Ronin: Start with the cotton

Chapter 242 Ten Years Later
Flash forward ten years.

The era is developing rapidly, and science and technology have made great breakthroughs.

People in the world are becoming more and more impetuous, and love has gradually become a fairy tale in novels. The poor are depressed, and the prostitutes are arrogant. No one cares about what is going on in this world, they only care about themselves.

……

It was pouring rain outside the window.

Huang Xiaoxian tidied up the documents on the desk and rang the summons bell next to her.

The little assistant came in from the door, took the document handed over by Huang Xiaoxian respectfully, looked at the perfect figure sitting at the desk with admiration, a strong woman full of mature charm and strong aura, whispered:
"Boss Huang, is there still a meeting today?"

"Forget it, the weather is bad, let everyone get off work early."

Huang Xiaoxian rubbed her wrists, stood up and stretched lazily, seeing the newly recruited little assistant looking at her eagerly, she waved her hand angrily, and threw her out.

……

"I really don't know what's wrong with this society. In the past, it was just the male subordinates peeking at me like this, but now even the female college students who just graduated are like this..."

Shaking his head helplessly, Huang Xiaoxian turned on the phone.

She is now the boss of the wedding company. Five years ago, after the old man retired, she dominated the high-end market in Kyoto. In just three years, she became famous all over the country. Now she is worth more than one billion.

In addition to her, Feng Jiaqi has also made excellent career development in the past ten years. Now she has become the most well-known female writer and screenwriter. Her novel "Captive" occupies the top three best-selling lists of the year. News of being adapted into a movie.

Of course, readers are even more curious about the character archetypes that Feng Jiaqi keeps silent about.

After all, according to one of her slips of the tongue,

The story of the novel is rewritten based on real events.

……

And Qiao Shan, who is the prototype of the character, has never entered the workplace since he left the job that year.Instead, he devoted himself to the painting industry at the age of 27, and with his extremely high talent, he became a hot and famous painter in just a few years. The oil painting "Misty Girl" he painted five years ago, directly A high price of 5000 million was auctioned!

However, the art world's evaluation of Qiao Shan is divided into two ends.

I can't stand him accusing him of insulting art, his three views are vulgar, and he is not worthy of painting when he becomes a monk halfway.

Those who like him respect him like a god, respect him, and respect him as the only contemporary artist.

But Qiao Shan didn't care about these at all.

He just loves the feeling of painting that way.

In the past ten years, he has almost forgotten Taoism and practice, if there is not a silly girl by his side to take care of him, he would even forget himself.

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"Jiaqi, it's raining today, is he coming back?"

Huang Xiaoxian sent Feng Jiaqi a WeChat message.

Soon, the other party replied with a pitiful emoji, and then sent another 16-second voice.

Click on the voice, and there is Feng Jiaqi's resentful complaint:
"Hmph! How could he come back! Now he doesn't know where he is, and how can he remember us two young ladies. Xiaoxian, come back quickly, I miss you so much..."

I can't write the next words.

In front of the public, this goddess writer who is famous for her intellectual elegance does not look like a goddess in her voice, just like a resentful woman who is alone in her boudoir.

Huang Xiaoxian sighed helplessly, and replied: "Okay, I'll go back now."

After replying to Feng Jiaqi's message, Huang Xiaoxian opened another chat box, intending to call Qiao Shan for a voice chat, but after thinking about it, he didn't send the call.

Their current relationship has long been different from when they were first together.

At first the three of them lived together, apart from being sweet, Huang Xiaoxian always felt a sense of guilt that was different from the world, and even had the idea of ​​leaving silently alone.

But after ten years, the three of them have already become a family, and they trust each other deeply.

As for how the outside world sees it, it doesn't matter.

Now she is 36 years old. She has seen all kinds of marriages, but none of them can make her feel envious, because she feels that she is the happiest one!
She was extremely glad that the original self did not leave.

……

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Jialin City.

The geographical location is next door to Kyoto City, forming a triangle economic circle with Beijing and Tianjin.

Qiao Shan, the Rolls-Royce Phantom that accompanied him through many worlds, stopped at the gate of Qiming No. [-] Primary School in Jialin City, looked at Xiao Yuchen who was standing under Shi Pai and drenched in the rain, and shook his head speechlessly. He lowered the car window, waved at Yu Chen, and shouted:
"Yu Chen, get in the car! Your father told me to come pick you up!"

Turn on the co-pilot, pick up the little guy in the car, take a towel from the silly girl behind and hand it over, Qiao Shan looked at the wet Yu Chen, and said: "Wipe it first, your father will be here in a while, We'll be waiting for him here."

"Uncle, are you my father's colleague?"

Yu Chen took the towel and wiped his face, looking at Qiao Shan who was unshaven in the driver's seat, wearing sunglasses and a black coat, a trace of curiosity flashed in his eyes.

He looked at the silly girl sitting next to him again, and politely called out, "Hello, sister."

Sha Niu was very happy: "Yu Chen, hello."

……

"I'm not your father's colleague, I'm his...brother."

Qiao Shan stroked the bushy beard on his face, laughed twice, took off his sunglasses, looked at Yu Chen, and asked, "Do you think I resemble your father?"

"Father?!" Yu Chen exclaimed in shock.

"Hehe, little guy, I'm not your father, I'm your father's cousin, your uncle."

Qiao Shan rubbed Yu Chen's head, took the towel and wiped his schoolbag for him.

"Uncle?" Yu Chen tilted his head.

Didn't I hear my father say that I have an uncle?

All he remembers is that he had a drinking grandfather, a new grandmother and a dead grandmother, but that was a long time ago.

But the bearded uncle in front of him really looks like his father!
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"Yu Chen! Yu Chen!"

After more than ten minutes, Yu Huanshui finally arrived late and got out of the taxi in the rain. When he saw that there was no one in front of the primary school, he panicked and looked around for his son.

"father!"

A luxury car parked on the side of the road suddenly lowered the window, Yu Chen's head was exposed from inside, eating chocolate in his mouth, and happily waved to Yu Huanshui who was standing in the rain: "Dad, I'm here!"

Yu Huanshui drove away after hearing the sound, just as a smile appeared on his face, when he saw the man in the driver's seat waving and smiling at him, his pupils constricted and the smile froze on his face.

"Dad, get in the car! Uncle is here to pick us up!"

"Ah, oh, get in the car! Get in the car!"

Seeing Qiao Shan gesturing towards him, Yu Huanshui opened the car door anxiously, came to the back seat of the driver, smiled awkwardly at the silly girl beside him, and shrank awkwardly in the corner.

"long time no see."

Qiao Shan smiled meaningfully at Yu Huanshui through the rearview mirror.

Yu Huanshui smiled back awkwardly: "Okay... Long time no see..."

Regardless of Yu Huanshui's mood, Qiao Shan smiled at Yu Chen and said, "Yu Chen, Uncle will take you home!"

……

Yu Huanshui looked at Qiao Shan and Yu Chen who were chatting in the front row.

He couldn't help but recall the scene when the two met for the first time a few years ago. At that time, he learned the evidence of Gan Hong's cheating from Qiao Shan.

This time... what will it be?

Yu Huanshui's heart gradually sank to the bottom.

At the same time, the painful memories that have been deliberately forgotten in the past few years are gradually awakening.

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(End of this chapter)