Shen Youjin looked into Li Nanchuan's eyes, her clear pupils swirling with emotions. This was a difficult decision.
Two little voices argued in her head. One urged her to leave and start a new life. The other reminded her of Li Nanchuan's hard - won position, suggesting she shouldn't be so selfish.
"Jobs can be found again." As if sensing her hesitation, Li Nanchuan reached out and stroked her hair. "Actually, I've grown tired of my current job. It's the same routine every day, with so many rules and restrictions. I even have to worry about reviews when I want to have a meal with friends. Leaving here will give me a chance to relax."
Shen Youjin looked at him, her voice tinged with doubt. "Really?"
"Of course." Li Nanchuan curved his lips into a smile and pulled her into his arms. "I'm just afraid you'll be reluctant to part with Zhuguang."
At that moment, Shen Youjin made up her mind. "Let's leave here."
Li Nanchuan was slightly taken aback. The next second, he tightened his embrace.
The girl he loved most was finally going to build a home with him.
Li Nanchuan wasted no time. The next day, he submitted his resignation and was just waiting for the approval to leave the capital.
Li's parents were shocked and disappointed, but there was nothing they could do.
After Shen Youjin was discharged from the hospital, she started living with Li Nanchuan. As her pregnancy advanced, morning sickness became more severe.
Li Nanchuan hired two nannies and canceled all his social engagements after work, just to stay at home and accompany her.
She changed her phone number and WeChat account. The world suddenly became much quieter, leaving only her and Li Nanchuan.
This sweet time seemed to take her back to the past, but with an extra sense of security.
After an autumn rain, Ling Qiuqiu came to their home.
Shen Youjin had gained some weight, her face chubby and fair. She exuded a gentle maternal glow.
"Is your husband not home today?" Ling Qiuqiu sat on the sofa, sipping tea, and teased, "No wonder you thought of inviting me over for dinner."
Shen Youjin smiled. "He'll be back later."
Ling Qiuqiu didn't think much of it and started sharing the latest gossip.
Shen Youjin listened in silence. An hour passed.
"Qiuqiu, thank you for your hard work during this time. After Nanchuan and I leave next week, I'll leave Zhuguang to you. I've already arranged for the transfer procedures."
"Leaving the capital is a good choice. You can forget what happened here and start a new life." Ling Qiuqiu said, then suddenly realized something. "Wait, what do you mean by leaving it to me?"
"We're leaving the capital. Maybe... we won't come back very often." Shen Youjin looked at her. "Qiuqiu, you're welcome to visit us then."
"Not coming back at all?" Ling Qiuqiu frowned. "You've put so much effort into this studio. We can be partners, but if you want to leave it all to me and never care about it again, I can't agree."
Shen Youjin knew Ling Qiuqiu meant well, but she wanted to cut off all ties with the capital.
It was hard to let go, but it was necessary.
"If you don't agree, then I'll have to close the studio." Shen Youjin stirred the juice in her glass. "Fu Qingye and Jiang Zeshen both invested in this studio. If I don't make a clean break, I'll still have to interact with them."
Hearing this, Ling Qiuqiu was silent for a while and then agreed.
As the sun was setting, Li Nanchuan came back with a bouquet of flowers.
The three of them had dinner together. Before Ling Qiuqiu left, Shen Youjin gave her an envelope.
"Open it after I leave."
Ling Qiuqiu felt the thin envelope, wondering what was inside.
"Okay."
Watching Ling Qiuqiu's departing back, Shen Youjin touched her swollen belly and couldn't help but sigh. "Time flies so fast!"
Li Nanchuan put his hand on her shoulder. "Yes! Fortunately, you're by my side."
The two looked at each other and smiled. Under the starlight, a new world was about to unfold.
A few days later, at dusk, while Shen Youjin and Li Nanchuan were on the plane, Fu Qingye was looking at the car keys his assistant had placed on his desk. It was the racing car he had bought at a high price, along with a bouquet of yellow roses.
"Mr. Fu, Miss Shen and Mr. Li have left. This was sent by Miss Shen before she left." The assistant carefully observed Fu Qingye and asked, "Shall I throw away the flowers?"
After all, the meaning of yellow roses was selfish love, extreme possessiveness, and control. It was no different from scolding their boss to his face!
Fu Qingye didn't say a word. His deep eyes were fixed on the bouquet of yellow roses still glistening with water droplets. His heart felt as if it was being hollowed out.
Three months were enough for him to figure out what had happened. If he had known earlier, he would never have pushed her so hard.
"Find a vase and put them in it." Fu Qingye stood up and walked towards the door. "You can go off work."
His voice was softer than ever, as if all his strength had been drained. The assistant was stunned for a few seconds before reacting. She put the flowers in a crystal vase and placed it by the window.
The setting sun shone on the roses. They were delicate but also extremely fragile.
At the same time, Bai Beichen had just finished a meeting when he received a same - city express delivery.
He thought it was a contract, but when he opened it, he found a bank card and a card with familiar handwriting. It was from Shen Youjin.
She had returned the ten million he had given her. She hadn't accepted it.
"Mr. Bai, the cocktail party will start in half an hour. It's time to go."
Before he could react, his secretary had come to remind him.
Bai Beichen put the card away, composed himself, and walked out.
"Go and prepare the contract. If we succeed today, we can sign it tomorrow."
The secretary nodded and immediately went to do it.
Mr. Bai was becoming more and more capable. Even his youthful air was fading.
Bai Beichen opened the car door and glanced at the skyscraper of his company. A flash of pain passed through his beautiful peach - blossom eyes.
Because of his disguise and schemes, he had lost the girl he loved most.
But it didn't matter. As long as he was alive, he wouldn't give up.
He would become stronger. The next time they met, he would surely defeat Li Nanchuan.
...
Years passed in a flash. In a luxury - filled mall, a little boy held a crystal hairpin and said to the beautiful woman beside him, "Mommy, buy this for my sister!"
The beautiful woman squatted down and asked with a smile, "What about Mommy? Does Mommy get a hairpin too?"
The little boy looked a bit troubled. "Mommy, I only have enough pocket money for one."
The beautiful woman couldn't help but laugh at his troubled expression. Just as she was about to speak, Li Nanchuan walked over with a little girl in a pink tutu.
"Xiaojin, you're teasing Xiaoxuan again."
Shen Youjin turned around, her smile bright. "I can't help it. You took so long."
Li Nanchuan smiled indulgently. "If you want a hairpin, I'll buy it for you."
Saying that, he took out a card and bought the most expensive gem - studded hairpin for Shen Youjin.
He put down his daughter, gently placed the hairpin on Shen Youjin's head, and said softly, "Happy fifth wedding anniversary, wife."
"I've prepared a gift for you too." Shen Youjin took her son's hand, her eyes full of smiles. "Let's go home and see!"
Li Nanchuan responded and took her hand. The family of four slowly walked out of the mall.
Under the bright sun, Shen Youjin's face was filled with a contented smile.
At this moment, time was peaceful, and everything was the best choice.