"I didn't say anything." Xu Yuhan shook her head and asked the young female teacher, "Have you been in love recently?"
The female teacher was shocked. Although Xu Yuhan was usually very kind to employees like them, she was a boss after all. It always made people feel uncomfortable when a boss suddenly asked about the private lives of employees.
Is it that Sister Xu has a problem with being too active after get off work recently?
It's not a good thing if your boss feels that your employees don't take their work seriously.
After considering her words, the female teacher said, "He and I are high school classmates and we have just established a relationship."
Xu Yuhan smiled and said, "It's good. Your boyfriend is very tolerant. He only confessed his feelings to you two or three years after graduating from college."
"I confessed my love to him," the female teacher said.
"..."
"Sister Xu, don't worry, I won't delay my work. We have been busy renting a new house recently, so we may have been a little neglectful at work." The female teacher explained for herself.
"You misunderstood. I didn't mean anything else. I just wanted to gossip suddenly. If you are really busy, you can tell me in advance and I can also arrange a holiday for you. Everyone is busy sometimes. Do I usually
Is it that difficult to get along with?" Xu Yuhan said.
"No, no, thank you Sister Xu." Hearing what Xu Yuhan said, the female teacher felt relieved, "Because Sister Xu, you never ask us about this matter, so I was worried."
"Actually, it's what I should do to care about your lives. I was negligent in this regard before." Xu Yuhan said.
"No, no, sister Xu, you already care about us very much. We are lucky to have a good boss like you." The female teacher said sincerely.
She has worked elsewhere before, but she has never met a boss who treats employees as well as Xu Yuhan.
Xu Yuhan smiled, "Has your boyfriend been in Jiangyang before?"
"No, he just came here some time ago." said the female teacher.
"Did I come here specifically for you?" Xu Yuhan asked with a smile.
The female teacher showed a happy smile, "Actually, I didn't ask him to come over either..."
"He has to come over, right? He wants to show off to his sister, little guy." Xu Yuhan joked.
"Hehe, how can I show off to Sister Xu? My colleagues in the studio envy you the most. Teacher Liu from the Chinese painting class has always been a fan of Teacher Zhang. After coming to our studio, I found out about the relationship between Teacher Zhang and you, but I was very sad.
It’s been a while.” The female teacher said with a smile.
"Oh? Is Liu Yuanyuan Zhang Zhong's book friend?" Xu Yuhan said in surprise. Liu Yuanyuan has been coming to Meng Mu Xiaozhu for several months, but she doesn't know about it yet.
"Yes, when I first came here, I saw Teacher Zhang on the screen saver of her phone, but it was changed later," the female teacher said.
"Why changed?" Xu Yuhan asked.
"Of course I have to change it. How can I use the photo of my boss's partner as a screen saver all day long?" the female teacher said with a smile.
Xu Yuhan shrugged, "I don't mind."
…
Liu Yuanyuan felt that their boss was a little strange today and he came to see her several times throughout the afternoon.
Every time I come, there is nothing important. Sometimes I ask if tomorrow's classes are arranged, and sometimes I ask how the results of today's class were.
Normally, bosses would rarely look for them, and even if they did, it would be for more important matters.
Although she felt that her boss was a little abnormal, Liu Yuanyuan couldn't figure out why.
As for Xu Yuhan, after looking for Liu Yuanyuan for the fifth time, she finally saw his mobile phone screensaver. Whether it was the lock screen wallpaper or the homepage wallpaper, it was not Zhang Zhong.
"Sure enough, they have changed." Xu Yuhan murmured, and then she patted her head again, wondering what was wrong with her and how could she do such a thing.
Could it be that menopause has arrived early? Or does it mean that I have the potential to become a jealous woman?
"Sister Xu, do you have the key to the small warehouse with you?"
While Xu Yuhan was thinking wildly, Teacher Yuan from the oil painting class suddenly ran over.
"The key to the small warehouse? Didn't I give you one?" Xu Yuhan asked strangely.
Teacher Yuan said with some embarrassment, "I forgot to bring it when I came here today. Now Teacher Liu has to go to the small warehouse to get something. I just remembered it and wanted to ask you if you have brought it. If not, I will go back."
Go get the key."
"I didn't bring it either." Xu Yuhan shook her head.
"Oh, let me go back then." Teacher Yuan said.
"No, you live far away and it will be troublesome to go back. I am relatively close. Please wait for me for a while and I will go back." Xu Yuhan said.
"I'm sorry, Sister Xu, I have to trouble you." Teacher Yuan was so ashamed. After all, this matter was really her fault. Xu Yuhan was able to give her the key to the warehouse because of his trust in her, but he failed to live up to this trust.
"It's nothing, I'll come as soon as I go." Xu Yuhan smiled and shook her head. She didn't think it was anything. She just forgot to bring the key. It was a normal thing. Everyone makes mistakes, and this was also Teacher Yuan's first time.
Xu Yuhan looked at the time and saw that her class was still more than half an hour away.
The key is placed in the bedroom on the second floor of Zhang Zhong's house. The round trip only takes about ten minutes at most, which is more than enough time.
Five minutes later, Xu Yuhan arrived at the bedroom where she slept. After finding the key, she was about to leave, but suddenly she heard some quiet noises coming from upstairs.
There should be no one in the house right now. Xu Yuhan suddenly became scared. Could it be that there was a thief in the house?
Should I call the police directly?
Or call Zhang Zhong to come back?
But what if I just heard it wrong, or it was just the sound of the wind blowing?
After weighing the situation, Xu Yuhan went to the first floor and opened the door to ensure that she could run out immediately if something happened.
After she was ready, she tiptoed upstairs.
As soon as she walked up to the third floor, she heard the sound of something being dragged, like the sound of chair legs scraping the ground.
The sound should have come from upstairs, and it wasn't too far away. It was either the fourth or fifth floor.
She followed the sound up again, and when she reached the fifth floor, she felt that the sound was coming from this floor.
The sound probably came from the large room to the west.
This made Xu Yuhan a little confused. If it was really a thief, then what was the thief doing in that room? The room was empty and there was nothing in it, so he couldn't steal anything.
Although their home has six floors, most of the things are concentrated on the three floors below, and the valuable things are mainly on the first and second floors.
If an uneducated thief comes here, he will probably search the first floor, and he may be able to find a little cash or gold and silver jewelry.
There are also cameras collected by Zhang Xingjun, which are also quite valuable.
If the thief comes with some art appreciation ability, the second floor will become his main battlefield. The painting by Wu Ziyun in Pengpeng Studio alone is worth tens of millions, and the treasures in Zhang Zhong's study are also worth it.
But no matter what kind of thief he is, he won't go to an empty room to work.
Thinking of this, Xu Yuhan's character must have thought too much.
However, she still did not take it lightly. After all, the other party might not be a thief, but some kind of psycho.
To prevent accidents, she even took a broom for self-defense.
In fact, Xu Yuhan overlooked one thing, that is, ever since Zhang Zhong's cousin came over and almost touched Peng Peng's paintings, Zhang Zhong had designed a complete set of security measures for their home.
Although these security measures are usually invisible, if a thief does come in, he will definitely be caught immediately.
Slowly walking to the door of the large room in the west, Xu Yuhan quietly listened to the sounds inside.
Xu Yuhan was so nervous at the moment that she didn't think deeply. She continued to put her ear close to the door, listening to the noise inside.
There must be someone inside, and you can hear the sound of things being dragged from time to time. This is definitely not caused by the wind.
After thinking for a while, Xu Yuhan took out her mobile phone and dialed Zhang Zhong's number.
But as soon as the call was dialed, Xu Yuhan heard Zhang Zhong's cell phone ringtone coming from the room.
She was stunned for a moment, and then breathed a sigh of relief. Sure enough, she had thought too much, and it turned out that Zhang Zhong was in the room.
But Xu Yuhan is also very strange, what is he doing here?
She slowly pushed open the room. As the door was slowly pushed open, the entire room slowly appeared in front of Xu Yuhan.
The windows in the room were all closed, the sunlight was blocked by thick curtains, and the lights inside the room were not turned on.
But the room is not completely dark. There are many beams of colored light rippling in the room. The final destination of these lights is the large wall on the west.
A man—she recognized it as Zhang Zhong—was standing on a ladder, holding something in his hand and daubing it on the wall.
There seemed to be a person's face on the wall, with hair, forehead, and jawline clearly visible. Only the eyes, nose, and mouth were blocked by Zhang Zhong.
But even though the most critical part was blocked, Xu Yuhan still recognized whose face it belonged to.
She suddenly covered her mouth, and tears suddenly poured out of her eyes.
She didn't know why she was crying, but her tear glands were not under her control at all.
Zhang Zhong didn't even realize that Xu Yuhan was behind him. The cell phone in his pocket rang, but he couldn't pick it up now, so he could only jump off the ladder, and then took out the cell phone from his trouser pocket.
It was Yu Han's call. Zhang Zhong carefully answered the call while looking at the half-finished painting on the wall.
He originally thought it would be easy to follow the projection and draw a gourd, but it turned out to be much more difficult than he thought.
I have been busy for several days, but there is still less than half of the painting completed.
It looks like I have to work overtime again tonight, otherwise I won't be able to finish it before the weekend.
"Hello?"
After answering the phone, Zhang Zhong spoke softly, but there was no sound from the other party. He increased the volume again, "Hello? Can you hear me?"
Hey, why did I hear my own voice on the phone?
Zhang Zhong looked at his cell phone in confusion, wondering if the cell phone signal was poor and there was an echo. He was about to leave the room to find a place with a better signal. When he turned around, he saw Xu Yuhan standing at the door.
Zhang Zhong, who was holding the phone, was dumbfounded.
It turned out that it wasn't an echo, what he just heard was his own voice.
Oh ho, failed.
In the past few days, he had been guarding against Xu Yuhan, fearing that she would discover what he had prepared in advance, and wanted to give her a surprise when the time came, but he did not expect that she would eventually discover it in advance.
Then the surprise he prepared for her would be gone.
Then he saw Xu Yuhan running over "menacingly" with a broom in her left hand.
While Zhang Zhong was stunned, Xu Yuhan had already hugged Zhang Zhong tightly.
"Don't, I..."
Zhang Zhong wanted to say that he was dirty.
In order to paint this painting, his face, clothes, and hands were covered with paint, and some of it was not dry yet. Now that Xu Yuhan is hugging her so tightly, it is conceivable that her clothes are also different.
Even if he was spared, he would have been dyed colorfully.
"Don't talk, let me hold you for a while." Xu Yuhan put her arm around Zhang Zhong's shoulders and said softly.
Zhang Zhong didn't say anything and just let her hold him.
After a while, Xu Yuhan released the pendant state and left Zhang Zhong's arms.
The tears in her eyes have not dried yet, but there is a happy smile that cannot be hidden on her face.
"What are you doing?" She raised her chin proudly and raised the corners of her mouth.
Zhang Zhong shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the paint on his body and said, "I am a painter and I have strong painting skills."
"Pfft, virtue."
Zhang Zhong smiled and said, "Close your eyes."
Xu Yuhan obediently closed her eyes.
"You can open it now."
When Xu Yuhan opened her eyes again, Zhang Zhong was already kneeling on one knee in front of her.
It seems that girls have a set of standard actions when facing a proposal, and Xu Yuhan was no exception. She covered her mouth with both hands in excitement.
"Originally, I wanted to wait until Friday night to let you see this painting. By then the painting should have been completed, and I would also invite some friends to come over to witness it. But now something unexpected happened, and you discovered it in advance.
When the time comes, I will also kneel here on one knee, but I should be holding a beautiful bouquet of roses in my hand. Then where you stand, there will be a circle of candles arranged in a heart shape. There will also be music playing your favorite
That song.”
Zhang Zhong, who was kneeling on one knee, laughed, "There is nothing now, only half of the painting and me, who is all dirty. But Ms. Xu Yuhan, you can't blame me. When the two of us are old and fair,
When you recall the past, don’t blame me for not preparing you. But this kind of thing can only happen once. Ms. Xu Yuhan, are you willing to give the dirty man in front of you a chance and let him go for a walk with you?
For once, the path we are going to take is not the flower path in the Iris Garden, nor the crowds of people on the streets of Paris, but the unique path in the long river of life."
There were no words like "I love you" or "I will give you happiness" in Zhang Zhong's proposal, but every word hit Xu Yuhan's heart.
Let me walk with you.
Such a simple sentence can become such a profound confession.
"I do."
These three words were passed through the palm of my hand, mixed with tears, and they didn't sound very clear.
But they will be imprinted on Xu Yuhan and Zhang Zhong's lives and become the most important part.