He died to save me, and was reborn to be favored by him

An Ning is considered a special consultant of the studio. She occasionally comes to the studio to exchange inspiration with Qiao Wangshu and draw some new Chinese style paintings for Qiao Wangshu.

She and Mo Beizhou reconciled and were in a very good mood.

When you are in a good mood, inspiration bursts forth.

Qiao Wangshu arrived at the studio at nine o'clock.

An Ning arrived soon after.

The two had a busy day in the studio.

Five p.m.

Qiao Wangshu invited An Ning to his home for dinner.

An Ning refused: "I have an appointment with Beizhou, he will come to pick me up soon."

Qiao Wangshu deliberately prolonged the last syllable of the word and said "oh" in a teasing manner.

An Ning has a generous personality: "I'm not putting love before friendship. I just promised him first. You don't know, little curly-haired is becoming more and more spoiled. His eyes turn red at every turn, and he looks at me with grievance, as if he will cry soon. I really can't afford to offend him."

"I didn't say anything." Qiao Wangshu smiled and said, "I'm so happy that you and Xiaoqi have a good relationship. If anything happens to you two, Chen and I will have to worry about it."

An Ning smiled: "You and Third Brother have really shown me what it means that an elder brother is like a father and an elder sister-in-law is like a mother. You are a more responsible sister-in-law than my own sister-in-law."

Qiao Wangshu also felt that her feelings for her mother were getting stronger and stronger, but what could she do? As for her own brother, she said sternly: "When you get along with Xiaoqi, don't spoil him too much. Men, sometimes they spoil you too much and take advantage of you."

An Ning teased, "You can pamper Third Brother, but I can't pamper Little Curly?"

Qiao Wangshu blushed slightly: "Do I spoil him a lot?"

An Ning asked back: "What do you think?"

……

The two were talking and laughing.

We have arrived at Mobeizhou.

He should also get off work at five o'clock, but as a vice president, he is always more flexible with his time. He finishes his work in advance and leaves work early.

Qiao Wangshu wants to go home for dinner.

The three of them simply left together.

Not to die.

Cheng Yue and a few friends happened to have dinner at a nearby restaurant.

Driving by.

I saw three people coming out of the studio at the same time.

She pulled over and looked up at the studio's plaque.

The moon loves the North Star?

The name is quite abstract!

what for?

Cheng Yue returned to the car, took a mask and sunglasses, disguised herself, and walked into the studio.

Manager Yu Jinhuai saw a customer coming and came to greet her: "Miss, what do you need?"

Cheng Yue looked around.

I roughly understand what this studio does.

She looked at the counter, which had a heavy-duty phoenix crown marked “Not for sale”: “Is this… kingfisher feather inlay?”

Yu Jinhuai smiled politely: "Miss, are you an expert?"

Cheng Yue is not an expert, she just saw some of it on TV and in some short videos. She sneered: "I'm not an expert, I just know a little bit. This kingfisher is a protected animal, where did you get it from?"

Yu Jinhuai explained: "Kingfishers are protected species. All the kingfisher inlay techniques on this phoenix crown you see are made with peacock feathers instead of kingfisher feathers. What needs to be passed down in kingfisher inlay is the craftsmanship, not the kingfisher feathers."

Yu Jinhuai used to be the manager of a cheongsam custom shop. He didn't know much about traditional intangible cultural heritage crafts. But he was very patient and had a strong learning ability. Qiao Wangshu gave him a lot of information. During this period, he was cramming all kinds of intangible cultural heritage every day. Compared with professional experts, he couldn't compare. But he was definitely enough to manage and dispatch a studio.

Cheng Yue understood and laughed sarcastically: "It turns out to be a fake."

Her words were sharp and provocative.

He's probably here to cause trouble!

Yu Jinhuai was very patient and had a good temper. He continued in a very stable mood, "The blue burning technique and the use of peacock feathers instead of emerald feathers have existed since ancient times. It's just that the raw materials are different, so they can't be called fakes. All the works in our studio are originally designed and made by ourselves, so you can order them with confidence, young lady."

Cheng Yue raised her chin and walked out of the studio.

Having dinner with some friends in the evening.

Cheng Yue was absent-minded.

When she got home, she was still wondering what the relationship was between that studio and Qiao Wangshu?

Ever since she was slapped more than a dozen times by her father outside the Mo Family Manor and was forced to kneel outside to admit her mistakes and beg for forgiveness, Cheng Yue hated Qiao Wangshu and An Ning in her heart and wanted to see them fall. If she had the chance, she would take revenge.

Cheng Yue typed Qiao Wangshu into the Internet.

A lot of old news popped up.

Only then did she notice that Qiao Wangshu's mother, Qiao Wanrou, had actually founded a studio, and it was an intangible cultural heritage studio.

Is it...

What Cheng Yue guessed.

The next day, I went to squat outside the studio early.

It was almost nine in the morning.

Qiao Wangshu appeared again and walked into the studio.

Cheng Yue waited outside for the whole day, but Qiao Wangshu didn't even come out at noon.

It seems that this studio was really opened by Qiao Wangshu.

Five p.m.

Mo Beichen left work early to pick up Qiao Wangshu.

The couple went to a community called Tiansheng Huafu.

It is very close to Mo Family Manor.

The father and son of the Feng family bought the house there with the intention of being closer to Qiao Wangshu so that they could look after him at any time.

The young couple bought some gifts and visited.

It was Feng Junmu who opened the door: "Sister, brother-in-law, you are here, please come in."

He prepared slippers for both of them in advance.

The three of them walked inside.

Feng Junmu walked away and said, "Tonight's dinner was made by my father himself. It should be ready soon. You guys sit down for a while and have some tea."

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu sat down on the sofa.

Feng Junmu poured hot tea for them.

It's cold.

There is heating in the room, but I still felt cold when I first came in.

Have some tea to warm yourself up.

Dinner was great.

Meat and vegetarian combination.

A full table.

Both the father and son of the Feng family were dressed casually.

Mo Beichen and Qiao Wangshu had just got off work. They were wearing formal suits inside and took off their warm down jackets as soon as they entered the door.

Feng Zhenlin was happy in his heart: "Wangshu, eat more, Third Master, you're welcome."

Mo Beichen couldn't bear to be called "Third Master" and said hurriedly: "Just call me by my name."

Feng Zhenlin didn't bother to be polite with him: "Thanks to you for taking care of Wangshu all these years."

Mo Beichen smiled politely: "Shushu is my wife, it's my duty, you're too polite."

The meal was a joyful one.

Near the end.

Feng Zhenlin sighed: "Back then, Rou'er really liked the dishes I cooked, but unfortunately she..."

His eyes were filled with tears.

As the only son of the Feng family, Feng Zhenlin has been pampered since childhood and has no knowledge of grains. In order to pursue Qiao Wanrou, he specially learned how to cook. After confirming their relationship, he often cooked and sent food to Qiao Wanrou.

Those sweet and beautiful years of youth...

After all, there is no going back!

Neither Mo Beichen nor Qiao Wangshu said anything.

The atmosphere was quite heavy.

Feng Junmu quickly changed the subject and said, "Sister, let me take you to your room. If you see anything missing, dad and I can add some for you."

When mentioning her mother, Qiao Wangshu was a little absent-minded. After hearing Feng Junmu's words, she came back to her senses a little: "My room?"

"Yes." Feng Junmu said as he stood up: "The two of us can't live in a three-bedroom apartment, so I prepared it especially for you. Can I take you to have a look?"