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Why? Why does she subconsciously pay attention to her appearance?
At this moment, Liu Qingxi did not realize that her fleeting moment of insecurity was due to that slender figure.
Deep down, every girl wants to present her best side to the person she likes.
At this moment, Liu Qingxi did not understand why she occasionally felt breathless, blushed, and had a racing heart.
In her past life, she had never experienced love. Although she was often secretly labeled as an old maid, she remained timid. Perhaps she had never encountered the right person who could make her give her all.
Just as she hesitated, a woman in plain white clothing slowly approached with a smile, radiating the joy of a reunion: "Qingxi, why didn't you come in when you arrived?"
It turned out that the one inviting her was Wen Suling, who had returned to town for over a month.
Back at the Yang Residence, she regained control of the household. Her demeanor and behavior were no longer as casual as they had been in the countryside; she was usually followed by a group of maids when going out.
If it weren't for the excuse of offering incense, it might have been difficult for her to step out.
After all, she was still Yang Bingshan's wife. Even if not for herself, she had to consider Yang Yichen.
"Ah, Aunt, if I had known you were coming, I would have stayed home. Look at me..."
Although she hadn’t done anything herself, it was unavoidable that she picked up some dust.
She felt somewhat disheveled, especially standing next to such a beauty from the Wen Family; she exuded a strong rustic vibe.
Fortunately, this feeling was only momentary.
"It's fine, it's fine. This Mingqingxi can really do things; she's much better than those Ladies."
The Wen Family appreciated girls who could support themselves rather than those who were pretentious and artificial.
"How is it going? How's the house construction lately? Aunt has been hearing all about you in town, saying that Ten Li Pu has produced an impressive girl, making you sound like a deity."
Although there is some exaggeration, there is indeed some truth to it.
Liu Qingxi once again recognized the gossiping ability of the Ancient People.
"The first house is completed today, and we'll start the next one tomorrow. After all, our construction team is just getting started, so the pace is a bit slow, but it will get better and better."
Liu Qingxi had this confidence; they would definitely go further step by step.
Especially today's success made her realize that her efforts were not in vain.
No one can predict the future, and no one knows how far this girl will go.
However, Liu Qingxi had a flaw in her character that needed to be overcome through repeated trials.
The Wen Family listened with smiles as Liu Qingxi reported her achievements, occasionally offering praise, which greatly encouraged her.
"Alright, alright, you've worked hard. Aunt won't keep you any longer; come back when you have time."
The Wen Family clearly noticed Liu Qingxi's drooping eyelids.
After the girl left, a White-Clad Youth stepped out from behind the screen and stood with the Wen Family, looking like a mother-son duo.
"Yichan, what can't you say in front of your mother? I don't believe you don't like Qingxi!"
The Wen Family had long seen through their son's feelings, but the cold-faced Kid never dared to admit it.
Yang Yichen felt quite helpless; it wasn't that he was afraid to admit it but rather that he hadn't recognized his own feelings until now.
Now that he had confirmed his feelings, he must pursue them with determination.
"Mother, you noticed that!"
"What?" Wen Family's eyes widened in disbelief. She thought she was imagining things; her son actually admitted it directly?
Her original intention was just to tease him like before, but she didn't expect her son to speak the truth.
"Then you need to work harder; you can't let someone else take her away! If you need any help, just ask. After all these years, I know exactly what Young Lady likes."
In Yang Residence, Wen Family was now cold and ruthless, but in front of Liu Qingxi, she was a gentle elder. In Yang Yichen's heart, she was a confidante with whom he could share his thoughts.
"Honestly, I like her too. I wish she were my own daughter, but having her as my daughter-in-law wouldn't be bad either."
"Then Mother, do you think Qingxi is too exposed?"
Yang Yichen didn't finish his sentence, but Wen Family knew what he meant. It was simply about whether she cared about status.
What a joke! After experiencing so much in life, status and fame are all illusions. What truly matters is the person you spend your life with.
She once thought Yang Bingshan was a good man, but that turned out to be a mistake.
Life is short; why make oneself suffer so much? If time could rewind, she would never choose to follow her family's arrangements and would take control of her own life.
"Don't you see it more clearly than I do? What's wrong with girls? Girls can also study, read, and earn money; there's nothing shameful about it." At this moment, her granddaughter, who had been personally taught by Old Man Wen, stood out.
She had a strong academic background and had developed a personality that didn't care much for customs and etiquette.
Yang Yichen felt warm inside. No matter when, Wen Family unconditionally supported and cared for him, unlike that other person who always doubted him and never acted like an elder.
The mother and son quickly reached an agreement and exchanged smiles. How could they both have such cunning expressions? They truly were mother and son.
Leaving Yang Family, Liu Qingxi had no idea that her embarrassed appearance had already been seen clearly by others. The key point was that her flustered face almost made people unable to hold back their laughter.
Returning to the empty home, Liu Qingxi sighed. It was manageable while working outside, but the feeling was not as strong.
However, with Liu Qingyan's chattering voice and her serious practice of calligraphy absent from the house, it felt uncomfortable no matter how she thought about it.
This was the first time they had been apart for such a long period, and Liu Qingxi could truly feel her brother's reliance on her. With family around, she felt energized in everything she did.
But with Liu Qingyan not at home, all her strength seemed to be drained away. She slumped into a chair, silently staring at the spot where Liu Qingyan used to practice his writing.
It felt as if the boy would appear with just a blink of an eye, but it was all an illusion.
Only when there was something to do or a new focus could she avoid being lost in the sadness of their separation.
Not in a hurry to start a fire for cooking, she took out a sharpened stick and lightly drew on the yellowed paper, finding it interesting without any particular meaning.
The smooth lines under her hand behaved like obedient children, each line converging into the desired shape.
Gradually, a tall building began to take shape on the paper. The faint lines became more substantial, evolving into bold strokes, complete with doors and windows, glass carvings, and flying eaves adorned with mythical beasts.
Next came a round stage, flanked by two stone lions at the entrance and decorations on either side.
These elements gradually came together under her hand.
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