The Day The Prince Carried Him Out Of The Set, The Beijing Circle Exploded

Xu Qingyu was born with a bright and beautiful face, and her every smile was touching. Foreign media called her the "Oriental Beauty". She won the Best Actress Award at Cannes at the age of 21 and became a top-notch actress after returning to China.
Qi Yanxiu, a powerful man who came out of the Red Wall, is a master of military, political and business affairs, and his methods are ruthless and cold. No one dares to be presumptuous in front of him.
When they first met in the elevator, he only glanced at her.
She thought it was just an accident - she was drugged at the celebration party and she crashed into his arms in a panic.
But he pinched her chin and said: "I have lived for thirty years without a woman around me. Do you think I would sleep with an 'accident' casually?"
The words "bringing children to the top" spread from some lady's afternoon tea table.
It has a nose and an eye: Qi Yanxiu, the living king of hell who grew up in the red wall, has he ever bowed his head for a woman? If Mr. Qi hadn't coveted his great-grandson and forced him to use the incense of the Qi family's only seedling, how could he have let go?
Everyone is waiting, waiting to see Xu Qingyu fall from the clouds, waiting to see when Fourth Master Qi gets bored.
Until the scene from the top floor of Qi's Building accidentally leaked:
Qi Yanxiu was in a suit and leather shoes, presiding over a meeting, with a baby pouch on her chest and a pink-clad little girl biting her pacifier, grabbing his tie with her little hands and stuffing it into her mouth.
The man calmly held down his daughter's rebellious hand and coaxed in a low voice: "Be good, wait until dad finishes the meeting."
The group shareholders who were observing were silent: Are you sure this is a group deployment meeting?
As for the surveillance blind spot, in the office rest area, another little dumpling wearing light blue pink jade is lying in Xu Qingyu's arms, sleeping soundly, with a wisp of shiny saliva hanging from his mouth, all rubbing against his mother's chest, making a large area wet.