The room in front of it is antique, and there is a red rosewood shelf that covers almost the entire wall against the wall. The shelf is filled with various wood carvings.

The materials used for each piece are extremely expensive, and the engraving work is also top-notch. Whether it is the characters or the ornaments, they are all lifelike, and you can tell at a glance that they are all made by everyone.

Mr. Li sat on the mahogany Huishi Zen chair, took out a wood carving from a red sandalwood box, put it on the Burmese rosewood desk in front of him, and asked Yan Qiu, "Did you carve this?"

Yan Qiu looked at the "hometown" on the table, and then compared the various wood carvings on the shelf, and nodded a little embarrassedly.

However, Mr. Li did not show any expression of dislike. Instead, he stood up and put the "hometown" on the red rosewood shelf behind him.

Yan Qiu didn't expect that he would put his own works together with those of famous artists, and felt ashamed for a while.

However, I didn't expect Mr. Li to turn around and praise him: "The engraving is very good."

Yan Qiu was taken aback when he heard the words, then raised his head abruptly.

"Compared to what you did before, you have improved a lot. It seems that you have remembered my words in your heart."

"Master..."

Yan Qiu didn't know what to say for a while, he knew that Mr. Li and Li Zhi didn't get along, and thought he would be unhappy if he came with Li Zhi today.

However, Mr. Li seemed to know what he was thinking, and said calmly: "Although I am old, I am not so confused as to blame others at will."

Yan Qiu heaved a sigh of relief after hearing this.

"Sit down." Mr. Li pointed to the chair next to him and said, "I haven't seen you in the antique market for a long time."

Yan Qiu just finished the operation and has been recuperating recently, so he really didn't go there again.

"Something happened recently."

"Are you feeling better?" Mr. Li continued to ask.

As soon as Yan Qiu heard this, he knew that Mr. Li already knew about it, so he asked in surprise, "You know?"

"Yeah." Old Master Li looked at him and replied, "Didn't you call me master, a master must care about his apprentices."

Yan Qiu raised his head in surprise upon hearing this.

In fact, the reason why he called Mr. Li his master before was because in Yan Qiu's heart, Mr. Li did teach him a lot, and he also sincerely regards Mr. Li as his master.

But he thought it was his unilateral wish. After all, although Mr. Li let him shout, he never officially admitted anything.

But the meaning of today's words is that Mr. Li also recognizes him?

Yan Qiu didn't know what to say for a while, so he could only call out again, "Master."

Mr. Li responded, looked at him and replied: "I have only regarded wood carving as a hobby in my life. I have never thought of achieving any achievements, and I don't think I deserve any apprentices. But you are very talented, so let the old man break it."For example."

"If you don't dislike it, come here once a week from now on. Since you have agreed to be your master, you have to teach something. You can't bear the name for nothing, can you?"

When Yan Qiu heard this, he immediately stood up in surprise and looked at Mr. Li, fearing that he would regret it, he hurriedly replied: "Okay, thank you, Master."

Hearing this, Old Man Li smiled, opened the drawer in front of him, took out a solid wooden box of blood sandalwood, opened it slowly, and pushed it in front of him.

"This is the carving knife I've been using all my life. It's a bit old, so don't dislike it."

Yan Qiu looked at the row of carving knives inside, and it was obvious that each one was custom-made, and it was something the old man had used all his life, so he didn't dare to accept it for a while, "Master, this is too precious."

"I'm getting old, and I don't use carving knives very much now. They are just put in this box with me. Why don't I give them to you, so that they can be used again."

After finishing speaking, Mr. Li looked at him meaningfully, "In any case, I hope you will not disappoint the wood carvings, nor these carving knives."

Only then did Yan Qiu solemnly take the wooden carving box on the table, and replied word by word: "I will not let you down, thank you Master."

Yan Qiu was still a little dizzy when he walked out of Mr. Li's study.

He originally thought that Master Li was displeased with him getting close to Li Zhi, but he didn't expect that not only was he not angry, but he actually agreed to be his master.

Li Zhi was still waiting for him outside, so Yan Qiu didn't stay too long and was ready to go out.

However, with a glance, he was attracted by a touch of bright yellow.

Yan Qiu turned his head and saw a landscape wall not far away, with shadows flickering in the hollow, and a large yellow flower could be vaguely seen.

These flowers seemed familiar, so Yan Qiu curiously walked forward holding the carving knife box, wanting to take a look.

Passing through the marble wall, Yan Qiu seemed to crash into a yellow ocean.

Behind the landscape wall is a mountain. The mountain is full of rose-cup-shaped pale yellow eustomas. These flowers are different from the ones he saw at Li Zhi's house. They are a low-key bright yellow with layers upon layers.The petals are surrounded by the flower heart, stretching their bodies in the breeze, like gentle and dignified ladies of the family, just in the Mood for Love, slim and graceful.

It looks pleasing and pleasing to the eye.

"It's Choroma 3 Yellow, Grandma's favorite eustoma."

Yan Qiu turned his head when he heard the sound, only to realize that Li Zhi had appeared behind him at some point.

"It's beautiful." Yan Qiu looked at the sea of flowers in front of him and said with emotion, "Your grandparents must have a very good relationship."

Li Zhi thought of something, paused for a moment, and then continued to reply, "They will be happy all their lives."

"So you like eustomas because of your grandmother?" Yan Qiu asked curiously, remembering that Li Zhi's house was also full of eustomas.

"Yes." Li Zhi admitted happily.

Yan Qiu was even more strange when he heard the words. He liked woodcarving under the influence of his grandfather, and liked eustoma under the influence of his grandmother. It sounds like his relationship with his grandparents should be very good.

But why was Mr. Li unwilling to help Li Zhi back then?The outside world has been rumored that their relationship is not good?

But no matter what the reason, it must be sad.

So Yan Qiu didn't ask any more questions.

Just quietly side by side, enjoying the scenery in front of us together.

"Coroma 3 yellow is nice, but I still prefer the white eustoma."

As Li Zhi said, he suddenly walked forward.

Seeing this, Yan Qiu hurriedly followed him forward.

They walked among the flowers for a long time before they came to a corner against the wall. In the corner was an anti-fall pole made of wooden slats. Below it was a pot of white eustoma, but only one bloomed.

However, although only one flower bloomed, it grew very well, and each petal stretched comfortably, like the most pure and flawless jade flakes, surrounded by layers of light green in the middle.

Surrounded by yellow eustomas all over the mountains and plains, this flower is not very eye-catching, but when Yan Qiu came to it, he felt that this flower was better than any other flower here.

"I secretly planted this here a long time ago, but I'm not very good at growing flowers, so I didn't bloom one until this year."

Li Zhi spoke slowly, and seemed a little embarrassed.

But he still hesitated and stretched out his slender fingers, folded the flower from the middle, and then turned around to look at him.

A gust of wind blew up, rolled up Li Zhi's clothes, and also blew the flower in his hand, probably lost its shelter, the petals flipped gently in the wind.

"I've planted it for a long time." Li Zhi seemed afraid that the wind would blow the petals away, so he raised his left hand to block the wind, and handed the flowers to him.

Then slowly said: "Give it to you."

Yan Qiu returned home with the carving knife and the white eustoma that Mr. Li gave him.

As soon as he entered the door, he saw Mrs. Fu whom he hadn't seen for a long time.

She looked as if she had been ill for a long time, she lost her previous sophistication, and it was rare for her to go downstairs in only a pajamas, her whole body exuded decadence.

Yan Qiu knew that Fu Shuangchi was brought back to Fu's house by Lu Ruan when she was six years old, so her feelings for Fu Shuangchi were a little deeper than for Fu Chenze.

In addition, the story of Fu Shuangchi had been spread all over the circle. Although everyone naturally didn't mention it publicly, they naturally laughed a few words in secret.

Mrs. Fu has a good face all her life.

So this time Fu Shuangchi's imprisonment seems to have hit her hard.

Old Madam Fu originally wanted to go downstairs to have a drink, but she didn't expect to run into Yan Qiu.

She originally looked down on this grandson, after all, it was Fu Shuangchi who she personally brought to the age of six.

Even if later found out that it wasn't own, the relationship of so many years is still there after all.

Therefore, one heart still favors him after all.

But no one thought that he would do such a thing.

Mrs. Fu has been competitive all her life, and no one knows that the two children of the Fu family have been her pride since childhood.

So after learning about this incident, she became ill and dared not even go out.

As soon as I went out, I felt that someone was staring at me.

When Mr. Fu wanted to bring Yan Qiu back, she was feeling very uncomfortable, so she didn't care.

It's just that I felt a little uncomfortable when we met today. She didn't like Yan Qiu very much at the beginning, so now that something happened to Shuang Chi and she has become like this, who knows if he will laugh at herself in his heart?

Thinking of this, Mrs. Fu only felt more uncomfortable for a moment.

Yan Qiu didn't have a good impression of her either, so he went straight past her and walked upstairs.

Seeing this, Mrs. Fu became even more depressed, and called out to him, "Yan Qiu, don't you know that you should say hello to your elders?"

Hearing this, Yan Qiu stopped, turned to look at her, recalled her harsh appearance in her previous life, and deliberately replied: "I'm sorry, I really don't know, after all, no one taught me since I was a child, please bear with me."

"You!" Mrs. Fu didn't expect that Yan Qiu would dare to contradict herself like this. After hearing this, she felt that she couldn't catch her breath. She quickly covered her chest and almost passed out.

Seeing this, Yan Qiu smiled at her and continued to walk upstairs.

As soon as he returned to the room, Little Lihua came up to meet him, rubbed against his leg and began to act like a baby.

On weekdays, Yan Qiu would definitely hug it and coax it for a while, but today he still had something to do, so Yan Qiu just knelt down and patted its head, then stood up and put down the carving knife box, and rummaged around.

It took a long time to find a satisfactory vase to fill with water, and then inserted the flower that Li Zhi gave him.

Even after going through bumps all the way, the flower is still alive, lying leisurely in the vase, like a light cloud.

Yan Qiu placed the vase on the table he used to carve wood carvings, so that he could see it every day when he came up.

The sun is just right today, shining through the transparent floor-to-ceiling windows on the white platycodon flowers, you can see the slender veins on the pure white petals, paired with the azure porcelain vase, it is indescribably beautiful.

For a moment, he seemed to understand why Li Zhi liked white platycodon flowers so much.

It's really good-looking, and he likes it very much.

Work on Monday.

As soon as he stepped into the company, Yan Qiu felt that the atmosphere today was a bit strange. He didn't know if it was an illusion, but he always felt that everyone's eyes seemed to be on him intentionally or unintentionally.

Yan Qiu thought he had something on his face?However, when I got on the elevator, I took a look at the mirror in the elevator by the way, and found nothing.

Illusion, Yan Qiu thought, after all, what are you doing staring at him when you have nothing to do?

However, as soon as he entered the department, this feeling became more obvious in an instant.

But no one said anything, which made Yan Qiu a little confused.

Did something really happen or was he just being careless?

Just when he was surprised, a little girl sitting next to him who had a good relationship with him suddenly came over, stared at him for a long time, seemed a bit embarrassed, but said hesitantly: "Yan Qiu, you..."

In the middle of speaking, she stopped suddenly, as if she didn't know how to continue.

"What's wrong with me?" Yan Qiu asked puzzled.

Seeing that he was still in a daze, the little girl made up her mind and looked around.

Then he continued to ask cautiously: "Are you the biological son of the chairman who just got back?"

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