Ch17: How is she?

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When Birdie walked into Xin's office, he sighed when he saw the sight before him.

President Xin, the man who had never been warm to anyone, was sitting on the floor of the office, with Little Lion beside him.

Of course, Birdie had heard that Xin had come to work with a kid. And he was the only one of the few people who knew that the child was Isabel's.

“Handsome Xin, what about here? What should we do?“ Little Lion asked happily. They were building blocks.

Xin, with a gentle gaze and a smile on his face, took some of the blocks. “The foundation has to be strong, or it will fall,” he explained as they built the castles together.

Birdie was confused for so many reasons. First, Xin, who never spent even a second away from his work, was playing with a kid during working hours. He wished that the other employees could see that.

And second, it was the resemblance between the two that got him glued to the ground. The two people seemed so much alike.

He stared at the way they operated, and