A beautiful summer night

Xia Wanzhi, who had lived for twenty-five years, had never before entertained the idea of ​​digging a hole in the ground.

I used to think that Xie Tan wanted her to stay in the Xie family, but her sister-in-law was joking, since she was only talking to her.

But now these words are being brought up and said in front of others.

Xia Wanzhi then realized that this girl was actually serious.

She was utterly embarrassed.

Especially since Xie Qiyan is standing right next to her now.

Aunt Xie shut her mouth, but when she turned around and saw Xie Qiyan and Xia Wanzhi there, she immediately felt a chill: "Just kidding, it's just a joke..."

As an elder, and given that Xie Qiyan was dissatisfied with the fact that all the power in the Xie family was now in Xie Qiyan's hands, he snorted, grabbed his aunt, and turned to leave.

Xie Tan stomped her foot angrily: "I'm so angry!"

"Xie Tan." Xie Qiyan's tone was completely devoid of emotion.

Xia Wanzhi thought his tone was quite amiable.

But the next second, his voice deepened, and he said, "Go back and do your homework."

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

Although I feel sorry for Xie Tan, we should also teach her a lesson for her bluntness and childish indiscretions.

Xia Wanzhi inexplicably felt that Xie Qiyan was quite childish.

If I'm unhappy, I'll send him practice questions; if he offends me, I'll send him back to do his homework.

Xie Tan asked with a pained expression, "What did I do wrong again?"

"Cough—" Xia Wanzhi coughed.

Help.

Please don't say it again.

Xie Qiyan replied coldly, "That's right."

"then you……"

"You're in my way," Xie Qiyan said slowly.

Xie Tan opened her eyes wide, then processed what she had just thought about. Her gaze shifted back and forth between Xia Wanzhi and Xie Qiyan, and she seemed to be imagining something. She then smiled and said goodbye to Xia Wanzhi, "I won't bother you anymore. I'm going back to do my homework."

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

Hey, are you misunderstanding something?

Watching Xie Tan skip away, Xia Wanzhi felt a headache coming on and subconsciously scolded, "It's all your fault. You said something that made her misunderstand."

Xie Qiyan glanced at him: "What misunderstanding?"

"They misunderstood us..." The voice stopped abruptly there.

Xia Wanzhi swallowed back the words that almost slipped out. The leaves on the trees above her head rustled in the wind, and the dim environment made it easier to amplify one's emotions.

Especially the current awkward situation.

Xie Qiyan glanced at her expression without making a sound.

The night is beautiful tonight.

"Let's go, I'll take you back." Xie Qiyan turned and walked towards the gate.

Xia Wanzhi stood there for a while, processing what she had just learned, before catching up with him.

Fate is a strange thing.

She never imagined that one day she would sit in Xie Qiyan's passenger seat.

Especially during this period, she frequently visited his car.

"Do you often drive by yourself?" Xia Wanzhi was usually unguarded when she was immersed in her own world, and she asked the question subconsciously, completely forgetting that her relationship with the other person was not actually that good.

"Not often." Xie Qiyan answered almost every question.

However, the conversation was mostly disjointed, with sentences broken into disjointed segments.

Xie Qiyan turned the steering wheel and drove onto Nanhu Road. While waiting at a red light, he couldn't help but glance at Xia Wanzhi.

She is very polite in everything she does.

He doesn't eat while talking at the table, stops eating when listening to others, and doesn't use his phone when alone with someone.

If Xie Tan were in the car at that moment, she probably wouldn't be staring blankly out the window.

Xie Qiyan inexplicably felt annoyed that he shouldn't have made Xie Tan go back to do his homework.

Xia Wanzhi coughed intermittently a few times along the way, her voice very soft, as if she were being somewhat cautious.

As they approached the Orchid Pavilion Villa, Xia Wanzhi received a phone call from someone from the Lu family. Xie Qiyan heard her address the caller as "Madam Lu."

It was about work; she was asked if she had time tomorrow and could come over to paint portraits of her two children.

Xia Wanzhi agreed, and after hanging up the phone, she called Zhu Zi to prepare the things she would need for tomorrow.

The car stopped downstairs at the Lanting Villa. Xie Qiyan waited quietly for her to finish her call before speaking: "Portrait drawing?"

Xia Wanzhi paused for a few seconds before realizing what he was asking, and shook her head, saying, "Hua Meng."

"A child's dream," Xie Qiyan mused. "Quite interesting."

Children who grow up in love even have their dreams recorded.

Xie Qiyan had received such love before, but his dream was shattered later.

Xia Wanzhi was somewhat surprised, and nodded in agreement, her tone soft, with a hint of a smile: "Indeed, children's dreams are all happy."

Xia Wanzhi has encountered many clients' dreams, communicating with all sorts of novel and bizarre dreams through painting.

Just as there are happy, blissful dreams, there are also dark, terrifying nightmares.

"Graduated from Beicheng Academy of Fine Arts?" Xie Qiyan's topic was quite a leap.

Xia Wanzhi was a little confused: "Yeah."

"Why would you want to become a dream weaver?" Xie Qiyan asked a profound question.

Xia Wanzhi was confused because she didn't think this was a topic she and Xie Qiyan should discuss, but after hesitating for a while, she still answered, "It's fun."

Traditional painters paint what they see with their eyes and what they think of, but she is a dream painter, painting what others cannot see or touch, what they will completely forget with the passage of time.

The car was dark, and Xie Qiyan's lips unconsciously curved into a barely perceptible smile.

"Thank you, I'll go up now." Xia Wanzhi unbuckled her seatbelt, paused for a moment as she opened the car door, and added, "Thank you for that day too."

Xie Qiyan's gaze lingered on her for a few seconds, his tone somewhat stiff: "How should I thank you?"

He could have simply nodded and let it go.

But when the words were about to come out, those three words just popped out.

Perhaps because it was the first time he had asked for a thank-you gift, he felt a little uncomfortable.

Xia Wanzhi had already turned her back to him and landed on her feet. When she turned around, she thought she had misheard. Her raven-feather eyelashes fluttered a few times. After thinking for a moment, she pointed her index finger to the sky and said, "Go upstairs and sit down?"

The surroundings were eerily quiet, the air seemed to freeze for a second, and Xia Wanzhi held her breath slightly.

The light was dim, and when the two looked at each other, they could only make out an outline. Therefore, Xia Wanzhi could not see what was hidden in Xie Qiyan's eyes, which were covered by his glasses.

In those ten seconds, Xie Qiyan turned off the car. Xia Wanzhi stared blankly as he unbuckled his seatbelt, got out of the car, and then walked around to her side: "Then, I'll gladly accept your offer."

Ghosts don't want your respect and obedience!

She could already picture Xie Qiyan's tone and expression when he rejected her.

But to my utter surprise, he agreed.

Xia Wanzhi swallowed hard, racking her brains but still unable to figure out how to salvage the mess she had made.

It took three minutes to get to the elevator, and Xia Wanzhi used those three minutes to numb herself and eliminate the unprecedented tension.

Inviting him up wasn't just a casual remark; she wanted to talk to him about the studio. But now that she'd actually brought this big shot up, her heart started pounding with fear.

Xia Wanzhi always seemed to like following behind people. When Xie Qiyan saw his own door, he subconsciously wanted to press his fingerprint, but his arm was hanging in the air. He stopped in time and said in a gentlemanly manner, "Please."

Xia Wanzhi: "..."

Why is it that this person can behave so well, while she is the one who is nervous?