you've given me wealth, honor, and the utmost affection, I might as well agree. What? The only demand for me is four words, to be lawless and unbridled? * As aloof as he is Your favorite? Without hesitation, "Baby." Aside from people? Without thinking, "Taking care of Baby." Any objects? Instantly, "What Baby likes." * As adorable as he is The little one has a delicate appearance and an innocent temperament, carefully flipping through a dictionary-thick book on anatomy. "Reborn?" "Reborn?" "Transmigrated?" "Hmm?" "Never mind. Want some milk?" "Mommy, I'm already grown up." Well, indeed, no longer a one- or two-year-old child. Already three years old. * [One-on-one mutual nurturing, both strong and pure. The main plot is overly sweet and doting, with no melodrama or complications. A quality new work assurance, seeking collection and support.] PS: This novel is a modern fantasy, purely a work of fiction. Please do not compare it to real life! Also, subjective and misleading comments or malicious messages are refused. To maintain a good mood for writing, they will be directly deleted and blocked.

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102 Chs

Chapter 41 Levelling Up Again (2)

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This year, Qin Weixian also made the small rise to junior high, and although he loved to play, Meng Zhong'an still maintained strict control over his studies, so it wasn't surprising that Qin Weixian did very well in the entrance exams. Even the scheming cousin, Zhang Weijin, caused a sensation by scoring first place in the entire city. Having been admitted to G Middle School just like Qin Weixian, they could now thoroughly enjoy their vacation.

"Baby, which junior high do you want to go to?" Meng Shichen suddenly asked, setting down the book he was holding.

Qin Yiyi's hand, which was drawing, paused, and she tilted her little head to think, "I was also planning to go straight to G Middle School, but... Shichen, do you have any thoughts?"

"But what?" Meng Shichen saw Qin Yiyi put down her pen and pulled her into his embrace. Unless something special happened, Meng Shichen's hand was always on her.