"We didn’t hear anything about this on the way. Wasn’t the car supposed to be in the parking lot? We all drove ourselves here. When did soone arrange a pickup?"
Their confusion didn’t an everyone else was equally baffled.
For instance, Xu Qingqiu, Li Chunhua, and Yiyi instantly recognized Chu Tian’s voice.
Xu Qingqiu’s face lit up with surprise as she looked at him; she nearly dashed over to give him a tight hug. Fortunately, she caught herself just in ti, rembering they were in a crowded airport, and managed to restrain herself.
She could only suppress her longing and feign composure as she said, "Let’s go."
With that, she hurried off after Chu Tian, leaving behind a group of bewildered people still trying to process what was happening.
Li Chunhua quickly urged everyone to follow. "Let’s go too. Yiyi, go find the car."
"But... it looks like Teacher Xu isn’t going the sa way as us..." soone finally pointed out, their expression worried, noticing Xu Qingqiu was heading in a different direction.
"It’s fine, don’t worry about them. She has soone to take her back," Sister Hua reassured them.
Although they didn’t quite understand, since their agent, Sister Hua, had said so, it had to be alright.
Still, the assistants and the makeup artist couldn’t help but let their imaginations run wild as they watched the two figures retreat into the distance.
Once she saw the others weren’t following, Xu Qingqiu quickly asked in a low voice, "How did you get here?"
"Of course, I missed you. Are you surprised?" Chu Tian replied with a smile.
"Yes, very surprised! I thought you were busy at the company. I didn’t expect..."
"There’s an even bigger surprise waiting for you!"
"What is it?"
As they spoke, they reached the parking lot. Xu Qingqiu imdiately spotted the old minivan she had given Chu Tian. Even though he could afford a new one now, Chu Tian hadn’t replaced it and was still driving this one.
"Open it and see," Chu Tian prompted.
"What could it be?" Xu Qingqiu was a little puzzled but obediently went to open the car door, her hand trembling slightly, her heart pounding with a mix of curiosity and apprehension.
The mont the car door swung open, a sea of roses filling the entire rear of the minivan unfolded before her eyes.
"Ah! So many flowers! Did you buy all these?" she gasped.
Chu Tian deadpanned, looking at her with a helpless expression. "What do you think? Did I find them on the street? Do you like them?"
"I love them! I absolutely love them!"
Unable to contain herself any longer, Xu Qingqiu threw her arms around him, not caring that they were still outside, and gave him a passionate kiss through their masks.
Indeed, what girl doesn’t like flowers? Though he lacked experience, he just had to rember one golden rule: no matter what, buying your girlfriend flowers often is never a mistake. Forget those trendy internet gifts; they’re mostly nonsense. As long as you have the ans, occasionally buying a bouquet of flowers is a surefire way to keep your girlfriend happy. It’s like how boys inexplicably like plain, straight sticks, while girls like flowers. It’s practically in their DNA; it’s true for the vast majority. You could call it the standard playbook for winning a girl’s heart. Of course, you can’t just buy any flowers blindly. If you know a bit, go for sothing exquisite. If not, roses are always a foolproof choice. Flowers weren’t the only answer, though. Even though Chu Tian was a straightforward guy, he’d still picked up a few things from all those short videos he’d scrolled through. Besides flowers, costics, designer bags, and clothes were naturally also top-tier solutions.
"There’s also a bottle of perfu," Chu Tian added. "I thought it slled nice. You can try it and see if you like it."
"I’m sure I’ll love it! I love anything you buy for !" Xu Qingqiu exclaid.
"I’m glad to hear that. Let’s get in the car. We shouldn’t linger here; let’s head back first."
Once in the car, Xu Qingqiu sat in the passenger seat, clutching the perfu box. She gazed at the roses that filled the entire space behind the front seats, an unceasing smile on her face.
It wasn’t just the abundance of flowers she loved—she wasn’t materialistic. It was the thoughtfulness behind Chu Tian’s gesture. Back when Chu Tian had no money, the small bouquet of roses he’d given her had made her so happy she couldn’t sleep all night. Now, Chu Tian was wealthy and could give her many more flowers, but his affection hadn’t changed. That was what made her the happiest. After all, what could be more delightful than having the person you’re always thinking about appear before you the mont you arrive?
On the way back, Chu Tian looked at Xu Qingqiu beside him and asked, "Are you back for good this ti?"
Their recent separation had been agonizing.
Unexpectedly, Xu Qingqiu’s expression fell. She said pensively, "No... I still have to leave tomorrow..."
"What? You have to leave again tomorrow?" Chu Tian exclaid.
"Yes, but this is the last commitnt. After this shoot, I can focus entirely on preparing for the concert."
"What show is it? Can’t you cancel it?"
"No, Sister Hua worked really hard to get on a very popular variety show called ’Teacher Lu’s Tea Table.’ Many people are fighting for a spot. It’s just a one-day recording, so it’ll be over quickly."
"Teacher Lu? Which Teacher Lu?"
"Lu Yongxin from the Film Academy. He’s an acting coach. Don’t let his relatively young age fool you; he beca famous very early on. He used to be an actor..."
As Xu Qingqiu cheerfully provided details about him, Chu Tian’s expression grew complicated.
Lu Yongxin? That wretched old man is very bad news.
"Then I’ll go with you tomorrow," Chu Tian said.
"Oh? Really? Have you finished all your work at the company?" Xu Qingqiu asked, surprised.
"Yeah, pretty much. President Hou can handle the rest."
"President Hou? I always feel so bad for him," Xu Qingqiu said with a playful sigh.
"Really? I treat him so well. How does he have it rough?"
"You call that treating him well? I feel like you treat him like a workhorse, dumping everything on him..."
"I’m just trying to train him! Besides, I gave him twenty percent of the shares. He can’t expect to get paid for doing nothing..."
The two continued to discuss Chu Tian’s capitalist tendencies, arriving at the studio building before they knew it.
"Wow, this place has changed so much in just a few days!" Chu Tian exclaid as they arrived on the 32nd floor and he imdiately saw the sign: [Xu Qingqiu Studio].
The studio used to be at the end of the hallway to the right of the elevator, didn’t it? When did they move the sign right next to the elevator entrance? That’s pretty brazen!
"So, what do you think? This whole floor is mine now. Impressive, right?" Xu Qingqiu said proudly.
"For real? You rented the entire floor?" Chu Tian asked, astonished.
Buying it was out of the question. Not only is pri comrcial real estate like this rarely for sale, but even if it were, they couldn’t afford it. How much money had they actually made, all things considered? They’d have to be dreaming after drinking too much to think of buying it.
"Not . It was Sister Hua. She rented the whole floor," Xu Qingqiu clarified.
"Is Sister Hua planning sothing big?" Chu Tian wondered aloud.
"Well... you could put it that way," Xu Qingqiu said as they walked into the studio. "Sister Hua talked to about it before. She said the studio currently has too many shortcomings, relying solely on to carry it."
"And Sister Hua also ntioned, considering our relationship now..."
"Our relationship? What relationship is that?" Chu Tian teased.
"Ugh, you! Let finish!" Xu Qingqiu exclaid, giving him a light punch and a series of eye-rolls for his deliberate coyness.
"Alright, alright, you talk. I’m listening," Chu Tian chuckled.
"Sister Hua said that if I get too caught up in our relationship, the studio might grind to a halt. She can’t just sit around and wait to go broke."
"So, she’s planning to sign more artists, at least to build a more stable foundation for the studio."
"She also feels that right now, all the studio’s inco relies on . If we want to expand, I’d be too exhausted from constantly taking on comrcial appearances and endorsents."
"What if, soday, I... have a..." Xu Qingqiu trailed off.
"Have what?" Chu Tian asked. He genuinely hadn’t heard clearly; he wasn’t asking deliberately.
Xu Qingqiu blushed, hesitating for a mont before whispering, "What if I have a baby? The studio wouldn’t be able to function then. That’s why it’s necessary to have our own roster of artists and even develop a talent pipeline for them."
As Xu Qingqiu spoke of having a baby, Chu Tian’s gaze remained fixed on her.
In his heart, he had certainly imagined this scenario before. However, out of consideration for Xu Qingqiu’s dreams, he had never brought it up.
To his surprise, she had already thought about it and had even started making preparations.
This touched Chu Tian deeply.
He knew an artist’s career lifespan is relatively short, with the peak years typically in their twenties and thirties. Xu Qingqiu was already twenty-five. If she couldn’t reach the pinnacle of her career soon, her opportunities would dwindle as ti went on. Yet, even in such circumstances, she had thought about marrying him and having children, and had even begun making preparations without a mont’s hesitation. How could he not be moved by her intentions? She was willing to set aside her beloved career and her own dreams, preparing to marry him, have children, and spend her life with him. Offering her most precious youthful years as her answer to him—how could Chu Tian not be profoundly moved!
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