Chapter 76 Chapter 76 "No, I'm married." ...
After saying that, Lin Qianyuan, who hadn't heard anything for a long time, asked sincerely, "Can you hear me?"
"Yes," Pei Lanqing slowly came back to his senses, lowered his eyes and smiled, and continued to stare at a certain spot on the table. "Lin Qianyuan, I don't want anything. If I have to say, I miss you a lot."
Lin Qianyuan silently put her phone away, her cheeks flushed unconsciously, her eyes wandering. After taking a deep breath, she brought her phone closer and said, "Then I'll buy whatever I see."
Perhaps guessing what he would say, she spoke calmly and steadily, "You know what? I'm not short of money."
Pei Lanqing had seen the balance on her card before and couldn't refute it. "Yes, I know."
Lin Qianyuan raised an eyebrow. "It's good that you know. So I'll just give it to you if I want to. Money can't be taken away, so there's no need to save it. You can earn it back after spending it."
"I forgot to tell you," Lin Qianyuan lowered her head, dipped her fingers in some phthalocyanine blue paint, and smeared it on the skirt that was already stained with paint.
In less than a minute, a flower shape appeared there.
Lin Qianyuan looked at the place carefully and smiled, "I can make a lot of money too."
Pei Lanqing knew the price of one of her paintings, and couldn't refute it. "Yeah."
Lin Qianyuan raised her head, wondering if she had anything else to add. Before she could think of anything, she heard the person opposite her ask her, "Lin Qianyuan, when will you be back?"
Lin Qianyuan remembered that he knew how long he would stay here, and was a little confused, but still answered.
Pei Lanqing lowered his eyes for a long time, then hummed softly, as if regaining his attention. "I'll wait for you at home."
Lin Qianyuan liked to hear him say this, and her eyes suddenly brightened. "I will also try to go home early."
Pei Lanqing smiled, "Are you working now?"
"Yes," Lin Qianyuan nodded, "I'm in the studio."
She lowered her head to continue grinding the paint for painting. She glanced at the time on her phone and belatedly realized, "Are you at the law firm?"
"Yeah, I just arrived." Pei Lanqing turned on his computer and smiled again. "I've been arriving late lately."
"Why?"
"I couldn't sleep at night."
Lin Qianyuan paused after hearing this, "Insomnia?"
Pei Lanqing remained silent and stated the fact, "Because you're not here."
He spoke so naturally that Lin Qianyuan raised his hand to touch his ear unnaturally, put it close to the receiver, and spoke in a very low volume, but with great sincerity, "I am the same as you."
Pei Lanqing was really at a loss for what to do with her. His heart softened, but he deliberately suppressed a smile and asked, "Why haven't I heard you mention it before?"
Lin Qianyuan pondered for a moment, "You didn't ask me."
Pei Lanqing laughed after hearing this, nodded, and humbly accepted the suggestion. "Okay, I will definitely not forget to ask you first next time."
Lin Qianyuan nodded lightly.
Someone knocked on the studio door again. She looked in the direction of the sound but did not get up immediately.
Pei Lanqing also heard the knock on the door and quickly reminded him, "Remember to send me a message when you return to your residence tonight."
"Yeah, I know." Lin Qianyuan was used to hearing his instructions and immediately promised, "I'll send it as soon as I get back."
Pei Lanqing believed her, but after all, they were too far away to be completely reassured, so he had to speak again: "Please be careful outside."
"Yeah," Lin Qianyuan especially loved hearing him say this. Before hanging up, she murmured into the receiver, "Pei Lanqing, I miss you too."
Pei Lanqing looked at the phone screen showing the call ended and smiled helplessly.
It can be said that he was able to speak up without being asked.
Lin Qianyuan put down his phone and opened the door of the studio.
Qin Yi had already changed into a set of clothes that were convenient for work, and said with a smile: "Ms. Lin, there is no need to wait until tomorrow. I want to end my vacation early and start working now."
Lin Qianyuan naturally would not stop her and stepped aside to let her in.
Qin Yi closed the door and finished her work. If she didn't hear Lin Qianyuan asking her to leave, she would find a place where she would not be in the way and sit down, watching her work quietly.
As he looked at it, Qin Yi decided to open the botanical information he had received that night. There was no other reason, but he felt that as her assistant, he should be like her and say something meaningful.
At noon, the nanny in the house came to remind them to eat. Qin Yi opened the door, smiled and said thank you to her, then closed the door, "Ms. Lin."
Lin Qianyuan nodded in response to show that he heard it.
She held the palette, her eyes fixed on the canvas, and said casually, "I'm not done yet, go eat."
Qin Yi guessed what she would say, "Okay," she turned and left.
The Tibetan family saw her coming over alone and smiled. He was no longer surprised by this normal situation. He raised his chin and said, "Sit down."
She fully understood and respected this creative habit. After dinner, she took Qin Yi to pick out a dress suitable for the occasion tonight.
Qin Yi was flattered and quickly shook her head. "No need to trouble you." She thought about the clothes in her suitcase and felt a little reckless. "Actually, it's okay if I don't go."
The collector was amused by her and said, "It's not a big deal. It's just a set of clothes. Don't be polite to me."
Afraid that she would still refuse, she made a quick decision and simply said, "Just think of it as me borrowing you for one night, how about that?"
Qin Yi still didn't dare to agree, "Then Miss Lin..."
Mentioning this, the collector smiled even more broadly and pulled her to the cloakroom. "Have you ever known what brands of clothes she wears?"
Qin Yi nodded honestly, "I understand, because I was the one who took care of all this before."
The collector raised an eyebrow and asked curiously, "Before?"
"Well," Qin Yi felt that there was nothing to hide. "When Miss Lin was studying abroad, I was her servant, responsible for taking care of her daily life."
"She lives alone?"
This question reminded Qin Yiwu of when she first met Lin Qianyuan. Driven by her inner curiosity, she asked Wu Ma about Lin Qianyuan's private life. She asked her at that time whether Miss Lin had broken up with her boyfriend.
What did Wu Ma answer at that time?
Qin Yi's memory suddenly awoke, and he took a step back, saying with an embarrassed smile, "I'm not very clear about that."
"It's been so long, sometimes it is, sometimes it isn't."
The collector could tell she was playing dirty, so he stopped asking, "Don't worry about her. She might not like my clothes, and..."
She pushed open the door of the cloakroom, walked to the wardrobe, took out a dress, and began to compare it with Qin Yi.
They are of similar stature.
The collector was delighted and couldn't help looking at it a few more times. "This suits you very well," she said, stuffing the skirt into her arms and asking her to try it on to see how it looked on her body.
Qin Yi said thank you, then she held the clothes without moving, "And what?"
The man who was busy selecting other clothes turned around with a smile, "And considering what she usually wears, it's completely appropriate for the occasion."
Qin Yi couldn't help but agree and felt relieved. Coincidentally, another set of clothes was stuffed into her arms. She thanked her and then took the things in her hands to the nearby room.
Two hours before departure, Lin Qianyuan left the studio and went back to his room to take a shower to remove the smell of turpentine on his body.
Although it is summer, the temperature here is suitable all year round. The wound on Lin Qianyuan's arm has not yet healed, so she chose a long-sleeved off-shoulder dress from the suitcase, put on makeup, and wore suitable earrings.
After putting it on, Lin Qianyuan stared at herself in the mirror for a while, then put on another necklace.
When Qin Yi saw that she exposed her shoulders, he was worried that she would be cold, so he returned to the room before going out and took a shawl with him.
The collector couldn't help but laugh when he saw this. He turned his gaze from her back to Lin Qianyuan and walked beside her with envy on his face. "Painter Lin, where did you find an assistant? You're quite clever."
Lin Qianyuan smiled politely and took a half step back, almost imperceptibly. "Online, but it has nothing to do with that. It's mainly related to her own abilities."
The collector nodded and said thoughtfully, "I think I can understand why she cares so much about you."
This sentence seemed to have a hidden meaning. Lin Qianyuan waited for a few seconds but got no explanation. Without asking any more questions, he pretended not to understand and nodded slightly.
The collector also changed the subject in time, "A few days ago, I attended a preview held by the auction house and fell in love with a piece of amber. It contains a complete flower, which is very likely from the orchid family. I don't know how much it will fetch."
They were heading there by car. Before the car started, she suddenly turned to look at Lin Qianyuan and said, "There are quite a few natural seawater pearl jewels at this auction. I think you might like them."
When Qin Yi heard this, he instinctively looked at Lin Qianyuan's ears.
In her impression, Lin Qianyuan's earrings mostly contained pearl elements, but today it was not, but ruby.
Lin Qianyuan was not surprised by her observation skills, but this did not apply to her. She had never had any interest in these things, and she wore them more often simply because she forgot to change them.
Lin Qianyuan smiled and avoided talking about the facts, "Maybe."
When we arrived at the auction hall, which was well air-conditioned, the collector was chatting with other business partners, occasionally chuckling, and dealing with all kinds of people with ease.
Qin Yi, who had just put away his excitement, rubbed his arms and handed the shawl he had prepared long ago to Lin Qianyuan, "Miss Lin, please be careful not to catch a cold."
"Yes," Lin Qianyuan took it and planned to drape it over his shoulders.
Just then, a couple sat down three rows in front of her.
The man was dressed in a suit and tie, looking gentle and elegant, with no trace of his middle age. The woman was wearing a moon-white cheongsam. Perhaps because she was afraid of the cold, she also had a shawl of the same color draped over her shoulders. It was soft and elegant, with the silk thread shiny and lustrous, like Suzhou embroidery.
Looking down, she saw the man's hand still on her waist.
The two seemed very close.
Lin Qianyuan raised her eyes expressionlessly and bumped into Lin Fusheng's. Her hands that were tightly holding the shawl suddenly loosened. She looked at him as if she didn't see him. She looked away like a stranger, lowered her head, and covered her legs with the shawl.
"Resurrection."
The woman who sat down first called him softly and subconsciously followed his gaze.
Lin Fusheng put his arm around her shoulders, shielding her from view, and said with a smile, "I met a former partner. No one else."
The woman believed it without a doubt and laughed, "I didn't say who it was."
Lin Fusheng hugged her tighter, "I don't know you yet. If I don't explain now, I'll have to coax you for a long time when I get back."
The woman leaned on his shoulder like a little bird, covering her mouth with her hands and giggling.
Lin Qianyuan tried her best to control her gaze, but she couldn't help looking at that slim figure. Once she saw it, she stared at it for a long time. The back of that person and the other person overlapped infinitely in her mind. The discomfort in her heart was earth-shaking and almost devastating.
"Are you okay?" The collector whispered to her, pointing to her face, meaning that she looked particularly abnormal at the moment.
Lin Qianyuan nodded and forced a smile. "It's nothing serious, just a little stomach discomfort, it will be fine after a while." After that, she continued with a relaxed tone, "I'm used to it."
The collector remembered that she hadn't eaten lunch and stopped talking.
Lin Qianyuan lowered her brows and eyes, forcing herself not to leave immediately. Finally, when the auction was over, she put down her shawl, stood up and left the table, "I'm going to the bathroom."
Qin Yi raised his head and asked, "Miss Lin, do you need me to go with you?"
"Need not."
"Okay," Qin Yi stayed where he was, putting away the shawl while listening to the collector talking about some financial terms that he didn't understand.
The sound of water in the bathroom sink never stopped. Lin Qianyuan washed his hands silently. His fingertips were cut by the blade and were dirty. Everything was dirty.
A moon-white figure was reflected in the glass mirror. She looked up, then lowered her eyes calmly, casually took a tissue to wipe her hands, and put on the ring.
Lin Fusheng was standing in the corridor. Seeing her, he stopped her without looking away and asked, "Are you in love?"
He stared at her left hand.
Lin Qianyuan looked over and clarified slowly, "No, I'm married."
Lin Fusheng asked calmly, "When did it happen?"
Lin Qianyuan was calmer than him, "I forgot, I can't remember."
"Forgot?" Lin Fusheng couldn't tell whether what she said was true or not, but he couldn't help but want to scold her, "You..."
Lin Qianyuan understood his expression and found it amusing. In fact, she actually laughed out loud and interrupted him without hesitation, "You are the least qualified to teach me about this kind of thing, right?"
She glanced in the direction of the bathroom, walked closer to him, and called him with a smile in his ear, "Dad?"
"Resurrection."
The discomfort that Lin Qianyuan had just suppressed surged throughout her body with these two words. The person behind her really looked like her, not just in appearance, but in every way, even in tone and voice.
His tastes really never changed.
Lin Qianyuan was sarcastic in his heart and said indifferently, "Let's go."
She returned to the car and, without the other two asking any more questions, she took the initiative to explain that her stomachache had not yet subsided. After that, she closed her eyes and rested.
The two of them were considerate and didn't make any sound.
Lin Qianyuan turned her head to look out the window, extremely silent. As soon as she arrived at her residence, she locked the door of her room and stood at the sink in the bathroom, washing her hands continuously.
Her fingertips were bleeding again. She drooped her eyelashes, remained motionless, and let the blood flow.
The ring is still clean.
Lin Qianyuan raised her eyes, and physiological tears dripped down her eyelashes. She wiped them with the back of her hand, turned off the water, walked out of the bathroom, found her cell phone and made a call.
Pei Lan finished her bath and sat in the study to work overtime. "Is it finished?"
"Yeah," Lin Qianyuan said honestly, "I just got back."
She lowered her eyes to look at her palm and said in a low voice, "Pei Lanqing, I didn't buy anything."
Pei Lanqing heard something wrong in her tone, let go of the mouse, and asked gently, "Why?"
"I don't know." Lin Qianyuan lowered his head and suddenly spoke slowly: "I just miss you so much."
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