Six years later, inside a Rolls-Royce traveling on the South Avenue of the capital, Nie Yu, dressed in a dark gray suit, sat in a black high-end leather seat. The interior space was clearly more than enough, but the man's long legs looked slightly awkward.
On the electronic screen directly in front of him, a woman was wearing a silver-gray school uniform from Louis High School. Her long hair was styled into a bun, and even the stray strands of hair seemed to have been carefully selected, each strand exuding beauty.
Compared to six years ago, her bone structure is more defined, and she has gained a more mature and youthful appearance. Her skin is fair and radiant, and even without makeup, her face is full of collagen.
On the electronic screen, the host, all smiles, interviewed Li Qingling: "Ms. Li Qingling, you have already become a world-renowned master of traditional Chinese painting in your early twenties. Just a few days ago, one of your works was sold for a record-breaking 600 million yuan at an international art exhibition. The Louis Art Academy even offered you a high salary to stay and appoint you as a full professor. What are your thoughts on this?"
The man stared nervously at the lively and adorable woman on the screen, his Adam's apple bobbing up and down.
Previously, Li Qingling had never publicly responded to the news that she would stay at Louis High School to work. The reporter asked her on a whim, and Li Qingling smiled and said calmly, "I am very grateful to Louis High School for its careful cultivation of me over the years, but my career plan does not lie here."
"Miss Gu, what are your plans after graduation? Are you going to return to your hometown, the capital?"
Because of her excellent grades, Li Qingling has been granted the opportunity to graduate early. After completing her last month of study in June, she will be able to graduate smoothly.
"I haven't considered it yet," Li Qingling said with a polite smile.
The interview quickly ended, and the camera switched to the advertising segment. Nie Yu gently stroked the red string on his wrist with his well-defined fingers, a faint sadness flashing in his deep eyes.
At this moment, the driver whispered a reminder: "Mr. Nie, we've arrived at the Hall of Fame auction venue."
As the vehicle gradually slowed down, reporters crowded around the Rolls-Royce's doors, rushing forward in hopes of capturing the moment Nie Yu stepped out of the car.
"It's too noisy," Nie Yu said lazily, propping his temple with one hand.
The driver understood immediately and took out his phone to give the order. Soon, dozens of bodyguards in black suits appeared at the entrance of the Hall of Fame. They were gentlemanly and aloof, blocking the reporters surrounding the car one by one and creating a passage that could accommodate four or five people side by side.
Reporters craned their necks, their eyes and camera lenses fixed on the Rolls-Royce's closed doors.
Half a minute later, the situation was gradually brought under control. The driver unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, respectfully walked around the vehicle, walked to the back of the car, nodded, and opened the door.
Wearing silver-rimmed glasses, Nie Yu stepped out of the car with his long legs, while simultaneously buttoning up his suit jacket.
His expression was indifferent, and his dark eyes, illuminated by his glasses, shimmered with a faint light. His cold and aloof demeanor commanded respect, yet also made people want to understand him.
"Mr. Nie! Did you attend the auction at the Hall of Fame's Art Gallery for the painting 'Stars'?"
"It's rumored that your involvement in public welfare and various investments over the years is almost all related to 'Ling'er.' The youth idol drama you invested in, 'Stars in the Eyes,' also topped the daily broadcast charts for nearly a month. Is all of this a coincidence, or does the word 'Ling'er' have a special meaning for you?"
"Since you took over the Nie family, there has never been any news about your love life. Is it because you already have someone you love? Li Qingling, the daughter of Mr. Ting of the Li Group, also has the character 'Xing' in her name. Do you two know each other?"
Wherever Nie Yu went, reporters rushed to ask questions. Several reporters even tried to break through the bodyguards' obstruction and run up to Nie Yu in order to get first-hand information.
Nie Yu ignored their questions until he heard the last reporter's question, at which point he suddenly stopped.
For a moment, everyone present held their breath. They didn't know what kind of temperament this young business upstart was, and even began to worry about the reporter who asked the question.
Nie Yu turned around, took long strides, and walked back to the reporter. The reporter was quite frightened, and his hand holding the microphone was trembling.
"President Nie, I...I..." His voice trembled as he tried to say something to defend himself, but when he saw Nie Yu's dark pupils, he became incoherent.
The next second, Nie Yu raised his hand and took the microphone that he was holding tightly into his own hand.
The reporters at the scene were completely bewildered. When they realized what Nie Yu was about to say, they frantically raised their cameras and microphones.
"Regarding your questions, I've heard them more than once. This is the first and last time I'll respond. There is indeed someone in my heart who is impossible for me. To me, she is like a light in my life, healing my dark and painful childhood. But I have never thought about romantic love. So I don't want to hear these questions a second time. Thank you."
Nie Yu spoke in a magnetic voice, his tone so gentle it was as if he were confessing his love from afar.
The viewers in front of the television were already completely captivated by Nie Yu's captivating and alluring demeanor.
But everyone knows that a very special woman has long resided in the heart of the renowned Nie family head in the capital.
Nie Yu's touching response video was quickly reposted by major platforms and websites, and within just half an hour, it topped the charts on all information platforms and websites.
Even financial news channels have started reporting on this segment.
After finishing the campus interview arranged by Louis College, Li Qingling returned to her apartment near the school. As soon as she turned on the TV, Nie Yu's voice, like a deity, flooded into her ears.
"She was like a light in my life, healing my dark and painful childhood..."
The man was still wearing the silver-rimmed glasses she had given him. Six years had passed, and although he could have had better options, he still retained the purest feeling from his youth, cautious yet giving his all.
Li Qingling stared blankly at the boy, past memories flooding back to her.
She remembered the boy under the cherry blossom tree, covered in petals, smiling at her.
She remembers the warm milk tea at the school gate, the smell of oden from the snack stall, and the boy's disdainful yet infinitely doting gaze.
She still remembers the boy's eyes, filled with despair and on the verge of collapse, as he faced death...
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