Section 3

The illustrations for this installment have been completed, thanks to the assistance of Ji Duoqing, who contributed additional drawings. This time, Lin Jia has finally done something reliable, avoiding the inclusion of random women or men.

What he desires is precisely such a person, someone who can be dispatched at any time, a person whose presence is subtle yet omnipresent

Her affluent patron, if she were to develop a gastric hemorrhage from her care, would likely feel compelled to apologize to the world with her death. However, Fu Yunqing seems to be indifferent to what she eats, having consumed instant noodles for two consecutive days without even furrowing her brows. This leads Duo Qing to suspect that this person might not have any sense of taste at all

This statement will be completely overturned in two hours. Ji Duoqing is not very tall, appears restless, and is not particularly reliable. However, when it comes to getting things done, she is quite bold, with her color choices perfectly balanced. Her calm and unhurried demeanor is surprisingly unexpected to him. Upon reflection, they have spent more than a week together, yet the words exchanged between them do not exceed fifty. The contrasting qualities of cleverness and tranquility blend remarkably well in her.

What are you looking at

Uncertain whether it is Fu Yunqing's illusion, the girl sitting cross-legged on the sofa suddenly has her pitch-black eyes sparkling. What was originally intended to be a refusal changed to: "Alright, just don't cause me any trouble."

His hair had grown a bit long, casually tied back with a hair tie at the nape of his neck, with a few strands falling by his ears. The silver-rimmed glasses perched on his straight nose gave him a charmingly mischievous look. Upon closer observation, it became apparent that the man had a habit of rubbing his lips with his index finger while deep in thought. His long, well-defined fingers accentuated his pink lips, making them particularly alluring

When Duoqing came to her senses, she found that the man was also staring at her, slightly squinting his eyes, silently observing her.

Regardless, she has been accustomed to Mama Ji's speaking style since childhood, with astonishing and unexpected remarks emerging one after another, and she does not find anything inappropriate about it

Will the fleeting encounter with him, leaving only a faint trace in each other's lives, bring her happiness

How many relationships have you had

Fu Yunqing's silence while holding the sketch made Duo Qing quite anxious: "Ah, is it not acceptable... I can start over... but I think it's quite good..."

That day, after returning home on a sunny day and having dinner, her spirits were still high. Even in the face of her brother's unfriendly glare, she responded with a good-natured smile. I remember when she was in elementary school, during art class, she copied a picture from the art textbook and was praised by the art teacher in front of the whole class for her talent, with the prediction that she would definitely become a painter in the future. Thus, she began to learn how to paint. I remember when she was in elementary school, during art class, she copied a picture from the art textbook and was praised by the art teacher in front of the whole class for her talent, with the prediction that she would definitely become a painter in the future. Thus, she began to learn how to paint

In the middle of the night, I woke up and saw my mother sitting on the sofa with a hot water bottle, while Duolan was rummaging through the medicine cabinet

It is so boring. "Duo Qing stretched lazily, gathering the courage to say, 'Can you give me something to do? Well, cleaning the house would be fine.'"

Long after, Duoqing often thought about what her life would have been like if she had not heard his praise, if she had continued to be his nanny instead of his assistant, and if the parallel line with *Tu* Shufuyun had not inclined towards her

If unrequited love counts, then it would be twice: once for eleven years and once for two years. If unrequited love does not count, then there is none.

Fu Yunqing smiled with great interest and asked, "Where do you think this room still needs cleaning?"

He suddenly remembered something: "How old are you?"

Duoqing washed the dishes and sat on the sofa, her heart racing with fear as she gazed at the man sitting at the workbench, his head bowed as he drew.

Ji Duoqing was pondering whether the drafts of the master would be ruined by Zhu Ping'an, when unexpectedly, the man's expression, which had been neither warm nor cold, suddenly brightened like sunshine, revealing a set of neatly arranged, fine teeth: "Quite capable, aren't you"

She can no longer enjoy the leisurely task of lying on the sofa reading comics. Duoqing had been busy with him for more than half a day, and when she finally had a moment to catch her breath, she looked up and realized it was already 3 PM.

She stuck out her tongue again, scratched her head, and wore a silly and childish expression.

It was truly a shocking answer, and he couldn't help but laugh, his eyes slightly drooping, giving him a very good-natured appearance. Looking at that somewhat wrinkled, frustrated face, his mood was exceptionally good. However, the king of unrequited love was indifferent, rolling up his sleeves and heading towards the kitchen. He grabbed her: "What are you doing? I don't want to eat instant noodles anymore, do you really think I have no sense of taste?"

Does a crush count?

The next day, Duoqing set out early in the morning, crossing half the city to reach Fu Yunqing's home

She said confidently, "But I cannot do anything else"

In my mother's words, she is someone who loves to hear compliments and is not easily praised; if she were an emperor in ancient times, she would undoubtedly be a tyrant.

The threats from her mother still hold a deterrent effect on Duo Qing

When I was a child, I got a short haircut, and the older sister from the neighbor's house said that my little pointed chin paired with short hair was really cute. Thus, I kept my short hair for over ten years

He raised an eyebrow: "How to say?"

She felt a moment of dizziness, perceiving that the surroundings of that face were adorned with roses, reminiscent of a beautiful young nobleman from an anime.

Perhaps I can help you with coloring, or if there are any specific parts, I should be able to manage that

Mother Ji has a chronic stomach condition. She has a heavy workload and her eating habits are always irregular. In the past, she could rely on her youth to endure it, but as she has aged, she can no longer bear it. Recently, her catchphrase has changed from "Be careful of the traffic lights when you go out, and do not talk to strangers" to "You must eat on time, otherwise your mother's today will be your tomorrow." This reflects a spirit of self-sacrifice reminiscent of revolutionary pioneers for the sake of future generations

The cleaning lady arrives punctually every morning to knock on the door, demonstrating absolute professionalism and meticulousness; even the water from the toilet can be used to brew coffee. The girl's hands are delicate and fair, with nails showing a healthy pink hue, likely indicating that she has never washed a dish at home. Today's girls are all pampered; what can you expect them to do

Therefore, Fu Yunqing feels very comfortable

Twenty-one

She did not expect her to do anything else. Fu Yunting flicked the car keys in her hand and said, "Let's go out to eat"