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In the days that followed, I was busy with Mrs. Jiang's design case, living a particularly fulfilling life, and I had put the matters of Qingyun Temple out of my mind. One day, Du Yuwei said she wanted to take me to the construction site personally, but the specific details would have to be confirmed after the site visit. Du Yuwei was dressed in a leather outfit today, looking quite stylish and energetic.
He took off his sunglasses when he saw me, struck a handsome pose, and asked, "Am I handsome enough for you?" I pretended and said, "No." In fact, he was quite good-looking, but unfortunately, he was younger than me, so I couldn't make a move.
Him: "Hey, Ling Xiaomeng, you are not honest at all."
I gave him a look: "Big Boss, stop being so dramatic, let's go."
I had already opened the car door and got in. Du Yuwei sighed: "Indeed, highly myopic."
"You are severely nearsighted, and your whole family is severely nearsighted."
Du Yuwei sat in the driver's seat with a smile and said, "Alright, I am severely nearsighted, okay?"
"Be serious, Du Yuwei," I said with a stern face, glaring at him. "If you keep talking nonsense, I'll just walk there."
Him: "Okay, okay, I won't talk nonsense anymore."
"Is Mrs. Jiang going today?"
I always feel that she is very sad, full of worries, and can't hide it.
He: "I should go."
I responded with an "oh," looking at the design drawings in my hand, feeling a heavy sensation.
When we arrived, Mrs. Jiang was inspecting the yard. This was an old house in the outskirts, maintaining its original layout of four rooms. Although not very large, the renovated white walls and green tiles were particularly eye-catching.
Curiously, I asked, "Why bother landscaping such an old house?"
Mrs. Jiang replied, "I can't bear to part with this old house, perhaps because of her son."
Du Yuwei also couldn't help but sigh at how the rich know how to have fun.
I roughly understand that Mrs. Jiang is the richest person here, and it seems she made her fortune through planting.
From Mrs. Jiang's words, it seems that her relationship with her son is not very good, and maybe renovating this yard is just to please him.
However, these days, not many young people like this kind of style. "Mrs. Jiang, does your son also believe in religion?" "You're here." Mrs. Jiang seemed to be in a very good mood today as she came over with a smile, "The renovation here is already done, you can look around, and I'll leave the courtyard part to you."
"Okay, Mrs. Jiang, rest assured, our company will definitely give you a satisfactory courtyard."
"I believe you."
Du Yuwei winked at me, indicating that Ling Xiaomeng would be suitable.
I exchanged a few polite words with Du Yuwei, and she had a smile on her face the whole time, unable to conceal her joy between her eyebrows and eyes. "Xiao Du, take your time," she said. She then went on to do her own thing, and Du Yuwei and I took out our notebooks to start recording. Not far away, she was talking to a young man.
I only saw the back of that person, tall and thin, standing much taller than Mrs. Jiang. He was wearing a Daoist robe, and had his iconic hairstyle... um, he looks like Zhou Heng! I stood there in a daze, thinking, what is he doing here? Could it be that Mrs. Jiang invited him to look at the Feng Shui?
Du Yuwei bumped my shoulder and said, "What are you looking at? You seem so lost in thought."
I snapped out of it and replied, "Nothing, it's nothing."
As I looked around the courtyard, my mind was elsewhere, constantly glancing in Mrs. Jiang's direction. Du Yuwei gave me a strange look and then looked in that direction as well.
He couldn't help but say, "Your attention is all over the place, and you still claim you didn't see anything."
"Huh?"
He said, "Look, this expression gives you away even more."
I followed Du Yuwei's gaze and saw Zhou Heng and Mrs. Jiang still there. It seems that he and Mrs. Giang are acquaintances, and I have no way of knowing what they are talking about. But his modest eyes and gentle smile remain unchanged.
While examining the detailed situation of the courtyard, I recorded it in my notebook. Du Yuwei saw that I didn't pay attention to him, so he cleverly followed along beside me.
The courtyard is estimated to be more than 40 square meters, and some corners need to retain the previous layout, so the drawings made need to be adjusted.
I was discussing with Du Yuwei how to modify the design drawings and made marks in the corresponding places.
Mrs. Jiang suddenly waved at me and shouted, "Xiao Ling, come over here for a moment."
I was stunned, and my notebook fell from my hand. When I looked up, I met those gentle and boundless eyes. Zhou Heng noticed it was me and didn't show much emotion, just smiled back at me.
I think he may have always been so calm and steady.
Du Yuwei whispered beside me, "Do you think that Taoist priest is accurate in reading feng shui?"
I ignored him. At this moment, I wasn't in the mood to think about this question.
I met Zhou Heng for the third time, and each time caught me off guard.
"Hello, Master," Du Yuwei said with a grin, reaching out to shake Zhou Heng's hand. Zhou Heng hesitated for a moment, then shook his hand.
Mrs. Jiang introduced with a smile, "I've entrusted the courtyard matters to these two. This is Xiaodu..."
Du Yuwei said in a refined manner, "I am Du Yuwei."
"Who is this..."
"We know each other, Daoist Ling, hello!" Zhou Heng spoke.
Mrs. Jiang looked at me with a surprised expression, waiting for my answer.
I forced a smile and said, "Um... we did indeed know each other before."
"Oh, that's really a coincidence."
Mrs. Jiang I don't know why Wang is so happy, holding my hand and not letting go. I feel very embarrassed, but Zhou Heng gives me a sincere smile.
"If you don't mind, stay and have lunch together," Mrs. Jiang warmly invites. I glance at Du Yuwei, and he quickly says, "How can we accept this kind offer?"
"It's okay, we have a lot of relatives in our hometown, and besides, they have already prepared lunch." Mrs. Jiang said to us, but her gaze was on Zhou Heng, as if waiting for his response.
I didn't know what their relationship was, but I could sense the subtlety in it.
Mrs. Jiang sincerely invited us to have a meal, and I couldn't refuse, so I agreed. In the end, Zhou Heng couldn't resist the hospitality and also agreed to stay for lunch before leaving.
Mrs. Jiang is very happy and excited, her eyes are a little red. She keeps saying, "Good, good. It's really great. I... I specially had someone make something you can eat, so you don't have to worry about breaking your rules."
She said this to Zhou Heng, showing that she cares a lot about him.
"You don't have to worry about me too much, I can eat casually," his indifferent words made Mrs. Jiang feel a little embarrassed.
She busily greeted me and Du Yuwei, "Come with me, it's just up ahead."
Du Yuwei and Mrs. Jiang were walking ahead, chatting happily. Zhou Heng and I were very close. The faint sandalwood scent on his body invaded my nostrils with the breeze, and I smelled that familiar scent again.
" Master, do you also take on this kind of work?"
He heard, paused for a moment, then smiled and said, "Are you talking about feng shui?"
"Yeah, was the feng shui of that old house just now good?"
He probably found me speechless, just smiled lightly, and didn't answer me.
"You interpreted my last fortune for me, and it seems to have been quite accurate."
He didn't seem surprised, only saying, "The work-related troubles you mentioned, is that what you're referring to?"
I nodded, "Yes, at first Mrs. Jiang was very tough, not satisfied at all with the initial draft we provided. I worked hard for half a month, designing the drawings very carefully, only to have cold water poured on my efforts. I've never been rejected by a client like that before."
"Actually, she is quite kind-hearted."
"I didn't mean that, I just felt quite frustrated at the time. But now it's fine, Mrs. Jiang is quite satisfied."
"As long as the matter is resolved, it's good."
During the conversation, we had already arrived at the dining place, with Mrs. Jiang as the host. She had already started to make arrangements, and at this moment, her face was all smiles.
After she greeted us and we sat down, she went into the kitchen.
Zhou Heng seemed to be familiar with the people here. As soon as he entered, an old lady grabbed his hand and wouldn't let go. Everyone exchanged pleasantries with him, and he responded to each one.
I sat next to Du Yuwei at the round table, and he leaned over to ask me, "What did you talk about with that Taoist priest?"
"None of your business," I replied.
Du Yuwei smirked, "Did you ask the Master to draw a peach blossom charm for you?"
I glared at him and gave him a kick while I was at it.
His foul mouth is really annoying.
He howled twice, "Ling Xiaomeng, I'm your boss. If you don't flatter me, that's fine, but there's no need to mistreat me, right?"
I gave him a look, "Sit up straight. If Mrs. Jiang sees you like this, how can we continue to work together in the future!"
He coughed and straightened up, wanting to maintain his handsome and tall image.
Zhou Heng had been holding hands with the old lady the whole time. I didn't know what they were talking about, but they both seemed very happy. He was always so humble, even nodding and smiling so peacefully and beautifully.
During the meal, Zhou Heng and Mrs. Jiang, along with that elderly lady, were seated at the same table as us. At the dining table, Mrs. Jiang was taking care of Zhou Heng and saying, "This is steamed pork with rice flour, your favorite. Don't worry, it's not beef." "Eat more."
"Oh, I forgot to tell you, there's no onions or garlic, so feel free to eat."
I watched as she piled the food into his bowl, forming a small mountain.
Every time she served Zhou Heng, he would politely nod in response, and this kind of polite feeling always felt strange.
After a meal, Mrs. Jiang hardly ate anything, she was busy serving us and specifically feeding Zhou Heng. The old lady sighed a few times as she watched, and I couldn't understand the meaning behind it. But I always feel that Zhou Heng has a different relationship with them, but I can't explain why.
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