"Wēn níng ——" = "Warm and calm ——".
Shen Shihan got out of the car and walked a few steps to the front of the BMW. Without any obstruction, he could see clearly - it was Wen Ning.
"Oolong?"
The woman placed her hand on the car door and burst out laughing, "Hey, pretending to mistake someone for another person, this old-fashioned pickup line is still being used by some people."
She smiled brightly and raised her slender hand towards the man outside the window, waving at him - on her ring finger was a platinum ring.
"Married, no dates."
The voice fell, and the car backed up a few steps, turned outward, and drove forward.
Does she know him?
Was it really him who made a mistake?
Shen Shihan stared blankly as the car drove away, the sudden surprise and disappointment making her heart feel like a rollercoaster.
"Help me check a license plate number..."
But he still didn't want to let go of any possibility.
Less than half an hour later, the information he wanted was sent to his mobile phone.
Name: Qin Yelan, Female, 27 years old, Kyoto resident, well-known designer, was hired by A University two months ago as a teacher in the Design Department.
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Qin Ye returned to her small suite near A University, changed out of her high heels and into comfortable home clothes, and lay on the sofa sending messages.
Sister, you're so awesome! Congratulations on getting second place! [Throwing flowers]
Little Lemon: 【I lost.】
"Ahem ahem ahem, have you ever heard an old saying that goes: excessive humility is equivalent to asking for a beating."
Qin Ye often shares design-related knowledge online and is known as "Little Qin Teacher" on the internet. This little lemon is one of her 'students'.
She witnessed the progress of Little Lemon from immature techniques to smooth and natural skills, she dares to guarantee that with time, Little Lemon will definitely be the most dazzling star in the design world.
Xiao Ning Meng: 【But I want to be first place.】
Qin thought for a moment, "Hmm, next time, you will definitely get first place."
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Shen Chihan drove back to Yunhai Villa, and before the car even entered the gate, a white large dog rushed over to greet him.
Shen Chihan took down the gift from the car and walked in through the door. Lan Shu came up to greet him and took his coat.
"Sir, you're back so early today."
"Uh-huh."
Shen Zihan nodded and carried the gift up to the room on the far right of the second floor.
Pushing open the door, a room full of colorful paintings came into view. In front of the large floor-to-ceiling window, a small easel was set up, with an unfinished painting on it.
On the floor, scattered with various paints and brushes, a little girl sat on the ground, her princess dress stained with all sorts of colors, she didn't care at all, her two big black grape-like eyes staring intently at the paint in her hand.
"Little lemon, Daddy has brought you a gift." Shen Sihan squatted in front of her and handed over the carefully prepared gift.
"It's just second place." Little Lemon lowered her head and continued to mix her own paint.
"The second place is also great, and besides, my little lemon is only five years old, winning against so many adults at the age of five..."
Shen Zhi comforted his daughter gently, she inherited his strong personality, always wanting to be the first in everything, he worried that his daughter had gotten into another predicament.
"It's okay, Teacher Xiao Qin said I can be first next time." Little Lemon said calmly.
Is it Little Qin teacher again?
Shen Zihan felt a bit annoyed in his heart. It turned out that everything he said was nonsense. He said that even if he spoke more, he couldn't compare to the internet celebrity who didn't show his face and only knew how to show off his skills.
"Don't paint anymore today, look at all the paint on your hair. Daddy will take you to wash your hair and change your clothes."
Shen Zihan carefully helped Xiang Leming wash her hair in the bathroom and changed into new clothes.
Who would have thought that Shen Ci Han, who can turn the market upside down with a flip of his hand, is a daughter slave at home.
A little girl with a clean and tidy appearance, like a pure white porcelain doll.
After taking a bath, father and daughter sat around the table together for dinner.
"Little lemon, Dad wants to discuss something with you. Dad has found a new kindergarten, how about sending you there for school?" Shen Sihan asked.
Little Lemon immediately shook her head like a rattle drum.
Xiao Ning's personality is extremely introverted, she doesn't like to talk and except for Shen Sihan and Lan Shu, a few particularly close people, she almost ignores everyone else.
At the age of three, Shen Zihuan once tried to send her to kindergarten. On the first afternoon she was sent there, she bit a hole in the arm of a classmate, just because that boy wanted to sit with her.
The Shens have the money to hire private tutors, so Shen Chaohan isn't worried about her academic problems. What he's worried about is that their child will never interact with others and become disconnected from society, even developing autism.
Seeing his daughter so resistant to going to school, Shen Cihan was also helpless.
After drifting through the business world for so many years and experiencing hundreds of ups and downs, Shen Ci Han was helpless when it came to his daughter.
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At midnight 12 o'clock, in Nirvana Bar, Qiao Muxia's celebration banquet ended. After sending away the friends who came to congratulate her, she stood at the intersection waiting for the next taxi.
A million-dollar luxury car stopped in front of her, the window rolled down, and Lu Chengjing's proud figure appeared before her eyes.
"Get on the bus."
Qiao Miao Xia didn't hesitate and sat down in the passenger seat with a big smile.
The car drove for a while before Lu Chengjing asked, "Where are we going?"
"Go home." Qiao Muxi said calmly, as if the person sitting next to her was her driver, rather than her superior.
The car drove smoothly and silently until it entered the residential area where Qiao Miao Xia lived.
Lu Chengjing slowed down his pace and broke the silence with a smile, "Congratulations."
"Thank you," replied Qiao Xia.
"Is this all we have left between us?"
Qiao Miao's eyes flashed with sarcasm, "Apart from courtesy, there are also orders and obedience between us."
Lu Chengjing's heart skipped a beat, "Xia Xia..."
"Lu Zong, I'm home. Can you park the car?" Qiao Muxia didn't even give him a chance to speak.
The car stopped and Qiao Xia unfastened her seatbelt.
"Thanks to President Lu for sending me back. Originally wanted to go to the company tomorrow to say it, but choosing a day is not as good as colliding with a day..."
"Director Lu, this is my resignation application. The handover documents for my work have been prepared and are on the computer in my office."
Qiao Miao Xia directly took out a resignation letter and a bank card from her bag.
"There are 5 million in the card, which was borrowed from Lu Zong at the beginning and returned intact. Thank you Lu Zong for your 'cultivation' over the past five years."
Qiao Miao Xia emphasized the two words 'cultivation', repeating them as if she wanted to chew them up.
Lu Chengjing looked at her resolute eyes, "Xia Xia, not everything is either black or white. As a person in a high position, I have to take responsibility for the overall situation."
With a crisp crackle, Qiao Miao Xia slammed the thing in her hand onto the windshield.
"For the sake of your overall situation, just push me into the fire pit. Seven years ago, it was obviously Dingding who plagiarized me, five years ago, it was obviously Dingding who set fires, why should I sacrifice for your overall situation?"
"Lu Chengjing, I never want to be a pawn in your game that you can move around at will again."
"The five-year contract has expired, Lu Shi, and you have nothing to do with me."
Bang!
Qiao Mu Xia slammed the car door shut and walked away without looking back.
Lu Cheng gazed at her resolute back, with a knot of inexpressible melancholy lingering in his heart.
(End of chapter)
