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Hearing him say "I'd sacrifice myself," Zhao Ruqian ignored him once more and snorted, "My condition is that any beauty or skincare formulas you develop in the future must be first offered for collaboration with us, and not with anyone else."
"That's... aren't you being too domineering?" Ye Haochuan was a bit annoyed, "The formula is mine; I have the freedom to collaborate with whomever I want, don't I? If you're so capable, develop your own formula!"
Just then, Zhao Bingqian walked in, followed by two nannies each carrying milk tea and pastries.
"Sister, uncle, you must be tired from talking about serious stuff, right? Come and try some," said Zhao Bingqian, instructing the nannies to serve the milk tea and pastries.
Ye Haochuan took a pastry, tasted it, found it quite good, and nodded in approval, praising it a few times.