Gu Quan was now somewhat embarrassed. This was different from what he had expected. No one had told him that Qin Yan already had a fiancée.
He smiled sheepishly and explained.
"It's a pity. My daughter studies at S University. She said she took a liking to you after you gave a speech there. You know how young girls are—they just want to know more about you. Since Mr. Qin has a fiancée, you can become friends and get to know each other."
"It's no pity. My fiancée is a very nice person. If Mr. Gu had met her, he wouldn't have said those things. I should have entertained Mr. Gu when he came to S City, but I'm very busy with official business. I don't even have enough time to spend with my fiancée, so I haven't had much time to make friends. I'm sorry."
Her manners were impeccable and polite, leaving Gu Quan speechless. Hearing her say that, he was quite interested in meeting which young lady it was, but then he thought better of it. He had originally intended to find a suitable match for his own daughter, but since she wasn't interested, he couldn't force her.
Remembering that there were other things to do, he decided to end his business for the day there.
"I heard that Master Huiming has returned to Qianling Temple. My wife asked me to draw a fortune stick. I wonder if Mr. Qin would be interested?"
Qin Yan paused as he was about to get up, then sat back down. He looked at Gu Quan and asked...
"Qianling Temple? Who is Master Huiming?"
Gu Quan was taken aback for a moment. That made sense; some people who didn't pay attention to these things probably didn't know Master Huiming. So he began to explain briefly.
"Master Huiming is a highly accomplished monk. I've heard that he's particularly effective at interpreting divination slips and forming good karma. When my wife was young, our family had some dealings with Master Huiming. At that time, our family wasn't doing well, and my wife was in poor health. It was only after listening to Master Huiming's advice that she gradually recovered."
I was just going to pray for blessings this time. If Mr. Qin is interested, you can go and take a look; who knows?
Gu Quan checked the time and quickly got up to leave. He had to catch a flight after his prayers, and he had promised to have dinner with his family, so he couldn't break his promise.
Only Assistant Wen and Qin Yan remained in the private room. Assistant Wen stood still, not daring to move, while Qin Yan was still thinking about Gu Quan's words.
If Master Huiming is truly that effective, he should go and meet him.
He sent a message to Yun Nuan but received no reply. He then called Aunt Lan, who said that she was resting upstairs and probably asleep and hadn't seen the message.
He asked Aunt Lan to go upstairs to check on the person. Once he knew the person was asleep, he felt relieved, buttoned up his suit jacket, and had the driver take him to Qianling Temple.
After Aunt Lan left, she opened her eyes. She had a premonition that compelled her to quickly accomplish something. She wasn't good at everything; things she could see in time but couldn't, wouldn't extend her life any further.
After receiving the boss's approval, she placed an order for each item: a platinum bag that Jiang Miao liked, figurines that Lin Yu liked to collect, jewelry that Guan Mingyue liked, a limited edition baseball uniform set that Xu Anbai liked, painting tools and a violin that Xie Huaqin liked, and Grandpa Xia liked to drink tea.
One million was far from enough, so she secretly took Qin Yan's bank card to use. She felt somewhat ashamed, as she still had to use Qin Yan's money in the end.
She held the card and silently said sorry, then began to pay for the rest—for Aunt Lan, Ah Cheng and the others, and for everyone else who had taken care of her.
Finally, it was Qin Yan's, which she kept as a secret and gave to him.
She still doesn't understand why Qin Yan likes her. Their first meeting wasn't pleasant at all, and their subsequent interactions were even somewhat dramatic. She doesn't dwell on it; she just likes him, that's enough.
There are thousands of steps leading up to Qianling Temple, with trees and babbling brooks on both sides. Now that the dry season is approaching, the stream has become smaller.
He looked up and saw the temple atop the mountain. He instructed his assistant, Wen, to take the documents back to the company and come back to pick him up later.
He went up the mountain alone.
The first tier: "May Yun Nuan live a long and healthy life."
The second stage: "May Yun Nuan live a long and healthy life."
The third stage: "May Yun Nuan live a long and healthy life."
The fourth tier: "May Yun Nuan bring you longevity and a long life."
With each step he took, he silently recited a prayer, and when he reached one hundred, he clasped his hands together and bowed in respect.
May Yun Nuan live a long and healthy life.
His suit made climbing mountains inconvenient, but he didn't care. The drugs in the lab were of little use to Yun Nuan. He had specially hired the attending physician from abroad. He had arranged everything he could think of, but it was still far from enough.
No one told him whether the surgery would be successful. He didn't have much to hold onto to begin with, and his parents had passed away after he came of age. He couldn't afford to lose Yun Nuan as well.
Xiao Yunli once asked him what he liked about Yun Nuan. Such a fragile and vulnerable person, constantly sick and troublesome, no one would be willing to rush to take on all of this.
Qin Yan was willing; even if he didn't meet her during the most difficult time of his life, he would gradually grow to care about her with each encounter.
Perhaps it was because she was too direct, too straightforward, too pure, but he was drawn to her again and again.
He would worry if she couldn't eat, feel heartbroken if she vomited, frown at the thought of her drinking medicine because it tasted so bitter, and frantically try to bring her fever down. His heart ached unbearably when he saw her wanting to leave this world; he couldn't explain why.
Love is perhaps just that inexplicable; no one can explain why one falls in love at first sight, or why feelings develop over time.
He never thought he would fall in love with someone, and after Yun Nuan, he never thought he would love anyone else.
Having climbed the steps, the gate of Qianling Temple was just three meters ahead. The gate was simple and unadorned, and the scent of incense wafted through the air.
"Your heart is sincere and your will is firm; you may seek your destiny at the Longevity Ceremony."
He licked his dry lips and looked up at the monk in the yellow robe, holding a string of prayer beads, his face calm, without joy or sorrow.
"Excuse me, which way does the Longevity Path lead?"
Huiming recited, "Amitabha, benefactor, please follow me."
The temple entrance was quiet and deserted, as it seemed that no one chose to go up the mountain at this time. There were two ways to get up the mountain: a cable car that goes up to the halfway point, and steps that go up the whole way.
He followed behind Huiming, not caring whether there really was a Longevity Path; it was just that the name left him with no other choice.
The temple bell rang, and Huiming, who was walking ahead, smiled knowingly and turned to Qin Yan, saying, "Benefactor, you have a kind heart. Today is a rare occasion for the bell to ring."
Qianling Temple has two bells. One is rung every day, and the other is rung on a special day. The last time this bell was rung was more than ten years ago.
Huiming still fondly remembers that striking the bell didn't require too many rituals; it was all about letting things happen naturally.
Qin Yan, with a solemn expression, said to Huiming, "Thank you, Master."
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