A Mistaken Marriage with Mr. CEO

Perhaps because the tears were too hot, Mr. Charles's eyelids twitched and he woke up.    

    

Shen Qi saw Charles wake up and quickly wiped away the tears on his face. However, her red eyes could not be hidden.    

    

Charles opened his eyes. His gaze froze for a long time before he could see Shen Qi's face clearly.    

    

Charles smiled gently. "In the end, I still could not hide it from you."    

    

"Teacher." Shen Qi choked and said, "I'm sorry I came late."    

    

Charles raised his hand and wiped away the tears from Shen Qi's eyes. "Silly girl, everyone has to take this step. What's there to be sad about?"    

    

"Teacher, Hee family's medical skills are very good. I'll contact my family right now and get someone to send a doctor over. " Shen Qi was about to get up when Charles suddenly grabbed Shen Qi's arm and stopped her.    

    

"Qi, I just don't want to be a specimen without dignity. That's why I didn't tell you." Charles looked at Shen Qi calmly and said, "Humans have dignity, and art has dignity. As a designer, I want to leave this world with dignity."    

    

Shen Qi's tears once again burst out. "Maybe there is still a chance?"    

    

"I have already done several inspections. " The metastasis of the cancer cells is already in its late stages. "The treatment methods are only to delay the time of death, but there won't be any fundamental changes. "Qi, respect teacher." Charles sighed," I have already lived for so many years, and still have a student as proud as you. It is worth it. "    

    

"Teacher." Shen Qi choked and could not continue.    

    

"Come, sit down and chat with the teacher. I haven't chatted with you for a long time." Charles smiled and said, "While I'm still awake, I can chat with you. Otherwise, you'll have to talk to my tombstone in a while. "    

    

Shen Qi immediately covered her mouth. Tears rolled down her face again.    

    

Okay, okay, my little girl. " Charles looked at Shen Qi with a smile. "Don't look like this. It will make me very sad."    

    

Shen Qi nodded hard and wiped away her tears. She sat in her original seat. She began to talk about what had happened recently.    

    

She talked about her husband, about her children, about her work, and about her own design.    

    

In order to not let Charles feel that she was useless, Shen Qi deliberately asked Charles about some work matters.    

    

Sure enough, when Shen Qi asked him for advice on professional matters, Charles immediately felt much better.    

    

Charles seriously thought about it and gave his suggestions. He repeatedly discussed with Shen Qi about the new seasonal release of new products and their design concepts.    

    

Charles was indeed a big star in the design industry. He gave Shen Qi a lot of inspiration.    

    

It made Shen Qi temporarily forget that Charles was still a seriously ill patient.    

    

The two of them were talking about each other, and the atmosphere in the room was peaceful.    

    

Fong Manlun stood outside the ward and did not go in to interrupt their discussion.    

    

Perhaps this was the best way to respect Mr. Charles.    

    

The assistant stood in the corridor and sighed. "Mr. Charles has been running around all his life. Miss Shen is the one who worried him the most. They are like father and daughter."    

    

Fong Manlun nodded in agreement.    

    

The assistant took out a document from his bag and handed it to Fong Manlun. "This document was originally intended to be published together with the will. Now it seems that I will let you keep it, Mr. Feng."    

    

Fong Manlun reached out and took it. It was the summary of Charles's life's hard work.    

    

If this conclusion was spread, it would cause an earthquake and tsunamis in the design industry.    

    

Obviously, these things were left for Shen Qi.    

    

Mr. Charles really had high hopes for Shen Qi!    

    

He did not hesitate to drag the illness and write such a thick summary just to leave a portion of wealth for his beloved student.    

    

"Alright, I will pass it to Qi." Fong Manlun replied, "Let's go outside and wait. Don't disturb Qi and her teacher's reunion."    

    

The assistant nodded and looked at the two people in the room before leaving with Fong Manlun.    

    

In the room, after Shen Qi and Charles chatted for a while, Charles was obviously not in good spirits.    

    

Shen Qi said, "Teacher, do you want to rest?"    

    

"No need. It won't be long before I can rest forever." Charles shook his head gently and looked at Shen Qi with a smile.    

    

He did not look like he was suffering from any illness.    

    

Although his eyes were no longer clear, they were still gentle.    

    

He looked at Shen Qi as if he was looking at his own child. He was full of love and sternness.    

    

Shen Qi forced herself not to let her tears roll down. She forced a smile and said, "Teacher, I am really worried that I will destroy your reputation in the future. A dignified designer like Charles would actually have such a stupid student."    

    

"Haha! It doesn't matter!" Charles smiled. "I will ask God to forgive you. "Because you are still young, God allows you to make mistakes. Qi, do you want to hear a story from your teacher? "    

    

"Okay." Shen Qi looked at Charles with sparkling eyes and tried her best to force back her tears.    

    

"In the past, there was a little boy. He was born in a very poor family. " How poor was his family? "His parents went to work in the manor every day. However, they could only barely feed themselves. When this little boy was five years old, he revealed his extraordinary talent for painting for the first time. However, in such a family, such talent was useless. It would be better to be strong and do more part-time jobs in exchange for some meager remuneration. "    

    

"The family told the little boy that painting is a privilege that only rich people have. Ordinary people need to have a better body and then learn a skill in the future, such as driving or gardening. In short, it's a skill that can fill one's stomach. "    

    

"The little boy doesn't believe in evil and insists on learning painting. "But there are so many children at home, So the little boy started to think of a way, and then he started to think of a way, and then he started to think of a way, and he started to think of a way, and he started to think of a way. He went to the manor where his parents worked and stole books. One time, he failed and was found out. "I was beaten until I was badly injured and thrown out, causing my parents to lose their jobs."    

    

Shen Qi quietly listened and did not say a word.    

    

"The little boy was punished for causing trouble. His parents were very disappointed with him. "So they sent him to a distant relative's house and cut off all contact. Fortunately, This little boy, a distant relative, had no children at home. Thus, this little boy was brought up as his own child. When the relative found out about the boy's talent, he was overjoyed. "He found a lot of books for the boy to learn from."    

    

"The boy received nutrition and grew up very quickly. He created a painting when he was eight years old. This painting was sent to the auction house by his relatives and sold for a large sum of money. " From then on, this relative forced the little boy to paint every day and made a profit from it. " When Mr. Charles said this, he smiled at Shen Qi.