During the car, Ivan was reluctant to say a word to Anya, no matter how much Anya teased him. Ji An watched the interaction between the two from the rearview mirror, he didn't know what Anya's intention was to go to see the vice president, but he hoped she wasn't like the women before.

"The vice president is in the conference room, I'll take you to his office and wait!" Ji'an, who was dressed in a straight suit, was followed by a woman holding an injured child, which attracted the attention of many people all the way. "Need a drink?"

"Do you want anything to drink?" Anya lowered her head and asked Ivan, who was still making trouble, but her gentle smile couldn't move him.

"Don't."

"Is there milk here?"

Ji'an was stunned, there should be milk in the restaurant, right?

"Wait a minute." Sure enough, she was a nurse, and the drinks she drank were so healthy.

"Isn't milk drunk by children?" Ivan's cheeks puffed out, completely unclear what this aunt was trying to do.

"By the way, isn't there a kid here?" Anya poked him on the frog-like cheek and stroked his head. "People with broken bones should drink more milk, and you don't want to walk around with a stone all day, do you?"

"Humph!"

Anya smiled, in the past few days with him, she found that this child is not very good at expressing like, want or good, etc., and in the end he used a "hum"; Now he hummed, he was going to drink milk.

"Why are you here?" As soon as Aiden pushed open the office door, he saw a large and a small figure sitting on the sofa, and the sudden visitor made him a little unhappy.

"Sir, I asked Mr. Special Assistant to take us here." As soon as Anya saw the boss, she immediately got up and greeted him.

"This kid is so daring." Aiden sat wearily in his office chair and looked at the two of them with a frown. "Go back, don't get in the way of my work here."

"Sir, you promised me to come and pick up Ivan back, how can you break your word?"

Ivan looked at Aunt Anya with wide eyes, and quickly pulled her pink knitted fur coat, hoping that she wouldn't mess with her father.

"I broke my promise? If I break my promise, who brought you here? Aiden looked at Anya in amazement, this woman didn't know who she had borrowed the courage to speak to him like that.

"Sir, your promise to me was 'you will come,' not 'you send someone,' so you broke your promise." Anya walked up to his desk with her hands propped up on the table, undoubtedly in the gesture of a negotiator. "Ivan knows you're coming to pick him up, and he's happy."

Aiden looked at the little nurse in front of him, this was the first time anyone dared to speak to him like this. That day, I saw Anya with a neat head and a nurse's uniform...... Today, she put her hair down, it turned out to be a very beautiful waist-length brown wavy hair, and under the pink woolen jacket was an off-white wool one-piece dress, which was not an expensive brand, but it gave people a fresh and bright good impression.

His gaze went around Anya, staring at the little boy who was sitting on the reception sofa well-behaved, and sighed helplessly. He got up, put his hands in the pockets of his suit trousers, and walked over to Ivan:

"Daddy is busy, you know, next time I won't break my promise."

Anya looked at the interaction between the father and son dumbfounded, what kind of parent is this? It's more appropriate to say it's a neighbor's child.

"Oh."

"You go home with Auntie first, and I'll go back early in the evening, okay?"

Ivan was about to reply when a knock on the door interrupted the conversation.

"Miss Anya, this is the milk you wanted." After Ji'an handed over the bottled milk to Anya, he was about to walk out when he was stopped by the vice president.

"Ji'an, send Miss and Ivan back to my house."

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Naweiliu district

Navilleu is a traditional town centered on the Grand Canal, with warehouses lining the streets, and only recently have popular storefronts begun to pop up. Many Milanese who want to rediscover the old city come here, in addition to the old buildings and shops, there are also many churches in the Naville district, and the number of tourists has been increasing in recent years.

The banks of the Grand Canal are home to many beautiful businesses and are built on the waterfront to attract many tourists, and the water of the canal is maintained by the government every year with exhaustion of public funds. The sound of a streetcar shaking the water, and the columns of ancient Roman ruins slowly retreated, as if they had traveled back more than 2,000 years.

Ji An drove the vice president's black Mercedes minivan into a detached villa with a garden, an Art Nouveau-style iron carved gate, and the main body of the building was completely made of red brick masonry without any decoration; Gothic's pointed arches, sloping roofs, and buildings with no curves and curvatures, but only a collection of straight lines and broken lines, such buildings are very deviant under the ravages of international style.

"It's so special...... of the villa. Standing in front of this red brick house, Anya could only sigh like this.

"Our vice president is a graduate of the Faculty of Architecture of the National Academy of Fine Arts, which specializes in fresco restoration at the Florence School of Antiquities Restoration, so don't be surprised what you see in the house." Ji'an walked to the door and entered the code and led the two into the door.

"The National Academy of Fine Arts and the School of Antiquities Restoration? This is an unexpected department. Anya walked into the hall and looked around for something.

"What are you looking for?"

"Uh...... Is there a fresco like a church in this room? ”

You can find out this in an afternoon. Also, the VP said that you are free to use any appliance in the house, except for the study and the master bedroom. After Ji'an explained truthfully, he took the car keys and prepared to go back to work.

"Wait, sir, vice president, he ...... Does he believe in me like that? "Freedom to use and freedom to move around? Is this gentleman too relieved of her? "Aren't you afraid I'm a robber or something?"

"You can ask him this question, I'll go first." After Ji'an closed the door, little Ivan and her, who were watching TV, were left in this huge space.

The exterior of the villa is rough red brick, but the interior of the house is covered with stucco and beige primer, and brown partition panels block the cold air from the Alps in winter; The high-ceilinged living room is not flamboyant crystal art lamps, but five cognac-colored Chinese tube chandeliers of varying lengths, and a standing lamp carved from Scandinavian edelweiss in the corner.

There are slides at the junction of the ceiling and the wall, and you can decorate the wall as you like with a few hooks, such as the Chinese calligraphy and painting he hangs next to the LCD TV, although I don't know what to write, but it is very textured. There are also spotlights embedded in the ceiling, and it seems that the owner of the house is an architect who knows how to play with light.