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The little girl pulled Ethan away.

Bella Acker asked, "Ethan, did you get your violin from the car?"

"Uncle just got it for me; it’s in the tent."

The little girl immediately said, "Mommy, I’m going to seriously learn the violin with Uncle, so don’t disturb us."

What a cheeky kid, and she doesn’t even feel embarrassed to say that. Is there anyone else who couldn’t wait to sell her own mom like that?

Bella Acker sighed and said, "I won’t disturb you, but you have to learn a short piece, can you manage that?"

Learn a whole short piece?

The little girl wrinkled her soft little face, finally gritted her teeth, and nodded, "Okay. Mom, you can’t come either. Uncle, let’s go."

The little girl successfully pulled Ethan away, leaving only Bella Acker and Damian Sinclair.

Bella Acker smiled and said, "Mr. Sinclair, I’m not sleepy, you go sleep in the tent."

"Are you really not sleepy?" Damian Sinclair gave her a sidelong glance, "Didn’t you used to get sleepy after eating?"

Sitting so comfortably with a gentle breeze and sunshine, surrounded by floral scents and bellies full of wine, how could one not be sleepy? But at times like this, even if she was dead tired, she’d insist she wasn’t!

"I haven’t had the habit of napping for a long time, Mr. Sinclair, you go sleep."

Damian Sinclair gave her a look, stood up, went to the spot where things were placed, and came back holding a laptop. He opened it and said, "I’ll work on some files, if you get sleepy, go sleep in the tent."

Does this mean he won’t be going to sleep in the tent?

Bella Acker glanced at him.

Damian Sinclair had already opened the document, glanced at it, and started typing on the keyboard.

Since he offered her the tent to sleep in, she wouldn’t be polite about it.

"Thanks, Mr. Sinclair. You carry on, I won’t disturb you here." Bella Acker stood up and went alone to the remaining tent.

Damian Sinclair looked up at her back, only turning his gaze back to the computer after she entered the tent.

Inside the tent, Bella Acker lay down on the spread-out mat, thinking of Damian Sinclair sitting outside with the laptop reading files. Suddenly, she felt he seemed a bit lonely.

"Forget it, monopolizing the tent by myself feels a bit wrong," Bella Acker murmured, getting up.

Damian Sinclair was typing, hearing footsteps approaching, he turned to see Bella Acker coming back with two bottles of mineral water in her hands.

Bella Acker felt a bit awkward, "It’s quite hot in the tent, it’s more comfortable outside with the breeze. Mr. Sinclair, want some water?" She said, trying to look casual as she handed over a bottle of mineral water.

Damian Sinclair took the mineral water, placed it beside him, glanced at her, turned back to the computer, and continued typing, not pointing out her little gesture, but he was secretly delighted by it.

Bella Acker sat on the other side of the mat, took out her phone, and started scrolling through Weibo.

Neither of them spoke, seemingly not disturbing each other. But in fact, the text Damian Sinclair was typing was all jumbled and incoherent, with symbols and letters in between.

And Bella Acker was swiping through Weibo for ages without really knowing what she was looking at.

Damian Sinclair slowly deleted the chaotic text on his computer, his lips curving into a faint smile as he sensed her presence beside him, finally starting to focus on work.




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