My Lift As A Top Star In A Book

Thinking of these past events, Qin Nuan had mixed feelings in her heart.

She stood up and pushed open the floor-to-ceiling window of her bedroom, sat on the balcony, and watched the sun rise above the sea level little by little, and the sky gradually became brighter. Things that had no clue before suddenly seemed to have a basis.

I don't know how long I sat there, but suddenly there was a knock on the door that turned from light to heavy, "Miss, breakfast is ready. Mr. Qin is waiting for you in the restaurant."

Qin Nuan said hello.

After freshening up and changing clothes, Qin Nuan took the elevator to the restaurant downstairs.

Qin Xiudao, who was sitting at the dining table, saw Qin Nuan, stood up quickly, and diligently opened the dining chair for her with a friendly smile, "Nuan Nuan, sit down quickly. Dad doesn't know if you like Chinese breakfast or Western breakfast, so let the kitchen do it." You’re ready, let’s see what you like to eat?”

Qin Nuan glanced at the breakfast spread all over the dining table, her smile showing a bit of helplessness. She shrugged, "I can do it, I'm not picky about food."

After saying that, Qin Nuan handed the document in his hand to Qin Xiudao.

"This is all Song Zhan's information."

Qin Xiudao quickly accepted it.

Qin Nuan then sat down at the dining table. When eating, as long as her eyes stayed on the plate for a few seconds, the plate would be immediately moved to her.

Looking at Qin Xiudao who had been busy with her, Qin Nuan didn't show it on her face, but she said she didn't feel the warmth was fake in her heart.

She has always wanted to be loved by her parents.

I didn't get it as a replacement for Miss Qin's family, it really belongs to me.

At this time, Qin Xiudao moved another bowl of tofu with toppings in front of Qin Nuan and said with emotion: "Nuan Nuan, your taste is very similar to your mother's!"

"After all these years, do you still remember my mother's taste?" Qin Nuan looked up at Qin Xiudao and asked.

Yuan Jun passed away when Qin Nuan was five or six years old. Therefore, Qin Nuan's memory of her mother is very vague. Every time she hears Qin Xiudao mention her mother, she is full of curiosity.

Qin Xiudao replied: "Of course I remember. Your mother likes to eat salty tofu puffs, and I like to eat sweet tofu puffs. At first, we had a heated debate over which flavor was better, and we lost. The person who wants to eat the tofu porridge that the other person likes has to eat for a semester.”

"What happened next? Who won?" Qin Nuan asked.

Qin Xiudao's eyes were filled with a smile, "Your mother."

Qin Nuan asked: "Why? Because my mother is very eloquent?"

Qin Xiudao shook his head.

Qin Nuan was even more curious, "What's the reason for that?"

Qin Xiudao replied: "Because she cried."

After a pause, Qin Xiudao continued: "She cried and said that salty food tastes better. I saw her crying and quickly said you were right, salty food tastes better, and then she laughed."

"Later, I ate salty tofu bread with her for a semester."

When Qin Nuan heard this, he couldn't help but chuckle.

I never imagined that it would be so interesting when my parents were in love.

It's a pity that they don't have enough affection and courage.

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After breakfast, Qin Xiudao took Song Zhan's information and went out to do business. Qin Nuan was at home alone. She walked around the villa boredly without letting the servants follow her.

When he moved to the second floor, Qin Nuan was shocked by the study room covering an area of ​​nearly 200 square meters.

The study room is designed with a high ceiling, about seven meters high, and connects to the third floor. The two-story-high bookshelves cover three walls. The bookshelves are neatly stacked with densely packed books, just like a bookstore, divided into different areas.

On the other wall of the study room is a seven-meter-high colored glass window. Sunlight filters in from the colorful windows and shines on the bookshelves.

Qin Nuan walked to the bookshelf and pulled out a few books.

She flipped through it and found that each book had notes and reflections after reading it.

It turns out that Qin Xiudao's hobby is reading.