"Ke, ke." He Chen ignored the whispers as he continued, "I've known my wife for ten years, but.....she doesn't really know that."
Luo Qing Chen narrowed her eyes and fragments appeared in them.
The sun from the window, the neat looking boy, those helpless eyes.
At that moment, she finally knew why He Chen cared so much about the previous host.
So everything had been determined a long time ago.
The red cloth on the easels on both sides were pulled off by the waitresses.
All the paintings were revealed and each painting was of the same girl.
Although it was more of a comic style of drawing, she could easily recognize the person in the drawings.
From a cute girl with twin ponytails to a beautiful girl with slightly curled hair.
Every painting was dated for November, perhaps it might be early or late, but it never passed November.
"Every year, on the month of her birthday, I would wait by her home to draw her appearance. Actually I wanted to draw her every year on her birthday, but I found that sometimes I wouldn't be able to see her for several days."
Luo Qing Chen's eyes opened wide and her right hand couldn't help covering her mouth. She had a few tears in her eyes as she looked over the drawings.
From in the country to abroad, He Chen had never stopped.
"Actually the hardest thing was that when she was sixteen, she went to America." He Chen paused before saying, "It was a good thing that I had a few accomplishments and I learned which school she was attending because of my personal connections, otherwise I would have missed that year."
Luo Qing Chen looked at the year when she first went to America. She was wearing a British uniform, standing on the school path covered in red maple leaves. She had a coffee brown bag on her back and there were a few textbooks in her hand.
Her mind went back to the year when she was sixteen, that was her favourite bag.
The first day she went to America, she had been wearing it. Although that bag was no longer here, she could still clearly remember it from the portrait.
So as long as she turned around then, she could have seen the most important person in her life.
But this was also good, she missed it for an even better encounter!
He Chen had many different things to say and Luo Qing Chen just looked at him in a daze.
There were many people sitting there who had red eyes. He Chen spent ten years repaying this kindness, watching her from afar.
"I want to tell everyone here that I didn't find her with a birthday, it wasn't with a kind of feeling....." He gave a cold snort and those gentle eyes turned cold, as they fell right onto Bai Yi Yi, "Rather in these ten years, I had always been by her side. No matter how difficult it was in the early stages of my business, how many temptations there were in the middle stages, or how many people at the later stages, I have never missed a single November for her!"
"Pa, pa, pa, pa, pa, pa!" Waves after waves of applause came, it was like everyone was using all they could to applaud.
In their eyes, He Chen was a very calm person, but his words today were more than he had said in an entire month.
The one who could make him say this much was probably only the wife he spoke of.
At this moment, Bai Yi Yi's face was incomparably white and Gu Fei Er's lips were trembling in fear.
Even they felt that they had been fiercely slapped by He Chen without a trace of mercy.
At that moment, she felt that she was very laughable. She didn't lose to Luo Qing Chen, she lost to He Chen......