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In the designer section, Chu Xiangqing only wrote three words—Ye Nian'an.
In this way, she fulfilled her mother's long-cherished dream of becoming a designer.
As for the remaining seven children, they are now 22 years old.
They were admitted to top universities across the country, some delving into physics experiments, others immersing themselves in the ocean of code, and still others traveling through mountains and rivers to learn archaeology...
Everyone shines in their own field of expertise, about to step into society to realize their ideals and ambitions.
As for Chu Yan and Ye Nian'an...
The man requested a long vacation from his superiors and, together with the love of his life—Ye Nian'an, embarked on their round-the-world trip.
Late summer of 2000, Provence, France.
The afterglow of the setting sun cast a gentle golden hue over the boundless sea of lavender.
The air was filled with a rich and peaceful fragrance.
Ye Nian'an was sitting on the balcony of a stone guesthouse, holding a small Nokia phone in her hand, with a gentle smile on her face.
"San San, Mom trusts your judgment regarding that design competition. You're a professional designer, whatever decision you make, Mom will support you."
On the other end of the phone, Chu Xiangqing's clear and confident voice came through: "Mom, this isn't my design, it's yours. I'm just your 'executor'."
"I'm even happier that the 'Mother' series has been recognized by everyone than if I had won an award myself! Just wait for my good news!"
Ye Nian'an smiled and shook her head, her eyes filled with unyielding pride.
Before Ye Nian'an could even put her phone away after hanging up the phone, a pair of strong, powerful arms gently wrapped around her from behind.
"Are you talking about work with San San again?"
Chu Yan gently rested his chin on her shoulder, his voice deep and affectionate.
Time seems to have been exceptionally kind to this man.
Eighteen years have passed, and he has long since lost the sharpness of his youth, with a more composed and dignified air about him now.
But his handsome face remained unchanged; only the fine lines at the corners of his eyes added to his mature charm.
Chu Yan's gaze towards his wife remained as intense and affectionate as it had been eighteen years ago, as if it held the entire starry sky.
"yes."
Ye Nian'an nestled comfortably in his arms, turned her head, and kissed his resolute chin: "Our little designer is going to send her mother's 'masterpiece' to an international competition."
"Isn't that how it should be?"
Chu Yan chuckled and said matter-of-factly, "My wife's talent should have been seen by the whole world long ago."
Ye Nian'an was amused by him, turned around, wrapped her arms around his neck, and tilted her head up.
"Brother Yan..."
Ye Nian'an suddenly sighed, "It seems like we really have a promise that spans a century."
"Um?"
“Look, I married you in the 1970s, and now we stand here in a new century.”
"From 1973 to 2000, a century has passed. It's a wonderful feeling."
Ye Nian'an's eyes sparkled with tiny lights, like they were filled with stars.
Upon hearing this, Chu Yan felt a sharp pang in the softest part of his heart.
The person before him was his lost treasure, the only one he would protect for all eternity.
He lowered his head and placed a tender and lingering kiss on his lips.
...
The moon had quietly risen, its bright light bathing the earth and illuminating the purple sea of flowers in a dreamlike glow.
Chu Yan took Ye Nian'an's hand and slowly walked down from the balcony, strolling through the fragrant lavender field under the moonlight.
A gentle night breeze carries the fragrance of flowers, creating a tranquil and beautiful atmosphere.
In Chu Yan's deep black eyes surged a love more dazzling than the starry sky of Provence.
"A century is not enough."
With his magnetic voice, he spoke slowly and deliberately, making a vow that would last longer than eternity.
"Niannian, in every century to come, and the century after that... you can only be mine."
The smile in Ye Nian'an's eyes transformed into a tenderness that mirrored his own.
She tiptoed slightly and planted a kiss on his lips that was sweeter than lavender nectar.
"That's settled then, Mr. Chu."
Ye Nian'an raised her hand and gently touched his heart with her fingertips, as if she were stamping a unique mark that belonged only to her.
"In this life, the next life, the century after that... you, along with your heart, your soul, every cell in your body, are stamped as belonging to me, Ye Nian'an, alone."
This is...
This is the most perfect and beautiful ending of my life.
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The series finale is here! Hooray!
May every reader who makes it to the end win the lottery!
A man who is healthy will become extremely wealthy.
The woman is stunningly beautiful, like a fairy!
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