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The first birthday celebration for Xiao Zhaoyang was particularly lively.
From the moment she was born, it was destined that she would be doted upon by her older siblings.
A group of guests took turns holding her and making her happy at the banquet; the child wasn't shy at all, she smiled especially happily at each adult, especially the good-looking ones.
Jiang Mian realized when her daughter was just over two months old that she was controlled by looks.
There was the eldest nephew who loved beautiful women before, and now her daughter liked handsome men.
When Fu Sichen, clad in a suit, got home from work, she would cry to be held by daddy, and even fiddled with Fu Sichen's tie.
That scene was indeed a bit embarrassing.
Normally, when they went out and she was half-asleep in the elevator, if she saw any slightly handsome young men come in, her eyes would brighten; relying on the fact that she was still a baby, she stared at them without any inhibitions.
