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

Xie Jiuan, who was missing at the moment, was on the second floor of the villa. No one else was allowed to come up here.

He was sitting on the sofa by the floor-to-ceiling window, wearing only a blue bathrobe, with one leg half-bent on the low stool in front of the sofa.

The bright sunshine shines on him through the floor-to-ceiling windows, shining white, but a grown man is whiter than the girl in the swimming pool below.

Her soft hair hangs down in front of her forehead, a little less pretentious and dandy than usual, and a little more quiet and well-behaved that is not known to outsiders.

No wonder Duan Qiongyu often laughs at him. He was raised by Aunt Xie as a girl since he was a child. This appearance is indeed rare.

Xie Jiuan was holding the magazine that had just been delivered to him, reading it carefully.

He was originally going to go play, but Jiang Xiannan told him on WeChat that the magazine was out and asked him if he wanted to read it. She could give him a copy.

He said he didn't want it, and the next second he called his assistant to buy it. After buying it, he sat here and watched it.

The last of his eyes fell on the photos she took while soaking in the water.

In the deep and dark water, a scarred hand came out of the water. Under the water, a woman opened her arms and looked up to the sky. Her eyes revealed vulnerability and determination. She looked longingly at the sunlight refracted from the water, which seemed to be close. It's so close yet so far away, as illusory as smoke.

Post-processing made the body sinking under the water merge with the iceberg, and the hand above the water stretched upward to grasp the sunlight.

The text next to it is: The reason why the iceberg looks majestic is because only one-eighth of it floats on the water.

Underneath the thin body is a soul as fearless as an iceberg. You have to remember that the moment your hand reaches out of the water, the sky breaks, the haze clears, and everything is getting better. Girls, please prioritize yourself, and please prioritize loving yourself. Final payment——wolf

Xie Jiuan looked at those photos quietly, and all that came to his mind were the scenes of her working, which were beautiful and sassy.

The clothes are not gorgeous, there is no exquisite makeup, and even...a bit sloppy, but the beauty is breathtaking.

Closing the magazine, Xie Jiuan calmly lowered his eyes and looked at the lively party below. He suddenly remembered what the old man had scolded him for: not doing his job properly and hanging out with your gang of friends all day long. You don’t even have anything to talk about, do you think you can do it yourself?

Holding the magazine in his hand, he was in a daze, as if there was really nothing he could do with it. What about eating, drinking and having fun?

Under the teaching building, the high-profile car was waiting there again, but Quan Yu was not in the car.

He was leaning behind the pillar on the side of the door of the teaching building, where the students passing by could not see him.

Wearing a black windbreaker with a half-turtleneck sweater underneath, he put one hand in the pocket of the windbreaker and answered the phone with the other, his face nonchalant.

Students passing by saw the car and whispered: "It seems that they are here to pick up Teacher Cui. They come here every day."

Someone asked out of curiosity: "A boyfriend?"

The person next to him echoed: "I've seen him a few times, he looks so handsome!"

Someone clicked their tongues and joked: "You are rich and beautiful, and you deceived our goddess. How can God be so unfair?"

Some people disagreed: "They shouldn't be boyfriend and girlfriend. I heard Teacher Cui call him uncle."

Someone nodded and said, "Well, it should be an elder in the family."

Behind the pillar, Quan Yu listened to the chatter of the person on the other side of the phone, and the corners of his mouth rose when he heard the word boyfriend.

But he stopped smiling when he heard the elders in the family.

On the other side of the phone, Duan Qiongyu said nothing, and he asked: "Quan San?"

Quan Yu came back to his senses: "Yeah."

Duan Qiongyu......

You're okay!

Just when his anger was about to explode, Quan Yu said calmly: "I usually push you away when I'm asked to go out. Why do you suddenly want to go to a special school?"

Duan Qiongyu glanced at the flyer on the table in front of him. It had been there for almost a month.

Looking back, he said casually: "Where do they come from and why are there so many?"

Quan Yu glanced at the stairs. Students were coming down one after another. Sangsang should have finished class. He said to the other side: "Aren't you afraid that you can't think about it? As an elder, I care about you."

Duan Qiongyu clicked his tongue: "You were the one who let me out, and you were the one who refused to let me out. Is there something wrong with you?"

The person he was thinking about came out of the stairs, Quan Yu followed him with his eyes, and when he saw that she didn't see him, he walked straight towards the car.

He called out to her: "Sangsang."

Duan Qiongyu, who was talking endlessly over there, suddenly stopped talking when he heard him calling someone: "Quan San, what are you doing?"

The call was hung up. Duan Qiongyu glanced at his phone and sneered. I won't argue with you. After all, it's not easy for an old man to rejuvenate.

The sudden sound from the side made Cui Sanning, who walked straight towards the car, pause. She turned around and looked at Quan Yu in surprise: "Uncle Third?"

"I thought you were in the car."

Quan Yu walked up to her and looked her up and down: "It's boring in the car, I'll come down for a while."

Cui Sanning nodded and walked forward with him: "Nannan said she won't go back."

"Yes." Quan Yu said, "She told me."

When going down the stairs, Cui Sanning was only talking to Quan Yu and accidentally stepped on something empty.

With a panicked sigh, Quan Yu quickly grabbed her waist and lifted her up. He strode down the remaining stairs before placing her on the ground.

It's like carrying an object.

The hand on her waist slowly let go and said seriously: "Watch the road carefully."

Cui Sanning acted coquettishly to please: "You can see, you can see."

Quan Yu raised his hand and poked her forehead.

"Thirty-three."

Suddenly, Chi Suizhou's voice came from the side, and the two of them looked up.

Chi Suizhou walked over with two other colleagues.

Cui Sanning greeted with a smile.

One of the colleagues glanced at Quan Yu beside her and said to Cui Sanning: "Who is this?"

Just when Cui Sanning introduced: "At home...

"Hello, Quan Yu."

Looking blankly at his third uncle who suddenly interrupted and introduced himself, Cui Sanning swallowed back the words "elder" in his mouth.

The two colleagues shook hands politely: "Hello, Mr. Quan."

Nine out of ten people in the capital have heard of the Quan family, but not many people have met Quan Yu, so it is normal not to know him. He is too low-key.

Chi Suizhou withdrew his gaze from Quan Yu and placed it on Cui Sanning: "There are no classes today?"

Cui Sanning nodded: "What about you?"

Chi Suizhou said: "There are classes in the afternoon, let's go have dinner now."

Cui Sangning understood. She glanced at the person waiting for her quietly and said to Chi Suizhou, "Then let's go first."

Chi Suizhou nodded, watched her turn around, and suddenly said, "Will the painting be repaired today?"

Cui Sanning was surprised, how did he know?

Chi Suizhou smiled and said, "You said the other day that it would be over within this week."