A Mistaken Marriage with Mr. CEO

Seeing that Shen Qi could no longer hold back her tears, he smiled and said, "Don't cry. Teacher will bless you all in heaven."    

Shen Qi nodded vigorously.    

"Qi, remember teacher's words. Only with love in the heart can one create a work of spirituality. Love is very important. "No matter what happens in the future, you must always have the ability to love." Charles reminded again.    

Shen Qi nodded her head vigorously. Her tears followed her movements and flew out.    

"Ho is a good seedling. If she is properly nurtured, her accomplishments will be above mine." Charles continued, "She is very similar to her."    

Shen Qi covered her sobs and nodded vigorously.    

Ho looked like Old Madame Hee.    

So Charles also had some love for Ho.    

En, it was originally love for her.    

"I wanted to teach you something else, but it's too late." Charles looked regretful. "But I believe you will go higher and farther."    

Shen Qi lowered her head and kept silent.    

"In the end, I still can't see her." Charles sighed and smiled. There was relief in his eyes. "That's good too. I walked in front of her. " This way, I won't be too sad. "    

"Teacher..." Shen Qi could not help but ask, "Do you really not regret it?"    

"Why should I regret it?" Charles looked at Shen Qi gently. "Persisting for love. How can I regret it?"    

Charles's words made Fong Manlun's eyes light up.    

Yes, persisting for love. How could he regret it?    

Regardless of whether this love was reciprocated or not, it didn't matter if this love was worth it or not.    

Giving was giving.    

All he needed to do was enjoy the process of giving.    

Outside the window, the sunset was beautiful.    

On the horizon, the rays of light were endless.    

Within the room, the light was gentle.    

The flowers at the head of the bed were blooming, but the life force in Charles's eyes was dissipating bit by bit.    

The number on the instrument used to monitor Charles's physical signs was decreasing bit by bit.    

Charles used his last bit of strength to hold Shen Qi's finger and said with difficulty, "Make her happy! Make her happy!"    

Shen Qi nodded vigorously. Yes, teacher! I will remember!"    

Charles smiled and let go of Shen Qi's finger.    

In the next second, the instrument turned into a horizontal line.    

Shen Qi cried so hard that she could not cry herself. Fong Manlun took the initiative to hug Shen Qi.    

Shen Qi did not push Fong Manlun away this time. She hid in his arms and cried in pain.    

Fong Manlun didn't do anything. He just let Shen Qi cry freely in his arms.    

The doctor and nurse performed a final check on Charles and confirmed his death.    

Charles's assistant came in and announced Charles's will.    

As expected, Charles gave all his assets to Shen Qi.    

But Shen Qi really did not want these assets.    

She would rather use these assets to exchange for a few words of advice from her teacher.    

Unfortunately, it was too late.    

Nothing could be changed.    

Yes, everyone had to experience life, death, and sickness.    

But why was it so painful when they were separated?    

Buddha said that there were seven hardships in life.    

Life, old, sick, dead. Resentment and hate. Love and separation. Can't be begged.    

In the mortal world, who could escape?    

Yes, no one could escape.    

The news of Charles's death quickly spread to the country and Old Madame Hee's ears.    

When Old Madame Hee heard this news, she was stunned for a long time. She asked everyone to leave and stood by the window alone. She quietly looked at the scenery outside the window and was stunned for a long time.    

She vaguely remembered that the first time she saw him, he was still a handsome and pretty man.    

For the sake of the Hee family, she personally came to visit and asked him to be the designer of the Hee family.    

At that time, the Hee family was far from being as glorious as it was now.    

At that time, there were countless families that extended an olive branch to him.    

At the beginning of his life, he smiled like a peach blossom and had a graceful bearing.    

He said to himself, "You are the most beautiful Eastern beauty I have ever seen. If you are willing to let me paint a painting for you, I will agree to your request."    

She laughed lightly, "There are many Eastern beauties. If you are willing to come to my Hee family, there will be many beauties who will let you paint."    

He also laughed, "Unfortunately, those beautiful women don't have souls. You are the only one who has them."    

She lowered her eyes and smiled, "But I already have a husband."    

He had a look of regret.    

"Since Mr. Charles doesn't want to, I won't disturb you." She stood up and left.    

At this moment, a strong wind blew outside the window and heavy rain poured down.    

She stood in front of the door and was about to leave.    

"Wait a moment!" He suddenly stopped her.    

She looked back.    

That glance had taken away all of his soul.    

"If I can't paint for you, can I design it for you alone?" He asked.    

She smiled and nodded. "Yes."    

Just like that, he rejected the offer and became the designer of the Hee family.    

With his talent, he established a brand that belonged solely to the Hee family and accompanied the Hee family to become the world's top family and brand.    

However, he had never designed any clothes for her.    

It wasn't that he hadn't designed anything, but he had never taken it out.    

That was because he felt that those designs were too vulgar and didn't match her beauty.    

However, he still secretly drew her appearance.    

That painting was placed in a castle in France.    

Every year, he would return to France and stay there for a period of time. Every year, he would look at that painting for a very, very long time.    

No one knew about this painting except for himself.    

Until one day, her son gave up his inheritance and the Hee family was in danger. She suddenly arrived in France and hurriedly asked him for help.    

He didn't have time to put away the painting and was seen by her.    

That painting was the first time she saw it. She looked back and smiled.    

It seemed a little awkward. She could only pretend that she did not see anything and make her request.    

He agreed without hesitation.    

Because the person who made the request was her.    

From then on, she had never seen him in private again.    

Every time, it was either a group of people from the company or a group of people by her side.    

Several decades passed in the blink of an eye.    

It was over just like that.    

Now that he heard the news of his death, he felt a hidden pain in his heart.    

It was not that he did not know, it was not that he did not understand, but that he had no choice but to play dumb.    

Because this was the best way to deal with it.    

Only by retreating to the safest distance between friends could this throbbing continue.    

The wind suddenly rose outside the window, followed by a burst of rain.    

Old Madame Hee raised her head to look at the rain in the sky.    

This rain was the same as when she first saw it in the past.    

It was also in this kind of weather. He smiled and said to himself, "Because it's you, so I agree."    

He had fulfilled this promise for decades.    

Charles, thank you.    

Thank you for protecting and caring for me for so many years.    

I am very grateful to you for going through so many years.    

butler Heh came in from outside the door and saw Old Madame Hee standing in front of the window in a daze. He could not help but say softly, "Old Madame, be careful of the cold."    

Old Madame Hee did not move. She only asked gently, "Tell me. In this life, is it the only way to live a life that one fails to live up to one person?"