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

Su Mubai quickly reached out and grabbed the suitcase in her hand: "Where are you going?"

Song Shoushuang still put her hand on the suitcase without letting go. She clicked her tongue and glared at him to tell him to let go.

Su Mubai reluctantly let go of the suitcase under the warning in her eyes.

Then he asked: "I'm here, where are you going?"

Song Shoushuang pulled the box and said, "Do we know each other?"

Su Mubai stepped forward to hug her: "Xiao Bai, I was wrong."

But before he could hold her, his hand was slapped away.

Song Shoushuang took out her sunglasses and put them on to signal him not to move.

Then he said: "This matter is not over yet. Wait until I finish dealing with Cui Sansan, and then we can settle the matter slowly."

Now what she said is what she said. Su Mubai didn't dare to have any opinions. Hearing that she was going to find Cui Sanning, he could only flatter her and said, "I'll send you there."

After saying that, without waiting for Song Shoushuang to refuse, he took the box from her hand and looked at her with a smile.

She didn't want to hit the smiling man, and she came in a hurry. She took a taxi directly from the airport. It's not easy to take a taxi in his manor.

Thinking of this, Song Shoushuang said in a rather reluctant tone: "Okay, I'll give you this opportunity."

As soon as the corner of Su Mubai's mouth raised, she heard her change of topic: "But this doesn't mean you have a girlfriend."

Her face was slightly stiff, okay, whatever she said was right now, she picked up her suitcase and walked out.

Cui Sanning was busy instructing her newbie Du Zihe in the studio. The mobile phone WeChat notification on the cabinet behind her beeped. She heard it but did not move.

Her eyes continued to watch his repairing actions, and she whispered instructions: "Be sure to clean up before repairing."

"Avoid mold in the shade box later."

Du Zihe had just started working and was still a newcomer. He was stared at by her and responded nervously.

What he is restoring is a slate green bell-shaped teacup, which is flawlessly white on the inside and glossy dark green on the outside.

It has more retro charm.

The teacup itself is not very valuable, but it was a gift from her mother when her daughter got married.

So after it was damaged, its owner wanted to try his best to repair it and leave it in his thoughts.

He had mostly been exposed to calligraphy and painting before. Although he had also repaired porcelain, he was not very good at it.

He used to think that it would be great to be proficient in a craft.

It wasn't until that lecture that he realized how powerful his boss was.

Du Zihe once heard her say modestly, "I'm not good at repairing porcelain." He took it seriously.

But that set of Northern Wei blue glass bottles was so well restored, how could it be repaired by someone who was not good at it.

It turns out that what the boss said he was not good at was not really bad at it.

He asked: "Sister Sang Ning, do you usually use gold for repair?"

Cui Sanning looked at the movements of his hands: "It's not used much."

Most of the orders she received were cultural relics and collections. She wanted to restore them as much as possible, but it was not suitable to use gold to repair them.

She said slowly: "There are not many teachers who are good at gold painting in our studio."

"You have to grasp it carefully, learn it well, and open up the market for our studio in the future."

Du Zihe said a little embarrassedly: "I have put this skill on hold for a long time."

The more precious the collection of cultural relics, the more customers don't choose gold repair, so gradually he doesn't use it as much.

Cui Sanning smiled after hearing this: "Then you should cherish it."

"What a meaningful craft."

"Yeah." Du Zihe thought she was just being polite.

After a second or two, I heard her say seriously again:

"Jin Zhen, the flower blooming from the cracks."

"The grass and trees are growing luxuriantly, and spring mountains can be seen. It's beautiful when you hear it."

Du Zihe's eyes flickered, looking at Cui Sanning with unabashed admiration.

This was the first time he heard someone describe this craft like this.

Cui Sanning didn't pay attention to his eyes, but turned around and went to the cabinet, reached out and picked up the mobile phone on it.

He lowered his eyes and glanced at the phone screen. It was Su Mu Baifa's message.

An incomprehensible sentence: "You wish for yourself."

Not understanding what he meant, Cui Sanning replied with a question mark.

There was no reply, and she didn't ask any further questions.

When she returned to the office, she looked at the time and saw that there was still one hour left until she got off work.

He took out a small box from the drawer, opened it and took a look at the contents. The corner of his mouth couldn't help but turn up. It was a touch of Northern Wei blue that he said he liked.

Now she just thinks about what kind of expression he will show when she gives him the things when he comes to pick her up.

But he had no idea that someone had entered his home.

Su Mubai sent the person to the door and watched Song Shoushuang press the code to open the door.

He was about to help her take the box in, but she reached out to take it and pushed it in.

Then he turned around to block his move to go in: "What are you doing?"

Su Mubai smiled awkwardly: "Shall I go in and sit down?"

Song Shoushuang looked at him expressionlessly and answered silently,

Su Mubai understood and could only speak to himself to ease the embarrassment: "Then I'll go in and sit down another day."

He said angrily: "I've been quite busy these days."

Song Shoushuang leaned against the door frame and waved to him politely: "Goodbye, driver."

Su Mubai...

He nodded and followed her words: "Then call me next time you have a job."

"It depends on my mood." After saying that, he closed the door without giving Su Mubai a chance to react.

Looking at the closed door in front of him, Su Mubai was a little helpless. All the rejections in his life were given by these two ancestors.

When it was time to get off work, Cui Sanning carried his bag and went downstairs. Downstairs, several restorers were standing at the front desk chatting.

Whenever I see her coming down, I say hello to her.

The older teacher Li said: "Sang Ning, we have an appointment to have a dinner together tonight, will you go?"

Cui Sanning smiled and refused: "You go ahead, I have an appointment."

Teacher Li joked: "Who did you date?"

Just as he was talking, Quan Yu walked in from outside.

Everyone has met him many times, but they have never heard Cui Sanning say anything about their relationship. They have only heard her call him third uncle.

Looking at the person walking towards him, Cui Sanning quickly replied: "Yes, I made an appointment with my boyfriend."

After speaking, a group of people were left in shock and ran towards Quan Yu regardless of their gazes.

Seeing her running over, Quan Yu raised his hand to pick her up.

Cui Sanning took his hand and walked out with his arm.

Quan Yu did not miss the surprised gazes of the group of people at the front desk.

He allowed her to hold his arm and walk out. When he was outside and out of their gaze, Cui Sanning slowed down.

Quan Yu then asked her: "What did you say to them?"

Cui Sanning smiled and said, "It's nothing."

"Didn't you say they would look at us like that?" Quan Yu didn't believe her.

"Their eyes looked like we had done something to subvert their perception."

And he saw her talking to them.

Knowing that she couldn't hide it from him, Cui Sanning said coquettishly: "They invited me to have dinner together."

"I said my boyfriend asked me on a date first."