The girl's mother's words reached Chen Qing's ears clearly: "Honey, I know you like this color, but why can't we buy them separately? You only need the pants; you already have countless tops. Besides, what if you wear out the pants? Are you going to throw away the perfectly good top too? That's not worth it."

The girl pouted, "But I really like the color of this outfit, and buying just the pants wouldn't match..."

The mother shrugged helplessly and finally pulled the somewhat reluctant girl away from the clothes.

These words were like a pebble thrown into Chen Qing's heart, creating ripples that spread outwards.

She stood there, looking at the abandoned light purple suit, and the plan in her mind to 'create a new category of sportswear and casual wear' finally came to fruition!

She walked to the brand area and found that almost all the sportswear sets were sold as a set, top and bottom.

Chen Qing was secretly delighted and excited, and the plan in his mind quickly took shape!

Whether sportswear can regain its popularity overseas depends on this plan!

After leaving the department store, Chen Qing quickly walked through the crowd to the hotel, where she wrote down her plans. She was dressed casually, radiating brilliance, and her eyes were bright and sharp.

Suddenly, Chen Qing stopped abruptly, as if his steps had been nailed to the spot.

Across the street, the man had a cold and somewhat weary expression, but he stood out from the crowd with his sharp features, deep-set eyes, and high nose. Nearly six years had made him appear reserved and composed.

—He Yuan

He Yuan seemed to sense something and suddenly raised his head.

The moment their eyes met, time seemed to freeze.

The noise of the world faded away in an instant, leaving only the reflections in each other's eyes.

The shock on He Yuan's face was quickly replaced by an incredulous elation and immense fear.

He quickly crossed the road and ran straight to Chen Qing.

He opened his mouth, his throat bobbing violently, but no sound came out.

My eyes, which were calmly operating the instruments in the laboratory, suddenly fogged up with tears, and then, without warning, they fell.

Chen Qing felt as if an invisible hand was gripping her heart tightly, causing it to ache and swell.

She had imagined countless reunions, perhaps with excitement, perhaps with resentment, but she never imagined it would happen in a foreign land.

Before she could even speak, He Yuan had already pulled her tightly into his arms, with such force that he almost crushed her into his very bones.

"It really is you..."

She is the living Chen Qing, not the Chen Qing in the dream.

He finally saw her!

Chen Qing had originally intended to maintain her composure and accusatory stance, but it crumbled amidst his torrent of tears and embrace. She tried to comfort He Yuan, but her voice had already become choked with emotion: "It really is me."

The two embraced tightly.

Like a person adrift on a boundless sea, finally finding companions.

They were revolutionary comrades and each other's greatest support. After nearly six years apart, their sudden reunion filled them with excitement.

Passersby stared at the two of them curiously. Chen Qing felt a little embarrassed by their stares and nudged He Yuan, saying, "Stop hugging, someone's watching."

Back home, if she touched the back of his hand on the street, he would quickly distance himself as if she had taken advantage of him. But abroad, he clung to her tightly in front of everyone. What a character!

He Yuan pretended not to hear her and hugged her even tighter, as if afraid that she would disappear if he let go.

Chen Qing stopped hugging him and covered her face with her hands to hide her ugliness.

He Yuan kept repeating, "I miss you so much. I think about you every day, every night. I think about you while I'm eating, while I'm sleeping, and I think about you whenever I have a spare moment. I miss your voice, I miss your hair, I miss your smile, I miss your tears. I'm going crazy thinking about you, Chen Qing. I really, really miss you."

Chen Qing finally shed two lines of tears of longing.

He Yuan gently nuzzled her neck, his tone becoming humble and hesitant, "Chen Qing, do you... miss me?"

Chen Qing looked up at the blinding sun, wiped away her tears, and said, "I miss you, I miss you so much, but I hope you're safe and sound. I'm so happy to see you're doing well today."

He Yuan was overjoyed. He cupped her face in his hands and planted a deep kiss on her forehead.

Their eyes met, and Chen Qing looked at him with teary eyes: "He Yuan, I love you more than you can imagine, and more than I could imagine."

He Yuxiang was instantly overwhelmed by a huge sense of happiness. He grinned foolishly and pressed his forehead against hers. As he laughed, a wave of bittersweetness welled up in his heart.

He felt that his son Chen Qing must have suffered a lot over the years.

Two people, each holding extremely high positions in their respective fields, embraced and wept bitterly on a bustling street in a foreign land.

After a long while, He Yuan took Chen Qing to a Western restaurant and asked, "What are you doing here?"

"When we go abroad to discuss the issue of branch stores, we mainly want to expand our international influence and raise the status of the Shengxia Sports Apparel Factory brand in the minds of Chinese people."

The idea that the grass is always greener on the other side still exists more than forty years later, and since it does, Chen Qing wanted to make good use of it.

"And you, why have you been wandering around outside all day?"

He Yuan suddenly remembered: "I think I've lost something!!!"

He was about to return to China and wanted to buy some gifts for Chen Qing and the children, but after seeing Chen Qing, he forgot everything.

Chen Qing jumped up and said, "Let's go, let's go."

Back at the coffee shop, thankfully the staff remembered him and asked, "Are you a couple who broke up?"

He Yuan's face darkened: "We are husband and wife!"

The shop assistant was puzzled.

Chen Qing chuckled and nudged his arm, which softened He Yuan's expression. He gave Chen Qing a large tip as a token of gratitude and then took his package away.

He Yuan became embarrassed as he carried the package.

I feel so embarrassed.

He hadn't seen Chen Qing for almost six years. He originally wanted to go back in style so that Chen Qing would admire him more. He didn't expect to embarrass himself as soon as they met.

Well, meeting her is already the greatest luck, a little hiccup is nothing.

The two returned to the Western restaurant for dinner, and He Yuan looked at her intently: "Chen Qing, you are so beautiful."

"You're so cheesy, oh my god, if you say that again I'll beat you up." Chen Qingzhen couldn't take it anymore. His eyes were like those of a pervert, making it impossible for her to enjoy her steak in peace.

He Yuan continued to look at her, propping his chin on his hand and smiling: "Chen Qing."

"what?"

"Chen Qing".

"What are you doing?!"

"Chen Qing".

"..."

"Chen Qing".

"Do you believe I'll really beat you up?!" Chen Qing viciously stuffed a steak into his mouth.

He Yuan's dark eyes sparkled with a smile as he ate his steak, finding a unique flavor in this otherwise cloying dish.

After finishing the meal, he continued chanting Chen Qing's name, just like a monk chanting sutras.

Chen Qing let him go and continued eating her steak. Domestic cattle are the main source of labor and are rarely eaten, so she wanted to indulge in foreign steaks.

After she got used to someone chanting mantras, He Yuan's voice became gentle and tender: "I love you." (End of Chapter)