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Chapter 880 Let Me Walk With You
"I didn't say anything." Xu Yuhan shook her head, and she asked the young female teacher again, "Have you fallen in love recently?"

The female teacher was taken aback. Although Xu Yuhan was usually nice to these employees, she was a boss after all. A boss who suddenly asked about the private life of the employees always felt creepy.

Is it because you have been too active after get off work recently, and sister Xu has a problem?
If the boss feels that the employees are not serious about their work, that is not a good thing.

Considering the sentence, the female teacher said, "He and I are high school classmates, and we have just established a relationship."

Xu Yuhan smiled and said, "It's good, your boyfriend is quite tolerant, and he only confessed his love to you after graduating from university for two or three years."

"I confessed to him." The female teacher said.

"..."

"Sister Xu, don't worry, I won't delay work. Recently, we have been busy renting a new house, and we may have been negligent in our work." The female teacher explained to herself.

"You misunderstood me. I didn't mean anything else. It was just a sudden gossip. If you are really busy, you can tell me in advance, and I can also arrange a vacation for you. Everyone is busy. Don't I usually Is it that difficult to get along with?" Xu Yuhan said.

"No, no, thank you Sister Xu." Hearing what Xu Yuhan said, the female teacher felt relieved, "Because Sister Xu, you never ask us about this matter, so I am worried."

"Actually, caring about your lives is what I should do. I was negligent in this regard before." Xu Yuhan said.

"No, no, sister Xu, you already care about us very much. We are lucky to meet such a good boss as you." The female teacher said sincerely.

She has worked in other places before, but she has never met a boss who treats employees as well as Xu Yuhan.

Xu Yuhan smiled, "Has your boyfriend been in Jiangyang before?"

"No, he just came some time ago." The female teacher said.

"Did you come here just for you?" Xu Yuhan asked with a smile.

The female teacher showed a happy smile, "Actually, I didn't ask him to come..."

"He insists on coming, right? Xiao Mian, to show off to my sister." Xu Yuhan teased.

"Hee hee, how can I show off to Sister Xu? The colleagues in the studio envy you the most. Teacher Liu in the Chinese painting class has always been a fan of Teacher Zhang. After coming to our studio, I knew the relationship between Teacher Zhang and you, but I was sad. It's been a while." The female teacher said with a smile.

"Oh? Is Liu Yuanyuan Zhang Zhong's book friend?" Xu Yuhan asked in surprise. Liu Yuanyuan has been in Mengmu Xiaozhu for several months, but she still doesn't know about it.

"Yes, when I first came here, I saw Teacher Zhang on the screen saver of her mobile phone, but it was changed later." The female teacher said.

"Why did you change it?" Xu Yuhan asked.

"Of course I have to change it. How can I use the photo of my boss's girlfriend as a screen saver all day long?" The female teacher said with a smile.

Xu Yuhan shrugged, "I don't mind."

……

Liu Yuanyuan felt that their boss was a little strange today, and came to her several times in the afternoon.

Every time I come, I don’t have any important things. I ask if tomorrow’s class is arranged, and then ask how the class is effective today.

Normally, the boss would not look for them, and even if he did, it would be for more important things.

Although she felt that the boss was a little abnormal, Liu Yuanyuan couldn't figure out why.

On Xu Yuhan's side, after looking for Liu Yuanyuan for the fifth time, he finally saw his phone's screen saver, whether it was the lock screen wallpaper or the home page wallpaper, it wasn't Zhang Zhong.

"Sure enough, it changed." Xu Yuhan murmured, and then she patted her head again, wondering what happened to herself, how could she do such a thing.

Could it be that menopause is coming early?Or do you mean that you have the potential to become a jealous woman?
"Sister Xu, do you have the key to the small warehouse with you?"

While Xu Yuhan was thinking wildly, Teacher Yuan from the oil painting class suddenly ran over.

"The key to the small warehouse? Didn't I give you one?" Xu Yuhan asked strangely.

Teacher Yuan said with some embarrassment, "I forgot to bring it when I came here today. Now, Teacher Liu is going to go to the small warehouse to get something. I just remembered, and I want to ask if you have brought it. If you haven't brought it, I will go back for a while." Take the key."

"I didn't bring it either." Xu Yuhan shook his head.

"Oh, then I'll go back." Teacher Yuan said.

"No need, you live far away, it's troublesome to go back, but I'm relatively close, wait for me for a while, I'll go back," Xu Yuhan said.

"I'm sorry, Sister Xu, to trouble you." Teacher Yuan felt ashamed. After all, she was really to blame for this matter. Xu Yuhan was able to give her the warehouse key because he trusted her, but he failed this trust.

"It's nothing, I'll come as soon as I go." Xu Yuhan smiled and shook her head. She didn't think there was anything wrong with it, but she just forgot to bring the key. It's a normal thing, everyone makes mistakes, and this is the first time for Teacher Yuan.

Xu Yuhan looked at the time, it was more than half an hour before her class.

The key was placed in the bedroom on the second floor of Zhang Zhong's house, and the round trip took at most ten minutes, which was more than enough.

Five minutes later, Xu Yuhan arrived at the bedroom where she was sleeping. After finding the key, she was about to leave when she suddenly heard some not-so-loud noises from upstairs.

There should be no one at home right now, Xu Yuhan suddenly became frightened, could a thief have entered the house?

Do you want to call the police directly?
Or call Zhang Zhong to come back?

But what if it's just that you heard it wrong, or it's just the sound of the wind blowing?
After weighing the matter, Xu Yuhan first went to the first floor and opened the door to make sure that he could run out immediately if something happened.

When she was ready, she tiptoed upstairs.

As soon as she walked up to the third floor, she heard the sound of dragging something, like the sound of chair legs across the ground.

The sound should have come from upstairs, and it wasn't too far away, either on the fourth floor or the fifth floor.

She followed the sound up again, and when she reached the fifth floor, she felt that the sound came from this floor.

The sound probably came from the large room on the far west.

This made Xu Yuhan a little puzzled. If it was really a thief, what did the thief do in that room? That room was empty and there was nothing there, and he couldn't steal anything.

Although their house has six floors, most of the things are mainly concentrated on the lower three floors, and the valuable things are mainly on the first and second floors.

If it was an uneducated thief, he should focus on looking through the first floor, maybe he could find a little cash or gold and silver jewelry.

There are also cameras collected by Zhang Xingjun, which are also quite valuable.

If the thief who comes here has some art appreciation ability, the second floor will become his main battlefield. The painting of Wu Ziyun in Pengpeng Studio alone is worth tens of millions, and Zhang Zhong's study is also a treasure.

But no matter what kind of thief it is, it won't run to an empty room to work.

Thinking of this, Xu Yuhan's character should be thinking too much.

But she still didn't take it lightly, after all, maybe the other party is not a thief, but some kind of crazy.

In order to prevent accidents, she also specially took a broom for self-defense.

In fact, Xu Yuhan overlooked one thing, that is, ever since Zhang Zhong's cousins ​​came over and almost touched Peng Peng's painting, Zhang Zhong designed a whole set of security measures for their home.

Although these security measures are usually invisible, if a thief really comes in, he will definitely be caught immediately.

Slowly walking to the door of the large room on the west side, Xu Yuhan listened quietly to the voices inside.

Xu Yuhan was too nervous at the moment, she didn't think deeply at all, she continued to put her ear close to the door, listening to the movement inside.

There must be someone inside, and the sound of dragging things can be heard from time to time, which is definitely not caused by the wind.

After thinking about it, Xu Yuhan took out his mobile phone and dialed Zhang Zhong's number.

But as soon as the call was made, Xu Yuhan heard Zhang Zhong's cell phone ringing from the room.

She froze for a moment, then breathed a sigh of relief, she really thought too much, it turned out that Zhang Zhong was in the room.

But Xu Yuhan is also very strange, what is he doing here?

She slowly opened the room, and as the door was slowly opened, the whole room slowly appeared in front of Xu Yuhan.

The windows of the room were all closed, the sunlight was blocked by thick curtains, and the lights inside the room were not turned on.

But the room is not completely dark, there are many beams of colored light rippling and dizzying in the room, and the final destination of these lights is the big west wall.

A man—she recognized it as Zhang Zhong—was stepping on a step ladder, smearing something on the wall with something in his hand.

It seems to be a person's face on the wall, the hair, forehead, and jaw line can be clearly seen, only the eyes, nose and mouth are blocked by Zhang Zhong.

But even though the most critical part was blocked, Xu Yuhan still recognized whose face it was.

She suddenly covered her mouth, and tears welled up from her eyes.

She didn't know why she was crying, but the tear glands were out of her control.

Zhang Zhong didn't realize that Xu Yuhan was right behind him, and the cell phone in his pocket rang, but he couldn't spare to answer it now, so he could only jump down the step ladder, and then took out the cell phone from his trouser pocket.

It was Yuhan's phone call. Zhang Zhong carefully connected the phone while looking at the more than half-finished paintings on the wall.

He originally thought it would be easy to draw a gourd according to the projection, but it turned out to be much more difficult than he thought.

I have been busy for several days in a row, but the painting is still less than half finished.

It seems that I have to work overtime again tonight, otherwise I won't be able to finish it before the weekend.

"Hey?"

After connecting the phone, Zhang Zhong spoke softly, but there was no sound on the other side, so he increased the volume again, "Hello? Can you hear me?"

Hey, why did I hear my own voice on the phone?

Zhang Zhong looked at the phone suspiciously, wondering if the signal of the phone was not good, there was an echo, and he was about to go out of the room to find a place with a better signal, but when he turned around, he saw Xu Yuhan standing at the door.

Zhang Zhong, holding the phone, was dumbfounded.

It turned out that it wasn't an echo, what he heard just now was his own voice.

Oh hoo, failed.

He has been guarding against Xu Yuhan for the past few days, fearing that she would find out what he had planned in advance, and wanted to surprise her when the time comes, but he did not expect that she would eventually find out in advance.

Then the surprise he prepared for her will be gone.

Then he saw Xu Yuhan running over with a broom in his left hand "aggressively".

While Zhang Zhong was in a daze, Xu Yuhan hugged Zhang Zhong tightly.

"Don't, I..."

Zhang Zhong wanted to say that he was dirty.

In order to paint this picture, his face, clothes, and hands are covered with paint, some of which are still wet.Now that Xu Yuhan was hugging her so tightly, it was conceivable that her clothes would not be spared, as they must have been dyed colorfully.

"Don't talk, let me hug you for a while." Xu Yuhan put his arm around Zhang Zhong's shoulder and said softly.

Zhang Zhong didn't speak, and let her hold him.

After a while, Xu Yuhan released the pendant status and left Zhang Zhong's embrace.

The tears in her eyes hadn't dried yet, but there was a happy smile on her face that couldn't be hidden.

"What are you doing?" She raised her chin arrogantly, with the corners of her mouth raised.

Zhang Zhong shrugged his shoulders, pointed to the paint on his body and said, "I am a painter with strong painting skills."

"Pfft, virtue."

Zhang Zhong said with a smile, "Close your eyes."

Xu Yuhan closed her eyes obediently.

"It can be opened."

When Xu Yuhan opened her eyes again, Zhang Zhong was already kneeling in front of her.

It seems that when girls face a marriage proposal, they all have a standard set of actions, and Xu Yuhan is no exception. She covered her mouth with her hands in excitement.

"Originally, I wanted to wait until Friday night to let you see this painting. By then, the painting should have been finished, and I would invite some friends to witness it. But now something unexpected happened, and you discovered it in advance. At that time, I will also kneel here, but what I should hold in my hand is a bouquet of beautiful roses. Then where you stand, there will be a circle of heart-shaped candles. There will also be music, and you will play your favorite that song."

Zhang Zhong, who was kneeling on one knee, laughed, "There is nothing left now, only half a painting and my dirty body. But Ms. Xu Yuhan, you can't blame me for this. When we are both beautiful and old, When recalling the past, don't blame me for not being ready for you. But this kind of thing is only once, Ms. Xu Yuhan, are you willing to give this dirty man in front of you a chance to let him walk with you? Once, the road we want to take is not the path among the flowers in the iris garden, nor the crowds in the streets of Paris, but the unique road in the long river of life."

Zhang Zhong's marriage proposal did not have words like "I love you" and "I will give you happiness", but every word and every word hit Xu Yuhan's heart.

Let me walk with you.

Such a simple sentence can become such an affectionate confession.

"I am willing."

These three words passed through the palm of my hand, mixed with tears, and I couldn't hear them clearly.

But they will be imprinted in the lives of Xu Yuhan and Zhang Zhong and become the most important part.

(End of this chapter)