Master Quan, come on, my little wife is excited!

He just didn't want to before, but meeting her made him more determined and gave him a reason to work hard.

When he first met her, he had glimpsed the vague misery hidden under her seemingly bright and brilliant appearance, and there was sadness beneath the joy in her charming eyes.

He held her face and said every word, a promise and a prayer: "Ayin, let me be your support, okay?"

Lin Langyin looked at him, with tears in her eyes, and with a rare paranoia: "Xie Jiu'an, with me, you can't go back on your promise."

"Have you thought it through?"

Xie Jiuan raised his hand to wipe away the tears she shed: "Ayin, what are you afraid of?"

"Between the two of us, I am clearly the one who should worry."

"You are so outstanding. When your first set of photos won the award, I had accomplished nothing."

"I just know how to eat, drink and have fun."

"When you shined the warmth of sunshine on those sufferings, I was still a second-generation ancestor who knew nothing."

"Your countless achievements are just facts. You don't even know how outstanding you are, which puts people to shame."

"There are so many people chasing you, and everyone is excellent."

"I'm already considered a loser."

"So, Ayin, you don't need to be afraid."

The logic is clear and well-founded. This seems to be a debate, and his only purpose is to prove to her that she is the best and she deserves all the best love.

No one can refuse such a person

Lin Langyin looked at him, she believed that in his eyes she was the best.

She smiled, her eyes full of tenderness and joy: "I can't wait for the first snow in Suzhou."

Xie Jiu'an looked down at her, watching her lips move and close. He heard her say: "Xie Jiu'an, you are where I belong."

When her father died, she thought she would never have a family in her life.

But she was lucky enough to meet a very good person.

The two were sitting on the steps of the ancestral hall, with their backs in pairs. Xie Jiu quietly listened to her recounting the past.

"The person living in this courtyard is the old lady of the Lin family who outsiders say eats fasting and chants Buddha's name."

After a pause, she said calmly: "She... is not a good person."

"My five years... were not very good."

This simple sentence calmly encapsulated the difficulties she had endured.

"When I was five years old, my dad finally returned to the Lin family under their pressure."

"It was also at that time that he realized that the Lin family was hiding such a shameful and dirty thing."

"I heard from Uncle Lin that it was the first time that the glorious eldest son of the Lin family got so angry. He scolded those people like pigs and dogs, and said he wanted to see the child despite everyone's obstruction."

"Of course those people didn't agree, and then he just took out his phone and said either give him the child or call the police now."

"He came to pick me up personally."

She smiled when she thought of something: "Lin Bo said that when I carefully poked my head out of the door, I looked like a little zombie."

"It's not a matter of being skinny, but because I haven't seen the sun all year round, my skin is very thin and white."

She looked at Xie Jiu'an and said, "Have you seen Sangsang? It's thinner and more fragile than hers."

What Xie Jiu'an remembered was that he gently pulled Cui Sanning, and her wrist turned purple.

He heard Lin Langyin continue: "Looking curiously at this person he has never seen before."

"But when he saw the few people standing next to him, he suddenly hid in the dark corner timidly and fearfully."

Her eyes were full of memories: "Then I remembered that my father, Mr. Lin, who was cold and cold, said, "Get out."

Seeking Xie Jiu'an's approval: "My dad is really handsome."

Reaching out his hand for her to lean on his shoulder, Xie Jiuan hid the pain in his eyes: "Yeah, he's very handsome."

The hardships she had experienced were brushed aside by saying that her life was not going well, but starting from the time she met Lin Zi, she kept all the memories as close to home as she could remember.

The fingers on the knees were clasped together, and Xie Jiu'an said: "Take me to see my uncle sometime."

Lin Langyin agreed: "Okay."

"Lin Bo said that my vision is very similar to that of my father, so I think my father will also like you very much."

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In Beijing, Quan Yu was sitting in the back seat of the car.

Assistant Liu stuck his head out from the front: "Mr. Quan, the lecture starts at two o'clock. Professor Chen will take you in later."

"Do you need me to wait for you outside?"

Quan Yu raised his hand and glanced at the time: "The lecture is quite long. You go back first and pick me up when it's over."

Assistant Liu nodded, hesitated for two seconds and said, "Are you really not going to tell Miss Sang Ning in advance?"

"No need." He wanted to give her a surprise

That day she asked him if he wanted to go and see it. Before he could answer, she said to herself: "Forget it, you don't understand this. It takes a long time, so you won't be bored."

"And aren't you very busy these days?"

Quan Yu raised his eyebrows when he heard this. Was this arranged for him?

Does she really think he doesn't know? He cares more about her affairs than she does.

When he first heard about it, he asked Assistant Liu to pay attention.

I also know that in addition to giving lectures, she also won awards.

Last year, she won first place in the top ten cultural relic collection restoration projects in the country.

Awards will be given today.

How could he miss this important moment in her life.

In the academic lecture hall

Cui Sanning was sitting in the middle of the second row. The lecture hadn't started yet, and the whole hall was filled with constant chatter.

The seat next to her was still empty, and the colleague next to her muttered: "Is there no one in the seat next to you?"

Cui Sanning took a look and said casually: "Maybe it's not here yet."

She is the youngest person sitting in front, and the person sitting in front of her is her master, Mr. Ji Rumei.

Sitting there, everyone passing by would say hello to her, and the seniors around her would communicate with her from time to time, responding calmly, humbly and softly.

I don't know what Mr. Ji turned around and said to her, but she was smiling happily.

The lecture hall is very large, with the industry leaders invited this time sitting in the front, while the back part is occupied by students or people who are interested in this field.

The award ceremony officially began, and the lecture hall fell silent. As the host on the stage read the names of the winners in reverse order, she applauded quietly below.

It wasn't until her name was finally read that she got up from her seat and walked up under everyone's gaze.

She didn't see that when she was walking towards the stage, Professor Chen from Gome took someone to sit in the empty seat next to her.

Ji Lao heard the noise and looked back. He saw Quan Yu. He thought for two seconds and said uncertainly: "A boy from the Quan family?"

After Quan Yu sat down, he said politely, "Senior, just call me Quan Yu."