"I'm not going to play mahjong today. I want Qiao Qiao to read me a novel."
Wen Qiao: "Hmm? Reading novels?"
"Yes, my eyes are blurry now. Can you read to me? I like your voice very much. I'm sure it will be very moving when you read novels."
Wen Qiao nodded quickly: "Okay, I'll read it to you."
After dinner, the old lady sat on the sofa in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in the small hall, and Wen Qiao sat on the carpet in front of her. It started to rain outside. Her voice was soft, with the beauty of a young girl and a slight rustling sound. Fu Nanli listened attentively, and the old lady's eyes became more kind and gentle.
After reading dozens of pages of a novel, it was getting late. The old lady touched her head and said, "It's getting late. Let Nan Li take you home. Come back and play when you have time."
Fu Nanli got into the car with her, holding a big black umbrella. Wen Qiao waved to the old man outside the window.
"How did the novel go?" he asked.
"Sincere, touching, plain but full of warmth."
“That was written by my grandmother.”
Wen Qiao was surprised, "Grandma is very talented."
"She is a writer. The novel is about how she and my grandfather met, got to know each other and fell in love when they were young. After my grandfather passed away, she would often read the novel and reminisce about the past."
Wen Qiao said in a rare sentimental tone: "I hope to live a simple and ordinary life with you until we grow old."
Fu Nanli stroked her face gently and looked into her eyes, "Yes."
After Wen Qiao returned home, he felt something strange. Xiao Mo meant that a member of the guild had leaked his identity before and was expelled from the guild.
So her identity was leaked, so why didn't the president look for her? According to the president's level of excellence, she shouldn't be able to hide the fact that her identity was leaked from him.
Although the president did not look for her, Wen Qiao did not intend to get away with it, so she took the initiative to look for the president.
[Bai Ze: Due to my personal negligence, my identity in the guild has been monitored by the National Cyber Security Department. I am sorry. Do I need to quit the W guild?]
[President: No need]
Wen Qiao raised his eyebrows. This was too quick a reply.
[Bai Ze: I heard that someone quit the club after their identity was leaked. Why shouldn’t I use it?]
Kevin on the other end thought, why? It's because your boyfriend is the big boss behind the scenes, who dares to fire you
[President: You were discovered due to force majeure, not by yourself. It’s not your fault. Just be more careful next time.]
After saying this, the president went offline, and the sunflower avatar instantly dimmed.
Wen Qiao stared at the computer in a daze. This guild was quite reasonable.
At the end of August, there were two rains, and the heat of the autumn heat finally subsided.
The filming of [Eighteen Years Old, Slightly Sweet] was finished, and Wen Qiao and Lu Youyou went to the crew as producers and producers.
Wen Qiao ordered large bouquets of flowers for the two main characters, and also booked a wrap-up banquet to entertain the main cast and crew members of the crew.
Wen Qiao presented flowers to Fang Duo, and Lu Youyou presented flowers to Dong Yao.
Fang Duo hugged Wen Qiao and started to cry again. Lu Youyou rolled her eyes and said, "Big sister, is it true that you only have one way to express your joy, anger, sorrow, or happiness, and that is to cry?"
Fang Duo sobbed and said, "Wen Qiao, thank you for letting me find a new industry that I love. It was not until I finished this drama that I realized that I really like acting. I had to give up folk music. Thank you for helping me find a new direction in life."
Wen Qiao patted her on the back and said, "Do your best in acting in the future."
(End of this chapter)