When Su Han said hello, Luo Xiaojing didn't move. Duan Zhenghao came over and said, "Hello, Mr. Duan."

"I've brought the design, sculptor Luo. Let's talk about it?"

"Mr. Duan, for your customization..."

"It's nothing to talk about." See the situation is not good Su Han urgent voice interrupt Luo Xiaojing, see her frown, make a wink to her, "first chat, and then see Mr. Duan custom fit you."

Su Han said this is equivalent to giving room for maneuver, and Luo Xiaojing can't help but be wise: "OK, I'll talk to Mr. Duan about his customization first. If I'm not good at it or not suitable, I'll recommend the elder martial brother of the studio to Mr. Duan."

After that, she took the lead in walking in front of him. Her hands clenched tightly revealed her rejection. When she arrived at the reception room, she poured a glass of water for Duan Zhenghao. She forced out a smile and looked very stiff.

"Mr. Duan, I don't understand. Your Duan family has a sculpture team. Why do you want to customize it?"

Luo Xiaojing doesn't care because she can't be euphemistic to Duan Zhenghao.

Duan Zhenghao took a sip of water: "because of my customization, only Luo sculptor can carve it."

"So Mr. Duan is here for me?"

"Yes."

Duan Zhenghao's powerful voice made Luo Xiaojing's heart sink. He raised his head and faced him with complicated eyes.

Subconsciously, she kept smiling: "maybe I'll let Mr. Duan down again. I'm not afraid you're angry. In fact, I don't want to accept Mr. Duan's customization."

"I know." Duan Zheng's bold and low tone with caution, "but since we have agreed to talk about my ideas first, how about we talk about Luo sculptor first and then make a decision?"

Duan Zhenghao, who is not aggressive at all, surprised Luo Xiaojing and slightly restrained her stabs. She nodded her head.

Duan Zhenghao pushed the paper bag to Luo Xiaojing: "in fact, what I want to customize is not my idea. After looking at the design drawings, Luo sculptors will know whose it is."

Taking over suspiciously, Luo Xiaojing, who doesn't know what tricks Duan Zhenghao is playing, hesitates. The feeling of uneasiness comes again. She wants to open it, and a voice in her heart tells her not to.

"It's your mother's design."

Duan Zhenghao's supplement completely stunned her. The next second, she could hardly wait to open the file bag.

The yellowing designs were drawn out one by one. Some of the handwriting on them had faded, but Luo Xiaojing recognized it almost immediately. It was his mother's design.

"These designs have been locked in my safe for a long time, so long that I feel that I will never have a chance to take them out again in my life. Because in my heart, except for Luo Rou, there is no other person to carve her design. " Speaking of this, Zhenghao pauses. He looks at Luo Xiaojing, who turns over the design draft, and his mood is very complicated.

He slowly stretched out his hand to touch it. After searching for it for so long, he and Luo Rou's daughter were in front of him. However, thinking of Luo Xiaojing's hostility to him and his absence for so many years, he drew back his hand.

"But now the situation is different. You are Luo Rou's daughter. You must be able to carve works that Luo Rou did not carve."

Luo Xiaojing is still looking at her mother's designs one after another. Her familiar composition and handwriting make her eyes a little wet. She tries to hold back and looks up at Duan Zhenghao: "how can you have these?"

"It was left by Luo Ruan when I was studying together, and some of it was designed by her when we talked about inspiration and design in private."

It is enough to show Duan Zhenghao's intention to keep these design drawings until now. Luo Xiaojing was a little touched and shook her hand gently with the design drawings: "mom must be very sorry that she didn't carve them at the beginning."

There are more than one design after another in the design drawings. What kind of crystal jade is the most suitable for carving, what kind of pretty colors are on the crystal jade, where the pretty colors are, and even the length, width and thickness of the materials are clearly written.

At that time, my mother must have had a lot of ideas, but at the last moment of her life, she did not carve out the works she wanted to carve.

"With her character, I'll be sorry."

Duan Zhenghao's eyes also moved to the design drawings. When Luo Rou was talking about sculpture with him, it seemed that she was right in front of her. After each idea was completed, she was not even in the mood for dating. She clamored for him to look for materials and crystal stones.

Luo Xiaojing and Yu Guang see Duan Zhenghao in a trance. Her regret and sadness make her more confused. She forces herself to put aside her personal feelings and just talk about sculpture. She puts the design on the table and asks Duan Zhenghao, "which one would Mr. Duan like to customize?"

She roughly counted, mom, there are about 80 designs on these design drawings, if you want to customize them, it is impossible.

"There were about a dozen pieces that Luo Rou wanted to carve." Duan Zhenghao took the design drawings and took out a few. "At that time, because there was no suitable material, the carving plan was temporarily shelved. Over the years, I have saved all these materials. As long as the sculptor Luo nods, I can start at any time."

Luo Xiaojing chuckles. Su Han is right. Duan Zhenghao's customization is sincere, but"Mr. Duan, since you have appointed me to be responsible for your customization, there are several questions that you have to answer."

"You asked

Uncomfortable in the heart, Luo Xiaojing tightly hands: "my mother has passed away, what is the reason why you still want me to carve out her design?"

"It's a pity."

"Is it your regret or her?"

Luo Xiaojing's direct let Duan Zhenghao Zheng Zheng next: "all have."

"I'm sorry that Mr. Duan is the only one."

"Luo Rou, she can't..."

"Mr. Duan." Luo Xiaojing impolitely interrupted, "if I tell your mother what she said to me before she died, you won't stubbornly think that it's my mother's regret that she didn't carve out these."

Duan Zhenghao eyes suddenly tight, this is what he always wanted to ask, but he never had the courage to ask.

"Before my mother died, she told me to hide my identity, not to let anyone know that I was her daughter, let me forget that I can carve, and never touch the carving knife again."

Like a huge wave, Duan Zhenghao's body swayed and his face turned white for a moment: "is that really what she said?"

"Yes."

How could this happen? Luo Rou loves sculpture so much. How can she let her only daughter give up and let Luo Xiaojing hide that she is Luo Rou's daughter?

"It's not so much a pity as Mr. Duan wants to make up for it." Luo Xiaojing continued. At this moment, she hated, "after my mother died, I couldn't figure out why my mother would tell me this before she died instead of telling me who my own father was. Now I understand that maybe my father hurt her so much that she hated her to death and didn't want me to recognize him. "