After a night of hard work, Leng Zimo’s entire project developnt plan had also been completed.
After the two of them had breakfast together, Leng Zimo drove to et with the developer alongside Luo Xiaoqian to discuss the developnt plan in detail.
Although it was his first ti entering the real estate field, the developnt plan presented by Leng Zimo still won the cooperation partner’s approval. After briefly discussing the cooperative sche, both parties formally signed the contract.
At noon, mbers from both sides had lunch together. During the al, news ca from the developer that the water and electricity for the houses had been secured.
After lunch, the developer enthusiastically invited Leng Zimo and Luo Xiaoqian to enjoy a day at sea. Leng Zimo politely declined and instead rushed over to her family ho with Luo Xiaoqian.
Standing outside Luo Xiaoqian’s door once again, the two of them re-entered the small courtyard and pushed open the door into the house.
Luo Xiaoqian looked at the furniture that hadn’t been moved out and her eyes were filled with joy.
"I didn’t expect that all these things would still be here!"
She casually set down her bag, imdiately went into the kitchen, got a basin of water, and started cleaning the room.
Leng Zimo also rolled up his sleeves ready to help, but Luo Xiaoqian wouldn’t have it. Instead, she took his hand and led him upstairs to her attic room, tidied it up briefly, and then pressed him onto the bed.
"I can handle it; you should sleep here for a while. When it gets dark, I’ll take you to the nearby market to buy groceries!"
Knowing he had not slept all night because of this developnt plan and now that everything was settled, she naturally wouldn’t let him get busy with her.
Leng Zimo couldn’t argue with her and had to agree. Watching her turn and go downstairs, he looked around, observing her room.
Noticing a poster hanging down from the head of the bed, he stood up, straightened the fallen poster, and saw his own face on it.
All this ti, he had been her idol, and this poster had always been on Luo Xiaoqian’s bedside.
Looking at the poster of himself, Leng Zimo just shook his head lightly.
This girl, she really took him as her idol!
Having little desire to sleep, he got up, opened the drawer, found so tape, and re-attached the poster properly.
Everything here was still as it was when Luo Xiaoqian lived here. The bookshelf was tidy with books and scores, but the slot for CDs was empty. When Luo Xiaoqian had left for Beijing, she could only take his entire CD collection; these books and other things were not taken with her.
Looking at one item after another in the room, Leng Zimo imagined the girl growing up from a cute little girl into a graceful young lady, his heart filled with gratitude.
Thank goodness, he had bought this piece of land by so stroke of luck, or else he would have never seen these things.
Noticing a notebook lying horizontally on the shelf, he curiously took it down and flipped it open.
The notebook was colored with various fluorescent pens and underneath, the words "My Dream" were written.
What was her dream?
Leng Zimo curiously turned the next page.
The writing was sowhat childish.
"When Dad has a holiday, watch the Great Wall with him."
"Every ti we gathered seashells, Yuan Yuan’s dad carried her ho on his back, and I really want soone to carry ho too."
"Cinderella’s glass slippers are so beautiful; I want a pair of glass slippers too..."
"Get into the Central Conservatory of Music Composition Departnt..."
"Produce my own album..."
"Travel the world with the one I love, I want to bring my guitar and sing as we travel together..."
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