Chapter 64 Chapter 64 “No, the most important thing is you.
Lin Qianyuan was stunned for a moment, then nodded, "Oh."
Pei Lanqing looked at her carefully. He felt that she seemed a little dazed this morning, as if she was still not enlightened and didn't say anything.
He involuntarily bent down and blocked her lips, not going any further, just keeping close.
Lin Qianyuan was caught off guard. He looked into his eyes with his eyes wide open, seemingly unable to react.
After just a few seconds, Pei Lanqing suppressed his laughter and said softly, "Lin Qianyuan, you're blushing."
After saying that, he left on his own and went out to work.
Lin Qianyuan stood there stupidly, and belatedly relaxed her breathing. After a while, she realized that he did it on purpose. She frowned and fanned herself with her hands to cool down as quickly as possible.
Lin Qianyuan finished her breakfast while mumbling, and wanted to go back to her room to sleep for a while. She passed by the second bedroom again, walked in and stood by the bed, but he was not there, so she left quickly.
In the afternoon, the assistant arrived at the door of 2301, took a deep breath, and exhaled, his legs still a little weak.
She only found out who her boss was this morning. The name seemed vaguely familiar, so she searched for the art exhibition based on her impression, and it was indeed the same person.
The assistant was amazed that he had held a solo exhibition abroad before graduating, and suddenly felt under great pressure.
After a few seconds, she adjusted herself and raised her hand to knock on the door.
Lin Qianyuan heard the noise and arrived ten minutes earlier than the agreed time. She put down the tablet, walked out of the study and opened the door.
The tablet displays the assistant information received last night.
Zhou Su, female, is a senior this year, graduated from a prestigious university, and has good professional qualities.
Lin Qianyuan led the group straight into the study and handed the work over to her. "There's a joint exhibition at the City Art Museum next Tuesday. Tomorrow you'll be responsible for confirming the exhibition location with the museum staff and confirming the contract details. Once everything is confirmed, send it to me for my review and signature."
"I'll send my series of works to your email in a file format later. You can use it to create a chronology of your creations. This will also be a good opportunity for you to get to know me as quickly as possible."
After saying that, Lin Qianyuan waited for her. Seeing that she didn't respond, she raised her chin and said, "If you have any questions, you can ask me."
Zhou Su raised his eyes slightly and held his breath for a long time before he dared to let her go, but she still didn't have the courage to look her in the face.
The temperature in the imperial capital was rising at the end of May. The person in front of me was wearing a suitable charcoal gray suit with an open collar, revealing a white shirt underneath. The waistline was tightened. The overall style of her outfit was more British, but not as solemn as a traditional aristocratic lady. Instead, she had a bit of free and capable style.
She also wore light makeup, revealing her natural facial features. Her earrings were pearl-shaped, small and delicate, which neutralized her intimidating aura, but the oppressive feeling was still very strong.
Zhou Su lowered his head and whispered, "Boss, I actually know you quite well."
She received her undergraduate and master's degrees from top art schools in North America and has a solid academic background in oil painting. Her works often use dark archetypes from mythology or literature to narrate stories that are melancholic and heavy, with a unique style, making her famous in the art world.
Lin Qianyuan nodded slightly, but didn't ask her how she knew him. He didn't seem interested in it either. "Do you have any other questions?"
Zhou Su looked around and asked hesitantly, "Is this... your residence? You..."
Lin Qianyuan glanced at her, crossed his legs, and motioned for her to continue.
Zhou Su stood beside the sofa in the study, smiling awkwardly, "I just want to know if I'll come here to see you in the future."
Lin Qianyuan nodded, seemingly casually shifting his gaze from her face to the edge of her skirt, and said nonchalantly, "When and where do you want to meet me? Just wait for my notification."
Zhou Su quickly agreed, "Okay."
Lin Qianyuan stood up, leaned forward slightly, and stared into her eyes without any scruples. "Don't be curious about my private life."
Zhou Su was stunned for a moment, then turned back to look at the person sitting at the desk, feeling guilty and not daring to look any further. "I understand."
She was a little curious.
Although this community has a good location and an upscale environment, it is different from what she imagined a painter's residence to be, especially for a painter like her who became famous at a young age.
The bookshelves are filled with legal books, the desk is clean, and there is nothing art-related to see, so it is inevitable that one can't help but speculate.
Zhou Su walked into the elevator and started complaining to his friends on his phone, "This is terrifying! I seriously suspect my biggest problem in the future will be how I breathe at work."
My friend laughed and said it wasn’t that scary.
Zhou Su complained to her phone screen, "Yes, very much. She looks much more serious in person than in the magazine pictures. I guess she doesn't even smile."
When the elevator reached the first floor, Zhou Su pressed the voice button and said seriously, "I don't know if she can eat or sleep. I always feel that she is not like an ordinary person. Maybe she lives on immortal energy."
My friend was amused by this sentence and sent me a long string of hahahahahaha.
Zhou Su said that she couldn't laugh at all. Just as she was about to type, her mailbox reminded her that she had received a new email. It was the series of works files that Lin Qianyuan had just mentioned. She immediately clicked to download and replied that she had received it.
Lin Qianyuan turned off her computer and started thinking about something on paper. In addition to displaying the exhibits, she also needed to attend a lecture as a guest on the opening day to share overseas art concepts.
She had just returned to China, and this was undoubtedly a good opportunity to build her academic reputation and high-quality connections.
Lin Qianyuan sat in the study for the whole afternoon. In the evening, Pei Lanqing returned home. The door of the study was not closed tightly yet. Through a crack, he saw that she was busy. He closed the door quietly without disturbing her.
He waited until almost seven o'clock before he raised his hand to knock on the door, and then the door was opened from the inside.
Pei Lanqing raised his eyes to look at her, and said with an apologetic smile, "We're short of some cooking ingredients at home. I haven't had time to make dinner yet, so I'm planning to go to the supermarket. Do you want to go?"
Lin Qianyuan had been working at his desk for a long time, his eyes felt dry, and he blinked quickly a few times, "Hmm."
Pei Lanqing approached her and put his hand over her eyes. "How long have you been sitting here?"
Lin Qianyuan closed her eyes, letting the warmth of his palm ease her discomfort. Darkness filled her vision, and her hand instinctively found the corner of his shirt and grabbed it. "One afternoon."
After lunch, Pei Lanqing gently pressed the area around his eyeballs to promote blood circulation. "Did you do this often before?"
Sitting there alone, busy until the evening.
Lin Qianyuan thought about it and said, "Hmm."
"Will you remember to eat when you're done?"
“Sometimes I can, sometimes I can’t.”
After saying that, Lin Qianyuan noticed that he paused for a moment, and she said honestly, "Maybe I'm used to being hungry, so eating is not a very important thing for me."
Pei Lanqing frowned imperceptibly and put down his hand, "How can it not be a very important matter?"
“It’s the most important thing.”
Lin Qianyuan slowly opened his eyes and looked at him intently, "No, the most important thing is you."
Pei Lanqing's mind went blank for a moment, and then he understood everything. His ears turned red and the corners of his mouth couldn't help but rise slightly.
Is this considered a complete enlightenment?
He leaned over and kissed her cheek, "I don't count."
"Yes, why not?" Lin Qianyuan said seriously, repeating solemnly, "You are the most important."
Pei Lanqing lowered his head and rested it on her shoulder, then suddenly laughed, "Lin Qianyuan, I'm very happy."
Lin Qianyuan's eyes flickered slightly, and she slowly lowered her eyes and responded, "Oh." After a long moment, she whispered, "Me too, I'm a little happy."
Pei Lanqing's smile deepened, and his hand found hers, holding it tightly. "Shall we go out?"
Lin Qianyuan was dazzled by the smile on his face and unconsciously retracted her hand. She didn't pull it back, and said shyly, "Okay."
Pei Lanqing rarely saw her like this, so he observed her for a few more seconds. She didn't look away, so he lowered his head and smiled.
Perhaps he was possessed, he found her more and more interesting, when she nodded to everything he said, when she spoke sweet words with a stern face, and when she pretended to be shy and calm with a slight blush on her cheeks.
Lin Qianyuan didn't know what he was laughing at, but after she noticed it, she seemed to be smiling too.
The city's plane trees enter the nightscape, their streetlights casting a halo of light overhead, tinging the drooping branches. The evening breeze, carrying the bustling sounds of people, creates a peaceful and vibrant atmosphere.
Lin Qianyuan rarely goes to the supermarket. To be more precise, this is the second time, and the first time was with him.
At that time, her hearing had not yet recovered and she could not adapt quickly to the unfamiliar environment. The only thing she was familiar with was him, and they followed him closely every step of the way, and it was obviously the same now.
She didn't expect that there would be so many people in the supermarket tonight. She had been to crowded places before, but most of them were quiet and not lively enough.
Lin Qianyuan felt a little uncomfortable. He didn't even bother to look around. He held the arm of the person next to him tightly and followed him.
Pei Lanqing was pushed to the side by her, making room for her. Unaware of this, she came over again. He had nowhere to retreat and tried to explain to her in a gentle voice, "Tomorrow is the weekend, so it seems there are more people here tonight."
Lin Qianyuan nodded, still not letting go.
Pei Lanqing smiled and simply let her go. He took her hand in his palm and slowly strolled around the fresh food area.
Lin Qianyuan took a few steps and looked around distractedly. There were all kinds of people around him, including office workers talking on the phone, young couples, or parents shopping with their children. The children sat in the shopping cart and clamored to buy toys. You could also see elderly couples who supported each other.
After standing for a long time, my ears were filled with real and trivial daily conversations, full of human touch.
Lin Qianyuan's gaze suddenly fell on a place where a man and a woman were standing. They were excitedly discussing how to reward their daughter who had just won first place.
My daughter likes to eat shrimp. My wife looked at the price of shrimp and felt a little distressed. "This is too expensive." After saying that, she hesitated for two seconds, looked up and asked, "Do you want to buy some?"
The husband watched the whole thing with a smile, put his arm around her shoulders, and whispered, "My salary will be paid tomorrow. Your performance this month is good, so your salary will increase..."
He held up three fingers and remained silent.
The wife was surprised. "Three thousand? It's increased so much."
The husband put his hand down and picked up a box of shrimps in a pretentious manner. He mumbled, "It's okay. There aren't many."
His wife raised her hand and hit his shoulder, scolding him: "Stop talking nonsense. You will definitely not get this much money next month."
The husband shook his head, extremely optimistic. "Why say that now? Next month is always next month's matter. Let's make the most of this month first."
As they were talking, the two of them pushed the shopping cart away.
Lin Qianyuan retracted his gaze, took a few more steps, and suddenly said, "Pei Lanqing, I want to eat shrimp."
Pei Lanqing had just finished picking out the vegetables and turned to look at her. She held her head high, a bit proud, not wanting to be refused. He smiled, not even thinking of refusing, "Okay, let's go buy some shrimp."
Lin Qianyuan walked beside him silently. She was not in the right state of mind for the rest of the time. After she finished paying and left the supermarket, she heard people around her ask her what she was thinking about?
Pei Lanqing squeezed her palm, as if sensing her depression, and said softly, as if coaxing her, "Talk to me."
Lin Qianyuan stared at his eyes in a trance, his mouth moved, and he blurted out the words in his heart, "I'm just a little envious."
Pei Lanqing looked down at the shopping bag in his other hand, only half understanding what was going on.
Lin Qianyuan didn't know how to start, and suddenly felt that he was a little pretentious. He just understood the couple's lip movements and actually envied the child in their words.
She turned her head away and stared at the ground quietly.
Pei Lanqing's eyebrows flashed with a faint smile, and he held her hand tightly. "Tonight we bought shrimps, which are more delicious when boiled. Tomorrow I'll buy some river shrimps and make you a bowl of three-shrimp noodles, okay?"
Lin Qianyuan turned around and agreed without hesitation, "Okay."
Her depressed mood was swept away, and she felt a little excited. She simply walked around to him and asked directly, "What is three shrimp noodles?"
Pei Lanqing thought for a moment and explained simply: "A kind of pasta."
Lin Qianyuan felt a little resentful when she heard this. Why did he have to say this? She was not stupid.
Pei Lanqing looked into her eyes, suddenly curled the corners of his lips, bent down slightly, and stared at her meaningfully.
Lin Qianyuan turned her head and looked around. Seeing no one, she leaned forward and kissed him gently to show her flattery.
Pei Lanqing was slightly stunned for a moment, not expecting it to be a kiss. Then he smiled softly, "This is a kind of seasonal noodle dish from the south of the Yangtze River. It is only available at this time of year, in late spring and early summer. Because in this season, the female river shrimps in the basin will carry a large number of eggs, and the shrimp roe is plump. The three shrimps refer to the shrimp roe, shrimp brain and shrimp meat, which are hand-picked from the seasonal river shrimps. It tastes extremely delicious when paired with soup noodles or mixed noodles."
Lin Qianyuan was so greedy after hearing this that he swallowed unconsciously. Suddenly he realized something and asked, "You're not going to work tomorrow?"
"Well, on weekends, I work overtime at home."
Lin Qianyuan clenched his hand tightly and walked into the residential complex with him. Everything she was thinking about was clearly visible on her face, and she couldn't suppress the corners of her mouth. "Because of me?"
Pei Lanqing looked back at her and couldn't help but smile. The words she said were the same as what he heard in the law firm this afternoon.
They had planned to have dinner together that weekend, but he declined with a slightly apologetic tone. He then heard someone ask, "Is it because of that person at home?" Before he could say anything, a group of people started jokingly, "Your family is too strict. It's fine if you only control your commute, but also your weekends?"
Pei Lanqing smiled calmly after hearing this, "Not really, my family doesn't really care, I'm more self-aware."
The ladies at the dinner table applauded and urged the men to learn from them, saying that no matter they were married or single, only by doing so could they protect their current or future families.
Lin Qianyuan couldn't hear him, so he ran up to him and asked in frustration, "Why aren't you talking?"
Pei Lanqing looked at her and smiled as he entered the elevator. "Yes."
Lin Qianyuan secretly repeated this sentence in her mind, along with her question, and then she quietly narrowed her eyes.
When they arrived at the door, Lin Qianyuan cleared his throat, raised his chin, and began to ask meaningfully, "Why?"
Pei Lanqing opened the door, his expression paused for a few seconds, then he changed his shoes and went in as if nothing had happened, his expression as usual.
Lin Qianyuan looked at his back, not believing that he didn't hear it, and walked into the house slowly.
Only then did she realize he had cleaned the house thoroughly, spotlessly tidy. The warm lights in the living room generously illuminated the entire room. The bouquet of white osmanthus flowers, carefully placed in a transparent vase, sat on the coffee table. The balcony window was half-open, and the emerald green Clivia swayed gently in the night breeze. Everywhere was filled with the scent of life, a warm and leisurely atmosphere.
"Lin Qianyuan," Pei Lanqing called her loudly in the kitchen.
Lin Qianyuan quickly ran in and answered, "Hmm?"
Pei Lanqing looked over when he heard the voice. Lin Qianyuan remembered that he hadn't answered his question yet, so he turned away and immediately changed his tone, "What?"
Pei Lanqing wanted to laugh a little, so he dipped a spoon into the sauce and put it near her mouth. "How does it taste?"
Lin Qianyuan lowered his head and tasted it, his eyes lit up slightly, and he nodded, "It's delicious."
Pei Lanqing nodded, prepared to use this to cook, and turned around to do his own thing.
Lin Qianyuan stood there as if it were her usual routine. After a few seconds, she snorted, raised her head, and prepared to leave.
Pei Lanqing stopped the person in time and said with a smile, "Someone asked me the same question as you today."
He washed the vegetables, wiped the water droplets off his hands, turned and looked at her, "I said it might be because I'm more attached to you."
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