Shen Qingyao saw the embarrassment in her smile in the rearview mirror and frowned, but didn't say anything and just sent the family home in silence.
When he got home, Shen Linhai couldn't wait to show the design drawings to Huang Rongzhen: "Old lady, I have designed the manor's drawings for us. Take a look, do you like it?"
Huang Rongzhen was sitting on the balcony, staring blankly at the yard. As soon as she heard the word "Xiao Yuer", she seemed to be a different person. She sat up from her seat happily and hurriedly, and asked Shen Linhai anxiously: "Where is my little girl?"
Shen Linhai had long been accustomed to her confusing way of speaking, so he thought she was asking where Xiao Yuer's design drawings were, and quickly handed the drawings to her: "Did you see it? Xiao Yuer designed it for us."
Huang Rongzhen hurriedly put on her reading glasses, took the drawings, and looked a little nostalgic and relieved as she looked at them: "It's so good, so beautiful. Our little girl is so kind, she understands what grandma likes."
"Yes." Shen Linhai looked at the relief in her eyes and felt comforted as well.
Shen Qingyao and Shangguan Linlin were also watching.
Shen Qingyao looked at the fondness in their expressions and couldn't help turning his head to look at Shangguan Linlin.
Shangguan Linlin's eyes fell on the design drawing held by Huang Rongzhen. His eyes were vaguely contradictory and complicated, not like joy.
"Linlin, come to the study with me."
Shen Qingyao lowered his voice and spoke.
Shangguan Linlin turned to look at him in confusion.
Shen Qingyao turned around and went upstairs.
Shangguan Linlin hesitated and followed.
She followed Shen Qingyao into the study, a little unsure of what Shen Qingyao wanted from her.
Shen Qingyao had already walked to the table and looked back at her: "Close the door."
Shangguan Linlin felt a little uneasy, but he still closed the door obediently and asked him hesitantly: "Brother, what do you want to see me for?"
"There's no one here, you don't need to call me brother." Shen Qingyao looked at her and spoke slowly.
"Oh." Shangguan Linlin said "Oh" unhappily and stopped pretending to him, "Shen Qingyao, what do you want from me?"
She wasn't really Shen Yu, she knew it.
Shen Qingyao showed her the paternity test results two years ago and reached an agreement with her. She would play Shen Yu with all her heart until the real Shen Yu came back or before the two elders of the Shen family passed away.
Of course, in return, Shen Qingyao injected capital into the hotel where her father was almost bankrupted by Fu Jingchuan, thus saving her family's property.
It has been a pleasure cooperating with them over the past two years.
Shangguan Linlin did not reject such cooperation, and even fell in love with Shen Yu's identity.
The Shen family poured all their love for Shen Yu into her and almost asked for everything from her, which made Shangguan Linlin feel like he was at home in China.
Occasionally she couldn't help but wonder if she was really Shen Yu, otherwise how could she have little Shen Yu's bracelet.
But the DNA paternity test results Shen Qingyao gave her showed no blood relationship.
She couldn't help but wonder if Shen Qingyao had taken the wrong sample.
She wanted to find time to do another DNA test with the Shen family.
"Where did that design come from?" Shen Qingyao ignored her distraction and went straight to the point.
"Of course I designed it myself." Shangguan Linlin came back to his senses and looked at Shen Qingyao, already very calm.
"This is not like your style." Shen Qingyao said, "Shangguan Linlin, if you want to have your name, I can pay you to have this name, but I don't want the Shen family and the project to be accused of plagiarism, let alone Shen Yu bears this stigma."
This will be a shame that will last a lifetime.
Shangguan Linlin looked suffocated, but she thought that it was just a drawing taken by a child over one year old. Something that could be given to a child to play with would not be very important. Moreover, the world is so big and such a little kid would not be able to play with it. As for meeting each other.
With this consideration, Shangguan Linlin decided to take a gamble: "Designers' styles are inherently changeable. You never told me you wanted this style before, so I went astray."
"Where is the original design?" Shen Qingyao didn't want to take the risk, "I want to see the original design."
Shangguan Linlin hesitated for a moment and nodded: "Okay, come with me."
Shangguan Linlin took Shen Qingyao back to her room and turned on her computer.
She did have a design manuscript on her computer, which was similar to the one she showed Shen Linhai.
"Here, the manuscript is here." Shangguan Linlin pointed to the design draft on the computer and said to Shen Qingyao.
Shen Qingyao glanced at the computer. They were indeed roughly similar, except for slight differences in color, but the possibility of color difference could not be ruled out.
After all, one is printed and the other is on the computer.
The resolution of your computer will affect the presentation of colors.
Shen Qingyao couldn't help but look at Shangguan Linlin.
Shangguan Linlin also looked directly at Shen Qingyao: "Shen Qingyao, do you believe it this time?"
"Sorry." Shen Qingyao apologized quietly, turned around and left.
"Wait a minute." Shangguan Linlin stopped him, "I think there are still some problems with this design, and I want to make some changes."
"Just talk to your grandparents about this issue, and they will make the decision."
After Shen Qingyao finished speaking, he opened the door and walked out.
Shangguan Linlin watched the door close and let out a long sigh. He moved his eyes from the door to the computer. He stared at the computer in silence for a while, closed the computer, and then went downstairs to find Shen Linhai and asked for more revisions. Design drawing requirements.
Shen Linhai was puzzled: "Is it good now? Why do we need to revise it? Revising is laborious and laborious, so there is no need to revise it."
"But I think it's not perfect enough." Shangguan Linlin held Shen Linhai's arm and acted coquettishly, "I just want to design a better manor for you."
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Shen Linhai loved her. Although he felt in his heart that there was no need to modify it, he couldn't bear Shangguan Linlin's coquettishness. He patted her hand and comforted her: "Okay, okay, isn't grandpa afraid that you will be tired?"
Shangguan Linlin hugged his shoulders: "It's okay, as long as grandpa likes it, it will be worth all the hard work for my little concubine."
Shen Linhai was so sweet that she smiled from ear to ear, but he still couldn't help but advise her: "Your health is important, don't tire yourself out."
"I know, Grandpa, don't worry."
After getting Shen Linhai's consent, Shangguan Linlin was also happy. He tilted his head and smiled at Shen Linhai with crooked eyebrows: "Grandpa, I'll go and get busy first."
"Go, go." Shen Linhai patted the back of her hand, "I'll go see your grandma first."
"Okay. Grandpa, remember to go to bed early."
After Shangguan Linlin finished his sweet instructions, he said goodbye to Shen Linhai and returned to his room.
Shen Linhai went back to the room to find Huang Rongzhen.
Their room is connected to a small study room and an open-air balcony.
Huang Rongzhen was sitting at the table with her reading glasses on, fiddling with her mobile phone, looking confused and anxious.
"What's wrong, old lady?" Shen Linhai stepped forward worriedly.
Huang Rongghen turned to look at him, looking as pitiful as a child: "I want to call Xiao Yu'er, but I can't find Xiao Yu'er's phone number."
Shen Linhai probably forgot how to use WeChat again.
As her Alzheimer's disease has become more severe in the past two years, her memory has almost turned into the memory of a goldfish. She can't even remember people, and she even forgets about using her mobile phone.
But she had no long-term memory of any of this, but she remembered the girl named "Shiyang" especially clearly, and she would look for her every now and then.
Shen Linhai had always had a good impression of Shi Yang, but because Fu Wujun was so angry that he had a cerebral hemorrhage and was still in the hospital with his life or death uncertain, he was a little more subtle about Shi Yang.
He had watched Fu Jingchuan grow up, and he knew what he was like. Although he had been cold-hearted since he was a child, he had always been filial to his parents. But now that he has reached this point, he is inclined to agree with Shangguan Linlin's statement. Yes, I'm afraid Shiyang also forced Fu Jingchuan to take action.
He had heard a little bit about the marriage between Shiyang and Fu Jingchuan. He knew that Shiyang's family took advantage of Shiyang's marriage to Fu Jingchuan to benefit from the Fu family, and even had no bottom line. So from the perspective of a parent, he I understand very well why Fu Wujun and Fang Wanqing object to this marriage.
If it were him, he would have torn it apart.
He just didn't expect that Fu Jingchuan, who was rumored to have no feelings for that girl, would actually make his father angry to the point of cerebral hemorrhage because of her this time. This made Shen Linhai a little worried, and he was weighing whether to reconsider the matchmaking between Shen Yu and Fu Jingchuan. thing.
Huang Rongzhen saw that Shen Linhai was only staring at her without saying a word, so she pushed him anxiously: "I want to call my little concubine."
Shen Linhai came to his senses and tried to persuade her: "Xiao Yu'er has gone back to her room to sleep. Can we find her again tomorrow?"
"That's not my little concubine." Huang Rongzhen's determination came back, "If you don't call me, then I will go find my little concubine by myself."
After saying that, he turned around and headed out.
Shen Linhai quickly grabbed her, not daring to be tough with her, and coaxed her to take the phone: "Okay, okay, I'll call you."
As he spoke, he pulled out Shiyang's WeChat account.
Looking at the unfamiliar avatar above and thinking about Fu Wujun, who was still in the intensive care unit, his life or death was uncertain. He felt somewhat complicated. He hung his finger on the screen of his mobile phone and pretended to call her, while trying to use the last call record to deceive her: "You Look, I called but didn’t pick up, so I guess the person has gone to bed, can we call again tomorrow?”
But the old man, who was usually confused, didn't know if he was stimulated by the design to wake up a little tonight, and he actually understood his little trick: "Even you lied to me, and you obviously didn't fight."
After saying that, he got angry and grabbed the phone and dialed Shiyang's WeChat video.
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Shiyang had just taken Tongtong to take a bath, had just dried her hair, and was telling her stories to sleep with.
But the little girl who always likes to listen to stories is a little absent-minded. From time to time she looks up at the door, then turns to ask her: "Mom, why hasn't dad come back yet?"
She asked this question once during dinner that night.
I also asked once before taking a shower.
In fact, Fu Jingchuan sent her a WeChat message before eating, saying that he was still dealing with things and could not come back for dinner tonight, so he asked her and Tongtong to eat first.
"Dad hasn't finished his work yet." Shiyang said softly to her, "Will you be back later?"
Tongtong was puzzled: "How late will it be?"
Shiyang couldn't answer her question, so he persuaded her in a roundabout way: "Mom doesn't know yet, why don't Tongtong go to bed first, and I'll wake you up when dad comes back, okay?"
Tongtong nodded hesitantly: "Okay."
She was worried and told her: "Mom, you must remember to call me."
"Okay." Shiyang lowered his head and kissed her on the forehead, letting her sleep on his side first.
Tongtong closed her eyes and was about to fall asleep when Shiyang's cell phone suddenly rang.
Almost instinctively, Tongtong opened her eyes, climbed up from the bed and sat up, reminding Shiyang: "Mom, phone."
"..."
Shiyang glanced at the little girl who was too nimble in getting up in a funny way. He touched her hair helplessly, took the phone and looked at it. Unexpectedly, it was Huang Rongzhen's call.
Tongtong has already approached anxiously: "Mom, is this my dad?"
