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When he stood in front of her, she unexpectedly burst into laughter. It was a kind of laughter that stood out among the serious faces of everyone else, and she laughed in a way that was quite cheeky. She had intended to hold it back, but upon seeing the golden-yellow paint all over his face and clothes, looking rather ridiculous, his handsome face had turned into that of a golden tabby cat

Su Lu stepped forward, faced him directly, and raised her face to say: "I am already 16 years old, I am not a child laborer. Besides, I have already apologized, what more do you want? Or should I pour a bucket of paint over myself to relieve your anger?" As she spoke, Su Lu picked up a bucket of paint from beside her foot.

This voice recorder is something Su Lu carries with her every day, containing the memories of the year she spent with Fang Zhuoang. During that year, they were still together, and she had a habit of recording ten minutes each day. She would date these recordings and give each day a beautiful name. After he left, she locked herself in her room, listening to the recordings of every single day they spent together for two full days and three nights without eating or drinking.

"Just like a flash of lightning, it strikes with a bang, radiating brilliance that illuminates you. You realize that I am incredibly wonderful, no longer that little trouble who only brought you burdens in the past. I can also become your support. Boss, shall we start anew?"

If I love you, it is enough to know that you are there, that you are healthy, that this affection does not add any burden, and that I will be able to see you one day. If I love you, I will possess you in the way that you feel safe and comfortable.

He lowered his head, and the blue veins on the back of his hand were very distinct

He seemed to have said not a word, and she wondered if he had been knocked unconscious

Cried, then smiled

Xu Duomei's father’s friend is the captain of this renovation team

He walked from the swimming pool towards the villa, reaching a point nearly perpendicular to her position. She could not see his face clearly and wanted to find a better angle to "appreciate" him. Thus, she was solely focused on the pleasing view, and her foot stepped on a warped wooden board with a *picture* book, causing her to stumble. The bucket of paint in her hand slipped from her grasp and spilled completely.

She harbors a snowman in her heart. If a person's heart also experiences four seasons, with sunshine and rain, then her heart has always been in winter, with snow falling continuously. The snowman grows larger and larger, eventually filling her world. She is unable to warm herself, forcing a smile, always laughing. Isn't it said that girls who smile often do not have bad luck?

She thought to herself: You are the one who lacks insight, I am the one without ulterior motives. It's just a bit of paint, is it really that serious

She said, but Dad, I am reluctant to part with it

Su Lu was both anxious and afraid; she truly wished that in that moment she could transform into a fly or a mosquito and fly away

Su Lu, it is not to say that I love you, therefore I must be with you; love has many forms, and I have never ceased to care for you

When she heard the sound of several people coming up the stairs, she thought to herself, it's over, they have come directly, what should I do? She steeled herself and thought, if I have to die, then so be it, at worst I can just pour paint on myself again, and that would be even.

He does not wish to waver

Su Lu raised her hand to wipe her face, turned her head, and said softly: "I am sorry, it was unintentional"

I do not want to care; I want to be together. You must have forgotten all about our past, but the voice recorder remembers. We truly loved each other, regardless of age, experience, or status, right?" Su Lu turned off the voice recorder and looked at Fang Zhuoang. She longed for him to treat her as he did in the past, to indulge her; he would never refuse any request she made.

Two years ago, he opened a decoration design studio in Nanjing. The studio is not very large, with about ten employees. He invested all his savings into it, which was the most challenging time of his entrepreneurial journey

The layout of the living room is quite gaudy, dominated by a style of opulence and splendor. In short, the more it appears wealthy, the better; one would almost wish to use gold leaf for the wallpaper.

Ai Xixi is her best friend, the kind of childhood friend who is so close that they would go to great lengths for each other

Su Lu remembered that night on the overpass, when they saw a couple arguing, hurling insults at each other, the fight was intense, and they cursed each other with harsh and venomous words. ... She then laughed and said how much she wished to be like that woman, to curse at you, to wish that you would leave me and never love anyone else again, even if you married another woman, that you would be childless and a couple in name only.

"However, Su Lu, our lives are different. I am twelve years older than you, and it is impossible for us to have a good ending together. I hope my wife is a mature and considerate woman, and you should also find a talented young man as your boyfriend," he said

He said: If you marry a man who loves you very much, I will consider giving my son-in-law a New Year's gift money, which will also include your dowry. I will sincerely and wholeheartedly bless you, wishing you happiness

Oh no, this time I've gotten into trouble. Manager Fang must be a serious person

0.01 seconds later, she heard the sound of the paint bucket falling to the ground. She was terrified and hid in the corner of the balcony, praying that the paint would not spill on him; otherwise, she would definitely lose this rare opportunity to earn money. This job was obtained after Ai Xixi treated that chubby girl Xu Duomei to ice cream for a whole week.

The first time he saw her, a long string of adjectives unexpectedly sprang to mind

Upon their first meeting, he was supervising the construction team's work, while she was on her tiptoes on the second-floor balcony painting the railings. She was planning that once she finished this summer, she could use the money to pay for her tuition, and the remainder could be used to buy a birthday gift for Ai Xixi

Only someone like Jiang Sen, the typical rich and handsome type, can only showcase hairstyles that highlight immaturity and arrogance

What if I die before you? You are so much younger than me; who will take care of you

After a few minutes, she wriggled out from under his arm, pretending to have just fallen asleep. She stretched widely, revealing a voice recorder hanging from her waist

"What does it matter if I am twelve, or even twenty, two hundred, or two thousand years old? I still want to be with you," she said firmly, without a hint of hesitation

He parked the car by the roadside and leaned on the steering wheel. She gazed at every strand of his hair, and this man made her feel a heartache that resonated throughout her entire being. Her reluctance was profound, as if it were destined that this man was the only one she would love for a lifetime.

Manager Fang, please do not be angry. She is still a child and knows nothing. I see that she is diligent and is a classmate of my friend's daughter, so I let her stay in the team to do some minor tasks. This child is a bit naive. The team leader bowed and apologized, while subtly signaling Su Lu to hurry up and apologize.

Fang Zhuoang, dressed in a light blue shirt and black trousers, was on the first floor reminding the team leader of the renovation crew that materials must not be compromised. His voice was slightly hoarse from several days of hard work, and although he was somewhat fatigued, he still meticulously inspected everything, demonstrating a serious sense of responsibility

She listened to him speak and found him to be very composed, as well as refined, possessing the qualities of a designer and architect. She paused her work, holding a paint bucket in one hand and gripping the handle of a paintbrush in the other

Will I die if I don't laugh! When she saw the captain glaring at her, she pinched herself, pretending to be serious as she stood to the side, struggling to suppress her smile; it was truly difficult to hold back her laughter.

He leaned against the car seat, struggling internally

Su Lu opened the voice recorder, and the segment of the recording played was from a year ago, during their last meeting in Nanjing, capturing their final conversation.

She smiled and said: Thank you, Dad

Boss, do you still remember the happy times we spent together? Do you remember? I remember everything, I have never forgotten. You called me Little Green Leaf, and you always said, when will my Little Green Leaf grow into a small tree? I have grown up now, I can love you, and I can do everything that other women can do even better. Don't say that I am still young, can you really forget that year?" Su Lu's words evoked the memories of the two people from the past. Don't say that I am still young, can you really forget that year?" Su Lu's words evoked the memories of the two people from the past.

She stood quietly on the second-floor balcony, watching him, only able to see his profile. His complexion was particularly good, making him pleasant to look at; it was not fair but rather a skin tone that exuded a sense of security, very masculine. She wondered where he had his bangs cut, as they complemented his profile so well. If Jiang Sen had a hairstyle like that, he would probably look quite handsome too. Perhaps there was a slight possibility that she might come to like Jiang Sen.

She said: Will you really be my father for a lifetime, watching me marry someone else, and even preparing a dowry for me?

He said, it sounds good, sure, let's go.

Su Lu said: "Do you not love me anymore? Why haven't you come to find me? I traveled a thousand miles to Beijing, and it was all for you."

Fang Zhuoang turned around and criticized the team leader: "How are you managing this? Are you allowing minors to work as child laborers? This is a construction site, not a kindergarten. If paint splashes onto a customer's body, how will you explain that?"

Her smile left him somewhat bewildered. What he saw was a girl with long hair casually draped over her shoulder, large eyes, fair skin, and a faint dimple when she smiled. She wore a white T-shirt and blue denim overalls, with a glimmering speck of golden paint on the tip of her nose, embodying a sense of innocence and purity.

She was like a little angel, coming back to his side, stirring his heart. Even though they had not seen each other for more than a year, he had grown accustomed to thinking of her every day, just as he did with eating and sleeping. Whenever he saw a girl on the roadside who looked like her from behind, he would always slow down the car to take a closer look

Su Lu was painting the railing with a bucket of golden paint, with paint splattered on her nose and chin. She wore a green cap and denim overalls, humming a tune as she painted.

The first renovation order signed by his company was for the villa of a newly wealthy individual who had recently relocated due to demolition. The customer had very strict requirements, allowing for no flaws whatsoever. Although the client did not understand renovation design, they were quite particular and often pointed out details, making them very picky.

"You must not speak nonsense; you will not die before me. Even if you do, our children will take care of me. You need not worry that I will die with you; I will live well, old man." She held his arm, closed her eyes, and said, "Big brother, do not speak. At this moment, I am not hungry at all. I just want to quietly stay with you for a while before we go eat, alright?"

At the age of sixteen, she took advantage of her summer vacation to work and study. She worked as a painter in a renovation team, learning while doing. The team leader, seeing her as a poor student, allowed her to help with painting.

However, later on, Ai Xixi guaranteed that Su Lu was doing it on purpose, clearly intending to create an opportunity for a first intimate encounter with the uncle. For heaven's sake, at that moment, she was only thinking about not having her wages deducted

Although Fang Zhuoang inherently disliked this superficial and vulgar design, he still made an effort to ensure that the team met the needs of this customer during the design process and successfully contacted a well-reputed renovation team, as customer satisfaction is paramount

Meeting you has been the luckiest thing for me over the years, my memories have only flourished in these past two years. You once said you would treat me well for a lifetime, that you would cherish and love me, Marry me. But one day, you said you were tired and wanted to leave me. Thus, I became no longer willful, no longer laughed and made a fuss. I learned to take care of myself. I told myself to grow into a beautiful and well-behaved person to appear before you. Su Lu murmured, her face wet with tears. Her face wet with tears.

"Who is it? What happened? How did the paint get splashed? A whole bucket of paint was poured all over Manager Fang! Come down here and apologize immediately!" This was the voice of the team leader reprimanding.