She also enjoyed his pampering of her, like a father, but more like an older, mature, and wise boyfriend!
In that mont, Su Tianqing was like a deflated ball.
What about him?
Didn’t she also love him? Didn’t she want to marry him once?
Why? Why has she changed now?
Unnoticed, Gan Zi had already walked over, watching Su Tianqing hold Song Ziyu’s wrist, while Song Ziyu had long ignored such pain, telling a story about liking soone.
Gan Zi’s pity for her suddenly increased.
"President Su, are you trying to stop from sitting?" Gan Zi’s voice was as always calm, elegant, and refreshing.
Su Tianqing let go of Song Ziyu’s hand, thinking that David was just a smokescreen, and Gan Zi was indeed a formidable rival!
Gan Zi sat down and brought an ice cream for Song Ziyu: "I passed by a small shop just now, do you like it?"
"No girl would refuse a dessert after a al!" The way Song Ziyu talked with him naturally beca more gentle.
Song Ziyu took it and started eating happily.
After Gan Zi returned, he said nothing; his state of mind was very good, filled with tolerance, pampering, and pity.
The journey subsequently beca unusually silent.
Possibly, Song Ziyu’s words had deeply hurt Su Tianqing.
He had once arrogantly believed that she loved him, and even if ti passed, she would still not be able to forget him!
But in a blink of an eye, she had Gan Zi by her side.
Maybe, won are fickle creatures!
When they reached the town, Qiao Xiaoyan ca to pick them up.
"Ziyu, you’ve only been gone a few days, I’ve missed you terribly!" Qiao Xiaoyan stamped her feet in the cold, "And this is...?"
"Professor Gan..." Song Ziyu introduced, "He’s co to our town for a visit, to provide us with advice, and is also my university professor!"
"I’m Qiao Xiaoyan!" Qiao Xiaoyan happily extended her hand, "Welco, welco..."
Gan Zi extended his hand, shook hers gently, then said: "Miss Qiao coming to this town, isn’t that using talent inappropriately? Training a high-level forensic scientist requires a lot of ti and patience!"
Qiao Xiaoyan looked at Song Ziyu, "Did you ntion to Professor Gan?"
"No." Song Ziyu shook her head.
At this point, Gan Zi said: "Miss Qiao’s thumb, index, and middle fingers have calluses. A young girl having such calluses must be from work, and since her student days, generally, that ans handling a scalpel! Those who handle scalpels are doctors or forensic scientists."
"Then why am I not a doctor?" Qiao Xiaoyan was amused by this reasoning.
Song Ziyu continued: "Just now, a deceased old lady was carried away, and your expression was contemplating the cause of her death, that’s typical of a forensic scientist."
"Really a case of spouses that sing in harmony!" Qiao Xiaoyan also started analyzing with certainty: "Ziyu, you had a crush on Professor Gan since your student days!"
Song Ziyu said in a sowhat coquettish tone: "Xiaoyan, you’re a forensic scientist, you focus on physical evidence, why are you deducing my university love life?"
After she finished speaking, she stuck her tongue out at Gan Zi, showing a playful flavor.
Qiao Xiaoyan laughed: "What’s the big deal? If I had a teacher like Professor Gan, I’d have a crush on him too when I was in college!"
Dressed in formal attire, Gan Zi had his suit jacket draped over his wrist, while the other hand was carrying a briefcase. He looked at them and smiled slightly: "I can also bring you fun!"
After he spoke, he was about to put down the briefcase, which Qiao Xiaoyan took from him, "Let carry that for you, Professor Gan!"
Gan Zi thanked her, then draped his suit jacket over Song Ziyu: "It gets a bit cold in the town at night!"
Song Ziyu happily took it, Qiao Xiaoyan quietly nudged her, and everyone got into the car together.
That evening, Gan Zi arranged to stay at the guest house, while Song Ziyu and Qiao Xiaoyan rested at the town’s office building.
When the two returned to their place, Qiao Xiaoyan grabbed Song Ziyu’s hand and teased, "Little Missy, are you serious about Mister?"
"Do I look like I’m joking?" Song Ziyu actually felt quite comfortable, "I feel very warm with Professor Gan, he takes care of everything for , understands what I want, I feel very relaxed and like I belong."
"Maybe it’s because he’s a lot older than us; you’re 25, and he’s what, 40! That’s a 15-year difference, it’s natural he understands you, he’s seen all walks of life, been through storms, his experiences and life are much richer than yours," Qiao Xiaoyan noted.
"But..." After a pause, Qiao Xiaoyan continued, "Professor Gan truly is the dream man for many won, a very ideal choice, handso and wealthy, composed and restrained, knowledgeable, and witty..."
Song Ziyu nodded: "Everything you said, I agree with. So, I’ve decided to give myself a chance. If he likes , I would be with him."
Qiao Xiaoyan pouted in self-pity: "Why doesn’t fate send a handso man? I want a man like Professor Gan as my boyfriend too!"
Song Ziyu went to take a shower, "I’m tired, going to rest now!"
"Ziyu, next ti there’s an academic conference or anything, take with you!" Qiao Xiaoyan called out.
"No problem!" Song Ziyu headed to the bathroom.
...
The next day, Song Ziyu took Gan Zi to visit the town, the two walked together, occasionally Song Ziyu would explain things to him and he would ponder, making simple conversation.
"Ziyu, you’re back..." David saw the man beside her and made a woeful face: "Who is this?"
"Professor Gan!" Song Ziyu said, "He’s here to visit the town and give us so advice. Professor Gan, this is the craftsman sculptor David I invited from abroad!"
David spread his hands: "I thought it was an old man... But work cos first, Professor Gan, take a look at the dragon sculpture I designed..."
There were already so finished and semi-finished products displayed in the craft field.
Gan Zi also gave so very pertinent advice: "David, the dragon indeed is our country’s divine beast, but as materialists, it is fictitious, yet its spirit is everlasting."
"Ziyu, I understand what Professor Gan ans, since it’s fictitious, we can design different dragons, as long as their spirit is supre." David still insisted on his opinion.
Song Ziyu imdiately objected: "That’s not the point, Professor Gan is saying, the dragon resides in our mythology, and the products you design must conform to the divine beings from our mythology, not the dragons from your Western divine beasts!"
"The cultural differences between East and West, but the divine beasts each believes in are also different." Song Ziyu insisted on her view, "This is our country’s town, primarily attracting our own citizens, we must adhere to our customs and the divine dragons seen in our mythology."
"Professor Gan, what about you?" David, unable to convince Song Ziyu, then turned to Gan Zi.
Gan Zi smiled gently, like a breeze under bright moon, he wasn’t in a hurry to explain like Song Ziyu, until Song Ziyu also looked at him, only then he spoke, "I’ve seen Ziyu’s plans for the town, initially, I agree with Ziyu’s approach, it definitely has to be sothing distinctive, as the town is beginning to take shape and looking at its developnt, we may continue to create other countries’ distinctive crafts, this needs to be considered financially."
Song Ziyu indeed had such thoughts, and Gan Zi agreeing with her made Song Ziyu very happy.
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