Jiu Ye, little ancestor, she is crazy

"Life is not just about responsibility, it also has poetry and distant places." Fenghuang looked at Bo Ling and continued earnestly, "Look, the moonlight tonight is so beautiful!

It's like the road of life, winding but always bright. You have to stride forward bravely, and time will tell the rest."

Bo Ling listened quietly, ripples in her heart, and the flame of her dream burned even brighter.

After a while, Bo Ling asked Fenghuang in a low voice: "Sister Fenghuang, if I leave quietly one day, will you be disappointed in me?" There was a hint of uneasiness and expectation in her voice.

Fenghuang looked at Bo Ling and gave her a gentle smile, her eyes full of understanding and support.

She whispered, “Everyone’s life has a unique trajectory. Your choices may surprise me, but no matter where you go, I firmly believe that you have your own reasons.

For me, courage and perseverance are the most important qualities. You just need to spread your wings and fly high. No matter when or where, this place will always be your warm harbor."

Bo Ling listened silently, a warm feeling welling up in her heart. She knew that Fenghuang was always silently supporting her from behind, giving her endless encouragement and trust.

But she couldn't help but ask herself, what was the real purpose of all this? Was it simply to transcend the industry and become a leader? Perhaps it wasn't that simple.

Bo Ling knew deep down in her heart that everything she did was more to leave something for Fu Jiuyan when she left this circle.

This deep affection made her willing to work hard for it. And Phoenix's words touched the softest part of her heart, making her eyes gradually moist.

However, Bo Ling also clearly knew that the life she really wanted was not just about money and power. She also wanted the right to freely choose her own life.

To achieve this goal, she must muster up the courage and persevere in moving forward, even if the road ahead is long and bumpy.

Because only in this way can she truly gain freedom and happiness one day in the future.

But, silly girl, I don't want you to come back with scars all over your body. I want you to have your own life the next time I see you, and come back with smiles and stories.

Phoenix added softly, her eyes filled with anticipation. Bo Ling pursed her lips and smiled, nodding firmly. She knew that no matter which path she chose, she had to live her life to the fullest.

The two of them ate and chatted, and after dinner, Bo Ling returned to her bedroom. However, every word Fenghuang said took root in Bo Ling's heart.

The next day, after Bo Ling finished washing up, she took the Feng family's car to the site again, but today's project was really too huge.

Bo Ling needed to modify the layout, so she began to plan with the help of the decoration master. She carefully compared the drawings and thought about how to arrange the space more reasonably.

After long and arduous efforts, the transformation of the overall space was finally completed.

However, this is just the beginning, and the design details of each area need to be further refined and improved.

To this end, Bo Ling discussed with the decoration team and constantly adjusted the plan to ensure that every detail met expectations.

As time goes by, the space gradually takes on new vitality.

The originally dated house has been transformed into a bright, airy and modern space. Every room has been rearranged to make the space more functional and comfortable.

But the audience watching the live broadcast disagreed, and they expressed their doubts and concerns in the comments: "What is going on?

How could Bo Ling appear here?" "Wasn't she kicked out of the Fu family? Why is she still with Fu Jiuyan?" "What's going on?

Can someone explain this to us? " Bo Ling saw these comments and although her heart was agitated, she firmly believed in her choice.

At this time, someone who knew Bo Ling recognized her identity at a glance. He dug up Bo Ling's past identities and events on the public screen, sparking more discussion and speculation.

At this moment, Bo Mohan also saw his sister appear on the screen, and his heart couldn't help but surge. Why is his sister with Fu Jiuyan again?

Doesn't my sister know that the Fu family is in chaos now? Or is my sister intentionally helping Fu Jiuyan?

Bo Mohan was secretly worried, but he also knew that Bo Ling always had his own opinions and the decisions he made were probably well thought out.

Maybe she has her own plans, he thought, I should believe her and support her unconditionally like Sister Phoenix.

After all, everyone has the right to choose their own path in life, and even if it is tortuous and difficult, they must stick to their beliefs.

Bo Ling sat quietly in front of her computer, staring intently at the screen. Words of doubt and worry kept flashing across the screen, as if invisible pressure was coming down on her.

However, there was no trace of panic or anger on her beautiful face, only an extraordinary calmness.

She did not rush to defend herself like most people would, but gently moved the mouse and closed the windows filled with negative emotions.

Then she took a deep breath, put her hands on the keyboard again, and silently began to continue her unfinished work.

At this moment, she is like a flower blooming alone in the dark night, emitting a quiet and tenacious light.

At the same time, on the other side of the city, Bo Mohan stood in front of a huge floor-to-ceiling window, looking at the bustling street scene outside the window, with a thousand thoughts in his mind.

He thought of his strong and stubborn sister, Bo Ling. Ever since he learned that Bo Ling was going to take on the responsibility of renovating the house alone, he had been filled with worry.

But at this moment, when he saw his sister so determined to walk on the path she had chosen, he suddenly felt that he should trust her.

So, Bo Mohan slowly turned around, walked to the sofa and sat down, picked up a cup of coffee and took a sip, then the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he had put down the big stone in his heart.

Because he knew that his sister was so outstanding and would definitely be able to overcome all difficulties.

The days passed one by one, and before I knew it, half a month had gone by.

During this period, Bo Ling devoted almost all his energy to the decoration of the house.

From the initial design concept, to the selection of materials, to every detail in the construction process, she did it all herself and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.

As time went by, the appearance of the house gradually became clear.

The originally empty room is now filled with various exquisite decorations, and the rough walls appear smooth and white after being carefully painted.

The worn-out floor was also replaced with high-end wooden planks, emitting a faint wood fragrance... Every effort and every persistence of Bo Ling was like a magic paintbrush, outlining the perfect outline of this space bit by bit.

Although the outside world was still noisy, some people said that she was overestimating her own abilities, and some people laughed at her for being whimsical, but Bo Ling remained unmoved.