I chose to resist all these alone.

Choose to make her hate him.

Hate him for 3 years.

"Zhou Yunliang, you are just a bastard!"

He threw himself into Zhou Yunliang's arms and hugged him tightly.

Shan Yiqian buried her head and cried.

I don’t know how long I had cried, but Shan Yiqian was tired of crying and fell asleep in Zhou Yunliang’s arms.

Taeheng picked her up, he carried her into the bedroom and placed her on the bed.

Her eyes were swollen from crying, which made him feel distressed.

Bent down, he kissed her eyelids, went into the bathroom and twisted a wet towel to clean her cheeks.

I went to get the ice pack and applied her eyes.

“Cold cake.”

Suddenly, she shouted.

Zhou Yunliang responded, took away the ice pack, held her hand and kissed her lips.

"Xixi, I'm here."

“Cold cake.”

"Yeah, I'm here."

“Cold cake.”

"I am here."

A cold cake, a loud sound.

Fortunately, it's only 3 years.

Fortunately, 3 years have passed.

...                                                               

Shan Yiqian rubbed her eyes and felt a little swollen and a little painful.

Moreover, the throat is very dry.

I turned around and saw a glass of water on the bedside table.

Take it and drink it all in one sip. It’s much dry.

Is he not here?

He lifted the quilt and went downstairs, Shan Yiqian opened the door and walked out.

As soon as I went out, I smelled a scent and floated from the direction of the kitchen.

Is he cooking?

Following the smell, Shan Yiqian saw him.

With his back facing the kitchen door, Zhou Yunliang was busy.

Suddenly, he was hugged.

Zhou Yunliang was stunned and looked down.

A pair of arms wrapped around his waist.

Her face was pressed against his back.

Zhou Yunliang curled her lips and held her hand, "Wake up."

"Um."

"Hungry?"

"A little bit."

“It will be eaten soon.”

Licking her lower lip, she raised her face and asked him, "What are you doing?"

"Cook something delicious for you."

Shan Yiqian blinked her eyes.

Turning around and returning to the kitchen, soon Zhou Yunliang came out with two plates.

A plate was placed in front of her.

"Egg fried rice?"

Shan Yiqian smiled and took the spoon he handed over, "What did you say is delicious?"

Zhou Yunliang coughed lightly and sat down opposite her, with a plate of fried rice in front of him.

“Eat quickly.”

"oh oh."

Shan Yiqian held back her laughter and scooped a spoon with a spoon and put it into her mouth.

Zhou Yunliang stared at her and waited nervously for her feedback.

Chewed and swallowed, she looked at him, squinted her eyes and smiled, "It's delicious."

After a breath of relief, Zhou Yunliang also started to eat.

"Sisi."

"Um?"

"You..."                                                              

"nerve."

Shan Yiqian said, and continued to eat.

...                                                               

Editor-in-chief's Office.

Fang Keyi looked at the two restored paintings in disbelief, looked up at Shan Yiqian, surprised and surprised, "Yiqian, how did you do it?"

Shan Yiqian smiled and said, "Editor-in-Chief, since the painting has been restored, the exhibition next week will be held as scheduled."

“Of course, that’s certain.

Yiqian, Yiqian, you really asked me..." Fang Keyi said, walked around the table and walked to Shan Yiqian, patting her on the shoulder.

Appreciate, everything is in without saying anything.

After leaving the editor-in-chief's office, Shan Yiqian returned to her position, Lin Zhou ran over.

"Ichikan! I heard you have repaired those two paintings?"

Shan Yiqian nodded, Lin Zhou said in surprise: "You are too awesome! It's really too awesome! Have you found Chen Tian?"

"Um."

"Wow! You are!"

He gave Shan Yiqian a thumbs up. Lin Zhou wanted to say something, but was interrupted by a female voice with jealousy.

"But two paintings were repaired, what's crazy?"

"Oh, sorry."

Before Shan Yiqian could speak, Lin Zhou spoke first.

Holding her arms, she raised her eyebrows and looked at Lan Xinran who was obviously coming to find fault. "Which eye did you see Yiqian crazy?"

"you!"

Upon hearing this, Lan Xinran's face was blue and white, and she stared at Lin Zhou, "What's wrong?

You have her support now, isn’t it?”

“I’m amazing, it doesn’t matter.

What’s important is that Yiqian has indeed restored the painting and saved the exhibition.

If you do this, are you not satisfied with her and keeping the exhibition for our new charm?”

"You! Stop putting me on a hat!"

Lan Xinran gritted her teeth and pointed at Lin Zhou.

Lin Zhou shrugged and his hand was held by Shan Yiqian.

Shan Yiqian shook her head at Lin Zhou and said let it go.
To be continued...