After kicking out my ex-husband, his brother and I got back together.

He still vividly remembers the scene when Qi Shu first met Yang Jingyi when he was at the Paris Academy of Fine Arts.

It was a weekend afternoon in the school studio. In order to complete his final assignment, Qi Shu went to the empty studio in advance to practice independently.

Walking from the corridor to the studio, I found the studio door open from a distance, and the sunlight just passed through the white gauze curtains and shone into the classroom.

He was quite anxious at the time and thought:

Hey, it seems that there are people in the studio today. I still want to paint quietly by myself, but it seems that I can’t.

He walked to the door and cautiously looked inside.

He would never forget the scene his eyes touched.

A slim girl, wearing a white suspender top, sat on a high stool with her back to him.

The sun shone on her shoulders and body, outlining her slender waistline.

Looking down her waist, she saw her plump buttocks and a pair of long, snow-white legs overlapping each other.

She was sitting on a high stool, her legs dangling slightly, holding an oil painting in her hand, and she was drawing a long-haired woman with her back turned.

At that moment, Qi Shu felt that the girl in front of him was as beautiful as a muse in a Western painting, and her body was shining.

Qi Shu didn't pay attention and kicked the plaster statue at the door of the studio, making a little noise.

Hearing some movement behind her, Yang Jingyi turned around in surprise.

The paintbrush in his hand stopped in the air, and he looked curiously at the Chinese boy in front of him.

She was the first to speak: "Are you? Chinese?"

Qi Shu was stunned for a moment and found that Yang Jingyi seemed to be his classmate.

But why don't you notice her usually? Maybe it’s because the design projects are different, so there is less contact time.

No wonder he didn't recognize that Qi Shu was actually in the same class as her.

He tugged on his clothes and adjusted his appearance subconsciously. Although his face was still expressionless, his tone was very gentle:

"excuse me."

"Actually, we should be in the same class, but the design projects we may participate in are not of the same type. Are you also here to complete your final assignment?"

Yang Jingyi was surprised at first, but then she remembered something and said:

"Oh! Is your name Jerry?"

"I'm quite familiar with this name, haha!"

When Yang Jingyi smiled, her dimples were exposed, her smile was bright, and Qi Shu stared at it carefully inadvertently.

After a while, he came back to his senses and put his fist in front of his mouth to hide his eyes and expression:

"Yes, I was the mouse in Tom and Jerry when I was a kid."

This sentence instantly made Yang Jingyi laugh.

"Hahaha, how can you say such humorous words so calmly."

"Hello, my name is Alice, and my Chinese name is Yang Jingyi."

Qi Shu felt happy and said, "My name is Qi Shu."

Since then, they have often made appointments to come to the studio together when doing exam tasks and project tasks.

During their sophomore year, they participated in various design competitions. They both teamed up to participate and were the best partners.

Before graduation, they had won all the design team awards in the school. Alice Yang's personal performance was also one of the best among all Paris design schools.

Although Qi Shu is not bad in terms of individual awards, there is a clear difference between him and Alice Yang.

So many other students who couldn't stand them would often take all the books to make fun of them.

But this could not shake Qi Shu. His kindness and support for Yang Jingyi were unconditional.

In the eyes of others, he was just the man who kept pestering Yang Jingyi after failing to pursue her. Similar rumors had been circulating for some time, but he didn't care and pretended not to hear them.

But when Jingyi found out, she was very angry and confronted the classmate who spread the rumor in person, causing the other classmate to lose face.

At that time, she clarified for Qi Shu that they had a pure revolutionary friendship before, and no one was humble enough to pursue the other.

He directly rectified Qi Shu's name and saved his face, and also realized whether he had spent too long with him, causing others to misunderstand him.

During the second half of her sophomore year, Jingyi found some internship opportunities. She spent less and less time in school, contacted more and more people, and her circle became wider.

Qi Shu also felt that Jingyi was making continuous progress and realized that he had to move forward and was afraid of falling behind, so he studied marketing.

Hope to use it one day in the future.

This day really made him wait for it.

When Yang Jingyi learned that Qi Shu had completed a double degree, she also took the MOT course in marketing management.

He even studied better than Qi Shu. After graduation, he opened a studio and did the "Legend of the Times" show. The brand was instantly known to the public.

Sales orders have also caught up with some well-known niche brands.

Over the past five years, we have become both friends and business partners.

A year after the brand was launched, Qi Shu took charge of the studio, and Jingyi first went to work at the Paris Fashion Association.

Qi Shu supported every decision she made.

What he often said: "She knows what she wants."

"I support you, go ahead and leave this to me."

Even when Jingyi told Qi Shu that she wanted to resign and return to China, he didn't object at all and helped her plan her future affairs in advance after returning to China.

But in fact, Qi Shu's home is in Paris, and his family is already the second generation of immigrants, so returning to China is actually an unfamiliar environment.

He has no close friends in China, but he does have one or two distant relatives from his father's generation.

My family did not agree with my return to China this time, so I went to the mountains and seas against all objections.

Jingyi didn't know any of this.

Two days later, Jingyi landed in China, and Qi Shu came to pick her up alone.

Jingyi dragged her beige suitcase and walked toward Qi Shu from the crowd.

Qi Shu was holding a bouquet of pink roses in his hand, standing upright and looking in Jingyi's direction.

The two of them smiled when they saw each other's eyes. Jingyi took off her earphones and accepted the flowers naturally.

Qishu also naturally becomes a suitcase.

"Your gentlemanly demeanor is quite conspicuous in a situation like this in China."

"Look at how many pairs of eyes are looking at us. When did you get up?"

The two of them walked slowly towards the underground garage.

Qi Shu pulled his luggage and said with a smile: "You haven't returned to your hometown for so many years. Of course I hope you can remember this moment."

After hearing this, Jingyi had a mixed smile on her face.

The two of them came to the VIP elevator entrance, and the Chinese fashion conference was played on the elevator's advertising screen.

Qi Shu also noticed the middle-aged man at the press conference, and he subconsciously looked at Jingyi.

Jingyi stared at the TV screen with piercing eyes, emotionless, and then chuckled:

"Look, some people can be so high-spirited."

"How long do you think Yang Tianqiang can wear the mask on his face?"