"Signature? Of course." Wen Ran smiled.
When the driver heard this, he quickly went back to the car to get a pen and the notebook where he recorded his gas bills, and asked Wen Ran to sign on them.
Wen Ran took the pen and casually asked, "How old is your daughter this year?"
"Senior year, the college entrance exam will be in a few months."
When talking about his daughter, the driver's eyes sparkled and he looked a lot younger.
After Wen Ran signed his name, he wrote eight words above the signature.
Smooth sailing and success in the exam.
The driver was so happy when he saw this that he stuttered. "My daughter has always studied hard. With your words, she will definitely do well in the college entrance examination this year."
"Sure." Wen Ran smiled and handed the pen and notebook back to the driver.
The driver took it carefully and said, "Thank you so much." Then he turned around and prepared to leave.
"Wait a moment." Wen Ran stopped the driver and picked up the nanny's phone and said, "Bring me the payment code and I'll scan the fare for you."
The driver shook his head and smiled sincerely. “No, no, I really don’t need it.”
Wen Ran insisted: "Give it to me. You sent me here today, this is what you deserve."
The driver hesitated for a moment, thinking that his daughter was about to take the college entrance examination, and finally took out his cell phone.
"Okay then, I'll use the money to buy my daughter something delicious. But you don't have to give me eight hundred, just two hundred will be fine."
When talking about the amount of money, the driver looked ashamed.
At first, he thought that Wen Ran must be a rich person since she came to the villa, so he wanted to blackmail her.
But she didn't expect that she was Wen Ran, her daughter's idol. Not only did she not mind him blackmailing her, she was also willing to give him an autograph.
The driver lowered his head and took out the payment code, too embarrassed to look at Wen Ran.
Wen Ran scanned the code and returned the phone to the nanny, who entered the payment password.
After a while, a reminder came from the driver's cell phone.
"One thousand yuan has arrived."
The driver's eyes widened instantly and he looked up at Wen Ran in surprise.
"Your daughter is in her third year of high school. She must take care of her health and get more nutrition. The extra money is for your daughter."
After saying that, Wen Ran followed the nanny into the villa.
The driver returned to the car, feeling both happy and ashamed.
After thinking about it, he decided that he should drive properly and pick up passengers in the future, and not bring shame to his daughter who is a senior in high school.
After entering the villa's living room, the nanny arranged for Wen Ran to rest on the sofa in the living room and brought her some snacks and drinks.
Afterwards, he called Jiang Yiyi and told her that Wen Ran was waiting for her.
Wen Ran sat on the sofa, the driver's smile just now kept echoing in his mind.
If a driver is willing to give up the fare in exchange for an autograph, he must be a father who loves his daughter very much.
Wen Ran lowered his head and smiled bitterly.
If Wen Tonghai could love his daughter half as much as his driver, Wen Ran would be satisfied.
Ever since Wen Tonghai became a vegetable and lived in the hospital, Wen Ran has not visited him.
She could not forget the harm Wen Tonghai had done to her, nor could she forgive him, but deep down in her heart she longed for Wen Tonghai to wake up and say sorry to her.
Wen Ran rubbed his temples tiredly, leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.
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The afterglow of the setting sun dyed half the sky red, and reflected on Jiang Yiyi's profile through the floor-to-ceiling windows.
She held a pen in her hand and was drawing on the paper on the drawing board.
The drawing on the paper shows an old man picking up bottles at a street intersection.
The old man has dark skin and a wrinkled face.
The painting is not finished yet, but the old man's charm of having experienced vicissitudes of life has been created by Jiang Yiyi's pen.
When Jiang Yiyi gets tired of painting, she will put down her pen and turn her head to look to the left.
There is a huge flower stand over there, with many African violets on it.
Standing next to Violet is Shi Yang, her art teacher.
Shi Yang was wearing a brown apron and was carefully pruning flower branches.
Jiang Yiyi always forgets the time when she sees him so focused, and Shi Yang has to remind her, "Why are you slacking off again?"
Jiang Yiyi's heart trembled, "I'm sorry, teacher." She quickly turned around, picked up the paintbrush and continued painting.
At this moment, Jiang Yiyi's cell phone happened to ring. She quickly put down her paintbrush and answered the call, fearing that the ringing would last too long.
Shi Yang likes quietness privately, especially when he is concentrating on doing something, he hates being disturbed the most.
This is also what Jiang Yiyi discovered when she came here many times to ask for advice on painting skills.
After answering the phone, Jiang Yiyi realized that Wen Ran had gone to Hejingyuan. She felt happy, but at the same time, she felt reluctant to leave.
Jiang Yiyi hung up the phone. Shi Yang had just finished pruning the branches. He saw Jiang Yiyi walking towards him with her head down, holding her phone.
"What happened?" Shi Yang's voice was more heartwarming than the spring breeze outside the window.
"I have friends coming to my house, I want to go back." Jiang Yiyi said in a low voice.
Shi Yang's expression remained the same as before. "Then hurry back and don't keep anyone waiting. Do you need me to take you there?"
Jiang Yiyi waved her hand and said, "No, no, I'm already very satisfied that the teacher can teach me painting skills. Thank you, teacher."
Jiang Yiyi stood up from the stool, glanced at Shi Yang secretly, and gathered up her courage before speaking.
"Teacher, are you free in a couple of days? I'm going to have a cocktail party at home, and I...I want to invite you. My grandfather also wants to meet you."
When speaking, Jiang Yiyi was quite reserved and her voice was very low.
Shi Yang almost blurted out, "No time!"
Jiang Yiyi was stunned. She didn't expect Shi Yang to reject her so coldly and decisively. This was the first time she heard it.
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