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"Hmm, that would be perfect," she continued. "The last letter from Mu Shaofeng mentioned he's also interested in collaborating with us on the fruit wine. He plans to source it from the winery and sell it to the foreign courts."
"Working with him wouldn't be bad, you wouldn't have to worry about sales," Ye Zi'an pulled her into his embrace and accidentally touched Yang Chuxia's belly, then murmured dispiritedly, "Why is there still no movement?"
"Off you go, these things depend on fate. When it's meant to be, it will happen naturally, and when it's not, no amount of pleading will make it come," Yang Chuxia swatted his hand away.
But Ye Zi'an didn't see it that way. How could this be a matter of fate? Clearly, it was because he hadn't tried hard enough.
"My lady, compared to fate, I believe more in effort."
"So?" Yang Chuxia raised an eyebrow.
"So, starting today, I must work hard every day, and not a single day should be wasted."