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Unlike before, Iris and the others could no longer see that much pain in Jiang Ying Yue's eyes. Though there was still a lot of anger there, the pain had decreased a lot. This should be one of the positive effects of being in a new relationship with a much better man than her ex.

The friends chattered for a little longer before dispersing to do their own tasks for the day.

Long Jinjing headed to the nursery. Dom went to the home office. Jiang Ying Yue got ready for her shift later.

As for Iris, she dropped by the nursery with Long Jinjing to spend a few minutes with the children, cats and puppies before heading to her music room to continue working on her current composition projects, including her collaboration with her mentor, Enrique Valdez.

There was no hurry to return to her music career especially since she and Jin Liwei were determined to take advantage of this precious time watching their babies grow and bond together as a family. However, she still didn't want to neglect her passion for music.

She continued to work on composing new music and fine-tuning old ones. She might use the ones she was fine-tuning in the future, but most of them would be given to the new LXC Studio artists to debut.

Any samples left behind would be shown to her producer, JJ. If he liked something, he would produce it for his own record label's artists. Of course, Iris Long would always be credited as the original songwriter even if she didn't involve herself in the actual recording and post-production process.

It was rather peaceful at Dragon Palace Home #10 but the same couldn't be said in other places.

The assistant obeyed.

After the call, Lin Yehan took a moment to calm his anger. He had already expected that this would happen when he started targeting Mao Textiles, but when it really happened, he couldn't help but feel disgusted.

As a tycoon who worked in one of the most humble industries in society, namely agriculture, Lin Yehan despised businesses who had zero moral ethics the most.

Mao Textiles was a classic example of a company that only cared about fattening up the already fat pockets of its higher-ups while bleeding the rest of its workers dry and casting them aside like disposable slaves without any hesitation.

It would be difficult to completely destroy a long-established company like Mao Textiles with a lot of connections but it wasn't impossible.

Lin Yehan fell into deep thought.

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She air-kissed Iris on both cheeks before studying her daughter from head to toe and back up again. "Oh, goooooood! You've lost all thooooooose baby weight. Your figure is not as goooooooood as mine when I gave birth to you back then but not baaaaaaaaaaaad, honey. It's just that…your boooooooobs have become toooooooo big! Big booooooooobs are easy to sag, you know?"

The ever straightforward Iris replied, "My boobs are fine. My husband is more than satisfied with them."

Wei Lan laughed and looked…proud. "That's right, honeeeeeeeey! It's important to alwaaaaaaaays satisfy your husband's neeeeeeeeds! You can always have a boob lift in the future, riiiiiiiiiiight? I'm sure dear Liwei won't miiiiiiiiiind paying for the procedure when he's the one who's going to benefit with his wife's perky boooooooobs."

Iris rolled her eyes. "I can pay for my own procedures, thank you. And I might not need that kind of procedure in the future."

Wei Lan also rolled her eyes. "Trust meeeeeeeee, honey! With those biiiiiiiiiiig boobs, you'll definitely need a boob lift."

While the mother and daughter were talking about boobs, the other people around them were pretending that everything was normal.

The butler and the other staff were all professionals. They were already long used to their young madam's overly straightforward honesty. Their expressions didn't change at all.

Randy was barely holding on to his laughter. He couldn't wait to meet with Dom and gossip about it.

As for René Alejandro, he showed a rather awkward expression. It was all for show, of course. He honestly didn't care about this kind of conversations at all. There was no way that someone like him would be embarrassed listening to something like this.