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"But..." Xie Linfeng wanted to ask again.

Ye Wenxi had already stood up, not giving him a chance to continue pondering.

She walked to the door, placed her hand on the doorknob, glanced back at him, and smiled faintly. "Then it's settled. Please, within a week, I want to see at least ten design drafts from you and Xiaohe, with an 80% upload rate. Do your best, Chief Designer Xie."

The door opened with a "click" and closed with another "click".

Xie Linfeng sat alone in the conference room, staring at the swaying door, remaining motionless for a long time.

The sunlight streamed in at an angle through the window, illuminating the design drawings on the table and making the pencil lines shine.

He looked down at his hands, then looked up at the window.

Chief Designer?

He suddenly felt a weight on his shoulder, as if something had quietly enveloped him.

But the feeling wasn't repulsive; instead, it ignited a fire in my chest, yet it felt as if something was missing...

The leaves outside the window rustled in the wind, and a gust of wind swept a few leaves off.

Autumn is really coming.

....................

The next day, as soon as Ye Wenxi arrived at the clothing store, he dialed the phone number Tan Chunli had left behind.

The call was made to Tan Chunli's friend's house, and a middle-aged woman answered: "Feeding?"

"Hello, is this Zhang Jie's house? I am Ye Wenxi from Wenxi Garment Shop. Sister Tan Chunli gave me this phone number, saying I can leave a message to find her."

"Oh, yes," the other person said, "What do you want to say? I'll talk to her when I see her."

"Okay, then please tell her to call me back if it's convenient for her."

"Okay, I got it. I'll talk to her while I'm watching her."

Ye Wenxi hung up the phone and continued dealing with the matters at hand.

Just before she was about to leave work, Tan Chunli finally called back.

"Hello, Wenxi?" Tan Chunli's voice came through the receiver, low and hushed.

"Sister Tan," Ye Wenxi asked immediately, "How are things going on your end? Have you found a place to stay? What's the situation at home?"

Tan Chunli covered the microphone, her voice barely audible: "Wenxi... I... I've only managed to escape with my son for now. As for accommodation... I'll stay at a friend's house for now, and try to rent a place when I have more money."

"But given the current situation, it's probably impossible to rent public housing directly; the only option is to find someone with connections to rent private housing..."

Ye Wenxi frowned: "Living in a private place? That's a bit dangerous. How about I take a look at the house for you?"

"No, no, no!" Tan Chunli quickly interrupted her. "No, no, no, you don't need to worry about my house. I'm already incredibly grateful for the job you offered me! I'm staying with a friend for now, it's okay, we'll talk about the house later!"

Ye Wenxi was silent for two seconds: "...Okay then. I called you today to talk to you about work."

"Okay, okay, go ahead and tell me," Tan Chunli readily agreed.

"If you're sure you can start work tomorrow, Xiaoxue and I will go back to Harbin tomorrow to hand over some work to you. Although the store in Harbin isn't officially open yet, your work can already begin," Ye Wenxi explained to Tan Chunli, outlining what tasks could be started ahead of schedule.

"Okay, okay! Sure, sure!" Tan Chunli's voice suddenly brightened up. "To be honest, I've already moved out today. This phone belongs to my friend. My son and I are staying here temporarily."

Ye Wenxi: "Okay, I'll contact you using this number from now on. Let's meet at the physical store address tomorrow at 11 a.m.

Tan Chunli: "Okay, see you tomorrow, Wenxi!"

After hanging up the phone, Ye Wenxi leaned back in her chair and sighed softly.

She picked up the notebook on the table and wrote down the phone number: Tan Chunli-2029XXXX.

That evening, Ye Wenxi went home to pack her luggage.

Lu Weidong leaned against the door frame with his arms crossed, watching her stuff clothes into her bag one by one, and sighed softly.

Ye Wenxi turned her head and saw Lu Weidong, shirtless, leaning against the door frame with his arms crossed and a bitter expression on his face.

"Hehehe," Ye Wenxi stood up with a grin.

She walked over and poked Lu Weidong's bulging, muscular chest muscles with two fingers: "What's wrong? You look so miserable. I won't be gone for long."

Lu Weidong loosened his arms and hugged Ye Wenxi: "You already travel to Harbin frequently enough, and now you have to go to school in Harbin too."

"Alright then, I'll drop out of school tomorrow." Ye Wenxi pushed him away and turned to leave.

Lu Weidong pulled her back and hugged her tightly: "Tsk~~ You got angry just because I was joking?"

Ye Wenxi smiled and snuggled closer to him: "Then what should we do? We can't just leave our Chief of Staff Lu all alone."

Lu Weidong chuckled twice, put one arm around her waist, and lifted her chin with the other: "When are you coming back?"

Ye Wenxi pouted and gave a wry smile: "Uh... I really don't know."

Lu Weidong sighed: "I knew it."

"But it won't be too long," Ye Wenxi looked up at him. "After all, there are no trade fairs for the next two weeks, so I only need to accumulate 16 class hours. And according to the academy, submitting design drafts, conducting seminars, learning at factories, and giving presentations can all be counted as class hours."

"However... I don't want to just coast through the classes. I want to learn more. After graduating from university, I did something that wasn't really related to design, and now I'm a bit rusty."

Lu Weidong's eyes widened: "You call this rusty? You draw clothes like that and you call it rusty?"

Ye Wenxi: "Oh dear~ laymen can't tell, there's still room for improvement."

Lu Weidong: "........."

Lu Weidong: "You said your work isn't related to design, so what do you do?"

Ye Wenxi: "Project Manager"

Lu Weidong: "Huh?"

Ye Wenxi: "You wouldn't understand even if I told you."

Lu Weidong: "............."

Lu Weidong's face turned even more bitter.

Ye Wenxi pulled her hands out of his arms and gently pressed two fingers to Lu Weidong's lips, rubbing them back and forth.

She looked up at him with a smile: "Don't be unhappy, your words are making me feel bad."

Looking into her eyes, which seemed to have been washed clean, Lu Weidong's smile finally softened.

He raised his hand and stroked her hair, sliding it down her cheek. "I'm not unhappy..."

He gently brushed his thumb against her chin, his voice so low it was almost whispered in her ear, "I just miss you. I started missing you even before you left."

Ye Wenxi smiled, pursing her lips.

She cupped Lu Weidong's face in her hands, kneaded it like dough, then tilted her head back and kissed his lips.

The kiss had a slightly clingy, affectionate quality to it.

Lu Weidong paused for half a second, then responded enthusiastically, holding the back of her head with one hand and tightly wrapping his other arm around her waist, as if he wanted to meld her whole body into his bones.

As they kissed, Lu Weidong suddenly lifted Ye Wenxi up by the waist, walked a few steps to the bedside, and pounced on her.

The mattress groaned, Ye Wenxi's hair fell loose on the pillow, and Lu Weidong's kiss moved from her lips to her chin, then buried in her neck, his hot breath spraying onto her collarbone.

"Hmm..." Ye Wenxi tilted her head back and ran her fingers through his short hair.

Just as Lu Weidong's hand reached for the buttons on her clothes, Ye Wenxi suddenly pressed against his chest and gently pushed him away, saying, "Wait."

Lu Weidong raised his head, his eyes frighteningly dark, his Adam's apple bobbing: "...What?"

"Wait for me to change my clothes," Ye Wenxi said with a shy smile.

She crawled out from under him, jumped off the bed, and ran towards the wardrobe, her steps as light as a cat's.