Xu Qinghuan couldn't be accepted by the Fu family. It was like a two-choice question suddenly placed before Fu Yanshi: one or the other.If you want to live a carefree life, his mother will suddenly f...Chapter 236 Don't divorce, okay

The wedding venue was where Fu Yan and the designer communicated.

Roses of vibrant red are everywhere, even the red carpet leading the way is strewn with petals...

Xu Qinghuan looked at the scene before her, feeling a sense of familiarity, yet she couldn't recall where she had seen it before!

Fu Yan was standing beside her, speaking softly, "When you were in middle school, you once drew a picture of your future wedding during art class."

She was instantly stunned!

That was so long ago.

Xu Qinghuan remembered that when the art teacher was teaching them to draw scenes, they also taught some composition techniques.

She secretly glanced at the classmates around her. Some were drawing places they had visited during their travels, while others were sketching their homes.

Xu Qinghuan had never traveled or had a home of her own, so... she wanted to paint an imaginary grand wedding.

In imagination, the bride and groom deeply love each other, with only each other in their eyes. After the wedding ceremony, they will form a happy family, perhaps even with an adorable baby.

She will envy that child because he can grow up in a complete and happy family.

After so long, Xu Qinghuan didn't expect that Fu Yan would still remember this!

At that time, it was just something I drew casually...

Why are there roses everywhere It's because the teacher only taught them how to draw roses.

“I still have this painting.”

Fu Yan was like a magician, pulling out the painting she had made before.

If it weren't for her handwritten name at the bottom, Xu Qinghuan would almost have forgotten she had ever painted this picture.

"You... how did this painting get into your hands"

Xu Qinghuan remembered that this painting was taken up by the teacher at the time! Because every time she finished painting, the art teacher would collect it like homework.

"It's from my art teacher."

"..."

"Because of this, the art teacher knew back then that I liked you." Fu Yan's gaze never left her, his thin lips moved slightly, "Then it was the chemistry teacher, then the homeroom teacher, they all know."

So until graduation, they had never been separated and remained deskmates the whole time.

However, Xu Qinghuan was oblivious to all of this.

At that time, she was so focused on studying and working that she didn't even think about anything else!

"Xu Qinghuan, don't you want to know what 0825 means"

Fu Yan then raised his finger and slowly unbuttoned the top of his shirt, revealing the numbers tattooed on his skin.

"August 25th, was the day we sat together at the same table for the first time."

"...."

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"I watched you walk toward me with your backpack. For the first time in my life, I could clearly hear my own heartbeat. I forced myself to look away, not to look at you, until class was over. Then I realized my palms were completely covered in sweat."

Fu Yan's voice was low and husky, with a slight grainy texture, magnetically alluring.

Every word is measured, every character profound.

Xu Qinghuan couldn't utter a single word, tears flowed freely. She felt like a useless wreck, lost and clueless, not even knowing where to place her hands!

He could only stare blankly at him, feeling the tears slide down his cheeks, drop by drop......

"You cried." Fu Yan shi raised his hand, gently wiping away her tears. "Xu Qinghuan, do you have me in your heart, right"

"Xu Qinghuan, let's not get a divorce, okay"k you for a favor. Since I couldn't get in touch with you, I had to contact Miss Xu! But rest assured, I told her it was about the cooperation and nothing else." Qiao Xi He's voice was slow and measur...