<h4>Chapter 110: The Little Angel With A Broken Wing (5)</h4>


    Trantor: Henyee Trantions Editor: Henyee Trantions


    Professor Li had been working alongside Jin Xiangdong for many years. He knew that Jin Xiangdong was only cold on the surface while actually being warm-hearted and generous. When he had learned about Qiqi’s disease, he established a foundation for the family members of employees in the event of major disease. Even the robot Allen who had just been taken out of the room by Jason was a present to Qiqi from him.


    Professor Li’s eyes were full of gratitude. After a while, Professor Li stopped gazing at Jin Xiangdong and looked at Lu JIa’er as he said, “Professor Lu, thank you for your help just now!”


    Lu Jia’er said coolly, “You’re wee! Qiqi is good now. You should have a rest. If you need help, just ask, I am staying next door.”


    “Thank you!” Professor Li nodded gratefully.


    When the two were about to leave the room, Lu Jia’er threw a nce at Professor Li’s wife. It’s true that every family has a skeleton in their cupboard.


    Aftering out, Lu Jia’er and Jin Xiangdong went toward the neighboring room and Jin Xiangdong looked sideways at Lu Jia’er and said, “It was very fortunate that you were there!”


    On hearing his words, Lu Jia’er smiled and asked, “Why do the robots produced by BUA share simr names to yours?”


    “My name?” Jin Xiangdong was puzzled.


    “They are all generation A. Ake, Amy and Allen.” Lu Jia’er exined as she opened the door and looked at him.


    Jin Xiangdong slightly curled his lips and strode into her room without asking for permission as he replied, “There are only a few that have a name starting with A. Only a few!”


    Lu Jia’er didn’t mind too much. She smiled and said, “So generation A are all veteran AI!”


    Jin Xiangdong nodded and said, “They are not only veteran, but also designed by myself personally!”


    “Then I have a limited edition BUA AI, don’t I?” Lu Jia’er followed Jin Xiangdong to the sofa.


    “Yeah.” Jin Xiangdong made himself at home, as he sat straight on the sofa, showing off the lines of his tall body.


    “I’ve truly received a big fortune.” Lu Jia’er smiled and said.


    JIn Xiangdong smiled coolly and reached out to Lu Jia’er. Lu Jia’er took his hand and then sat directly beside him. Then she heard his low and maic voice. “Is one Amy actually enough for you?”


    Lu Jia’er found herself pressed against Jin Xiangdong with her arms on his strong chest. His breath was consuming her, causing her heartbeat to gradually lose its rhythm.


    “Of course I’ve already received a big fortune. I have not only Amy, but also have Ake, Amy and Allen’s father!” Lu Jia’er smiled and said.


    Jin Xiangdong curled his lips as he said, “Are you sure you have sessfully finished chasing me?”


    “Yes.” Lu Jia’er replied confidently, then leaned her head on the shoulder of Jin Xiangdong.


    He curled his lips even more, and his eyes were gentle. He did not refute her words. Instead, he asked, “How did you know that Qiqi thought that Allen had died?”


    Lu Jia’er continued to lean against Jin Xiangdong and gave a professional reply, “When Qiqi cried, his eyebrows were knit, the upper eyelids lifted, the lower eyelids were tight, which indicated that he was extremely scared and afraid to lose the robot.”


    Jin Xiangdong stroked her hair and said, “You seem to be able to read minds.”


    Lu Jia’er’s lips slightly lifted and she rubbed Jin Xiangdong’s neck with her head as she gave him an ambiguous reply, “I can really read minds.”


    Jin Xiangdong’s eyes gleamed with confusion as he had heard her words. Then he slowly looked down at her.


    Lu Jia’er noticed and she looked up at him, then smiled as she said, “Psychologists can read minds!”