Free Web NovelChapter 1039: Chapter 1039: All Those Named Lu Are Divine Wingmen (9)
The whole building had a lot of character, and high above on the roof stood a huge character "Ran". Other than that, there were no unnecessary decorations.
Su Weiyi followed behind Sheng Yanxiao and walked in. The interior décor was also grand yet simple. The walls all around were covered with all kinds of paintings, and there was a faint scent of tea in the air. ƒгeewёbnovel.com
It was utterly quiet inside, not a sound to be heard. After turning a corner, her field of view suddenly opened up, and Su Weiyi saw at a glance the woman sitting behind a huge tea table made from tree roots.
Xie Xiaoran’s hair had been cut short, and she seemed to have put on a little weight. She was no longer as skin-and-bone as before. She wore a black turtleneck, a simple metal ornament around her neck, and held a purple clay teapot in her hand, slowly and unhurriedly making tea.
When she saw them come in, Xie Xiaoran slowly lifted her head. The instant her gaze met Su Weiyi’s, her hand loosened and the purple clay teapot clattered onto the table. Luckily the distance was short and it didn’t break.
Xie Xiaoran stood up. "Xiao Yi?"
For no clear reason, Su Weiyi’s eyes turned faintly hot, but the corners of her mouth curved into a smile. "Xiao Ran, long time no see."
Xie Xiaoran had always been indifferent, even a little cold, but now she suddenly stood up, quickly walked toward Su Weiyi, and reached out to pull her into a hug. "You finally came back."
Sheng Yanxiao stood beside them without saying a word. Just then, Xie Xiaoran’s assistant came down from upstairs. Seeing who it was, he froze for a second, then hurriedly greeted, "Young Master Sheng."
After they sat down, Su Weiyi finally learned that the reason Xie Xiaoran had asked Sheng Yanxiao to come over today was to pay him back. freeweɓnovel.cøm
They didn’t go into the details, and Su Weiyi didn’t ask. Sheng Yanxiao only sat for a short while before getting up. "I still have things to do. I’ll head out first."
It was obviously to leave space for these two friends who were meeting again after years apart.
After Sheng Yanxiao left, Xie Xiaoran gave a few instructions to her assistant, then took Su Weiyi upstairs to the second floor. This building had been bought and renovated. It was a small three-story structure: the first floor was a gallery and tea room, the second floor held the bedroom and office area, and the third floor was just an attic—Xie Xiaoran’s studio.
Xie Xiaoran led Su Weiyi into her own room on the second floor.
In truth, both Xie Xiaoran and Su Weiyi were cool-tempered people, but somehow, despite having had no contact at all for three years, they slipped back into ease the moment they met, as if they had never been apart.
Su Weiyi asked Xie Xiaoran about her life over the past three years. She was doing very well, progressing further and further on the highly gifted path of painting she’d chosen.
It was just that this road ultimately needed time to settle and steep. Even though she had become famous young, there was still some distance between her and those so-called grand masters.
And some of the things Xie Xiaoran said also confirmed the guess Su Weiyi had made before: she had not been "kept" by anyone. The person who had helped her back then was Sheng Yanxiao.
They talked and talked, and before they realized it, the sun was already slanting toward the horizon. Only then did it occur to Su Weiyi that she was still supposed to be at work and had actually skipped the whole afternoon. She called Si Xia to explain, and of course Si Xia wasn’t about to blame her for anything.
After hanging up, she walked back into the room. Xie Xiaoran suddenly spoke. "Xiao Yi, there’s something I think I need to apologize to you for."
"Mm? What is it?"
"Back then you suddenly applied to be an exchange student, and you didn’t tell anyone. I don’t know if it had anything to do with our conversation that day, but it probably did. Otherwise, you wouldn’t have gone to apply right after that talk we had."
Su Weiyi fell silent and said nothing.
