A beautiful summer night

Jiang Baichuan and Yun Li were already in bed in the penthouse suite of the Star Bay Hotel, while the guests at the Xie family wedding banquet on the nineteenth floor were gradually leaving.

After the guests left, some of Xie's closer relatives remained, exchanging pleasantries.

Xie Qiyan sat upright, someone was talking to him, but his gaze pierced through the crowd and landed directly on one person.

His gaze narrowed slightly, tinged with hostility.

Before leaving, Xie Qiyan patted Xie Tan's head and instructed him, "Take your sister-in-law to the car and wait for me."

"Ayan..." Xia Wanzhi called out to him, but Xie Qiyan did not stop.

Xie Tan watched him stride aggressively toward Zhou Yu and felt a chill run down her spine: "Sister Wanzi, is he on fire?"

Xia Wanzhi smiled helplessly: "No, let's go, let's wait for him in the car."

Whether Xie Qiyan had eaten gunpowder or not is unknown, but his posture certainly looked like he was about to start a fight.

The moment Zhou's mother saw Xie Qiyan approaching, her body tensed instinctively. She forced a smile and greeted him politely, "Qian, you haven't left yet? Come visit your aunt sometime..."

Xie Qiyan was stopped, but he wasn't annoyed. He walked past Zhou's mother and said directly to Zhou Yu, "Keep an eye on your woman."

Zhou Yu paused, then asked, "What do you mean?"

"Your Zhou family's affairs are best resolved behind closed doors. If you allow Sun Lingzhi to get close to my wife again, I won't hesitate to deal with her and your entire Zhou family as well." Xie Qiyan said this, leaving the Zhou family's expressions unattended, and turned to leave.

Xia Wanzhi was still waiting for him; he didn't want to waste his time on these people.

“Son…” Zhou’s mother’s face turned pale. She turned around and grabbed Zhou Yu’s arm tightly. “That woman went to the Xie family? This matter must not be spread, do you know that!”

"How should I know!" Zhou Yu impatiently shook his head and walked away.

Zhou's mother wanted to stop him, but realizing the occasion was inappropriate, she swallowed her words.

She doted on this son.

After the engagement was called off, Zhou Yu was devastated. He knew that Sun Lingzhi was a woman who couldn't be brought to the table, but he chose to turn a blind eye to it.

But she never expected that this woman was so difficult to deal with. Not only was she pregnant, but she also wanted to use the child to get into the Zhou family.

She was also hoping that Zhou Yu would arrange a marriage to stabilize the current Zhou family.

The child cannot be kept, and Sun Lingzhi absolutely cannot enter the Zhou family's door.

This matter must absolutely not be leaked.

Zhou's mother secretly hardened her heart.

Outside the hotel, Xia Wanzhi waited alone in the car. When she went downstairs, she ran into Xie Tan's stepmother, who told Xie Tan to come back with her. Xie Tan couldn't refuse.

Moreover, she was originally going back to the Xie family's old residence. Xie Tan thought that Xie Qiyan seemed to be in a bad mood, so she simply left first to avoid being a third wheel for the young couple and to save Xie Qiyan the trouble of taking her there again.

Xia Wanzhi opened the window specifically to see if Xie Qiyan had come down, but instead of seeing Xie Qiyan, she bumped into Zhou Yu first.

Their eyes met unexpectedly.

Just before Xia Wanzhi could close the car window, Zhou Yu swiftly stepped forward to stop her: "Zhizhi! I'm sorry..."

Xia Wanzhi stopped what she was doing: "Hmm?"

Seeing this, Yu Fei, who was guarding the car, was about to come over and drag the person away when Xia Wanzhi shook her head with a light laugh. Only then did Yu Fei stop and stand aside, keeping a close eye on Zhou Yu's movements.

"Sun... I didn't know that woman came to see you. Don't misunderstand. Whatever she says is fine, just don't take it seriously. I..." Zhou Yu hurriedly explained.

"It's alright, I didn't mind." Xia Wanzhi casually changed the subject, and when she caught sight of Xie Qiyan, she politely said, "Excuse me, you're blocking my husband from getting into the car."

Zhou Yu froze, and after realizing what had happened, he let his arms fall limply to his sides.

Yes.

They really don't care anymore.

Xia Wanzhi's current attitude is that she treats him like a complete stranger.

Xia Wanzhi opened the car door for him from the inside. Xie Qiyan raised his eyes and glanced at Zhou Yu. Perhaps because he had heard what Xia Wanzhi had just said, he looked at him indifferently and didn't take him seriously at all.

The car door opened and a gust of wind blew in. Xie Qiyan sat down and then closed the car window: "What did he want to say?"

"Apologize." Xia Wanzhi smiled and asked in return, "And what did you say to him?"

Xie Qiyan scoffed: "Nothing, just warn them to stay away from you."

As the car moved forward, Xia Wanzhi simply chuckled and didn't say anything more.

Perhaps it's related to her marriage, but Xia Wanzhi is now in a very peaceful state of mind. She has let go of the past and firmly believes that nothing can affect her or her relationship with Xie Qiyan.

After the Lantern Festival, the festive atmosphere had faded, and the air around us was filled with only the smell of work. This year, Zhu Zi traveled from north to south during the Spring Festival. On the way, she had a meaningful holiday and brought back a lot of good treasures for Xia Wanzhi.

This includes, but is not limited to, local famous paintings, niche paintbrushes and paints, and cute things like graffiti boards.

"You wouldn't believe it, I spent the longest time in Yuncheng this time. While it's still freezing cold in Beicheng, Yuncheng is already warm and spring is in full bloom. If I didn't have to go to work, I would have liked to stay there longer." Zhu Zi happily shared the strange and interesting things she had encountered along the way, and she talked most about Yuncheng.

Xia Wanzhi wasn't busy these past two days, so she spent her free time listening to her talk while replacing last year's paintings on the wall with new ones.

“Yuncheng is a wonderful place. The people are kind and hospitable, and it’s definitely worth staying in,” Xia Wanzhi said. After finishing her work, she was called over by Zhu Zi to look at her sketchbook.

Zhu Zi is also an art student. Xia Wanzhi always felt it was a waste to have her as her assistant, but she couldn't go against Zhu Zi's desire to follow her, so she could only repay her in terms of salary or other ways.

"Is this Yuncheng?" Xia Wanzhi was amazed by the paintings in her sketchbook and sat down to admire them page by page.

"Mmm-hmm-hmm." Bamboo said with great interest, "It's in a small town. The previous paintings were all painted in that town. Look at this picture of a sea of ​​poppies. It's in that town, covering an area of ​​100 acres, planted with all kinds of flowers. It's amazing! I even took a picture. Here, look!"

“Yu Meiren?” Xia Wanzhi flipped through a few real pictures and was surprised to find them somewhat familiar. Sure enough, when she saw a sign picture that she remembered, she smiled and said, “Youqin Town, I also went there during the summer vacation of my first year of high school.”

Bamboo's eyes widened: "First year of high school? That must have been ten years ago, right? This flower-filled town has been around for ten years?"

Xia Wanzhi looked thoughtful and continued flipping through the photos: "No mistake, the signs are all here, it's just that the flower field back then was a large field of blue philodendrons."

Having been to too many places and seen too many landscapes and people, Xia Wanzhi's mind couldn't store it all. Some distant memories had been buried deep down, but seeing these pictures now awakened those memories.

“There’s a love story in this town.” Xia Wanzhi rested her chin on her hand and smiled as she told the story under Zhu Zi’s expectant gaze. “The owner of this sea of ​​flowers is the owner of the guesthouse on the outskirts of the town. He planted these more than 100 acres of flowers just to please his sweetheart and make her smile.”

Bamboo cupped her face in her hands, her eyes sparkling: "What an absolutely beautiful love story."

After feeling envious, Zhu Zi returned to reality and frowned: "Wait a minute, the owner of that guesthouse on the outskirts of town is a very young woman."

"A woman?" Xia Wanzhi wrinkled her nose. "That's possible. The boss probably took his sweetheart and ran away to another place."

Bamboo pursed her lips and sighed softly, "That's a real pity. I didn't get to see the boss, nor did I get to see the boss's sweetheart."

Xia Wanzhi smiled, her eyes lowered as she pondered something.

"Since you know this story, didn't you leave anything worth remembering?" Bamboo leaned closer and blinked.

She was certain that Xia Wanzhi went to Yuncheng during the summer vacation of her first year of high school to sketch and find inspiration.

Upon being reminded, Xia Wanzhi slammed her hand on the table: "I remember now, I drew a picture for the boss's sweetheart."