"Beware!"

The screeching sound of brakes, the tires leave a clear mark on the ground.

Before she could be hit by a car, Ferrie rushed forward and dragged her back to the sidewalk.

Frightened, Ferry bowed his head and yelled at her, "Are you crazy? But in the face of blows and difficulties, you are going to give up everything, including your own life? ”

Qiao Shanquan was completely stunned, and she hadn't reacted to what had happened between the lightning and flint just now.

This appearance made Ferry even more angry, he bent over and carried her on his shoulder, and stretched out his hand to the real estate agent who was following behind with a confused face: "Give me the business card, and I'll get back in touch." ”

"Oh, Ferry! What are you going to do with a beard? Put me down...... Damn, my stomach! ”

God, she lost all her face, and on Seventh Avenue, the fashion center where people came and went, she was thrown on her shoulders by a man and walked all the way to the subway, Qiao Shanquan blushed, and she wanted to die headlonging.

No matter how much she struggled, or attacked with harsh words, the man was unmoved.

Later, she was tired, and the prolonged cerebral congestion cast a fantastical light on her eyes to see the world in the past.

The bustling crowd was stretched and distorted, and the tall buildings turned into countless vague slender shadows, Qiao Shanquan suddenly relaxed and laughed silently.

Look, the world is so bizarre, and bustling New York is playing out countless joys and sorrows every day.

What did she get when she met her?

No one cares if she's happy or sad.

People are hurrying towards their goal.

Whether it is pleading or begging, no one will stop for her and appreciate her humble posture.

So you can only straighten your spine, live proudly and beautifully, live more wonderfully, and to hell with those who are waiting to see the jokes.

"Daddy," Juan pulled the corner of Ferry's coat, turning his head worriedly, "What's wrong with Georgie, she's been lying down and not talking. Is she sick? ”

Ferry squeezed into her apartment, unmisfitted, and quickly filled her empty refrigerator with fresh fruit and vegetables, milk, and poultry, and was now holding the pan, carefully turning the lamb chops over.

The aroma wafted through the apartment.

Following his son's gaze, Ferri took out his hand and patted his son's head: "Go draw your puppy, leave her alone." ”

Little Juan lay on the table, drew for a while, then raised his head again, looked at the two adults, and sighed with his chin propped up.

He doesn't understand the world of adults.

"Italian style pan-fried lamb chops, you like." After a brief bath, Ferry walked to the bed topless, wearing only a pair of loose pants, with his hands at her side, lowering his head and biting the tip of her nose.

Suddenly opening his eyes, Qiao Shanquan pushed him away hard: "I decided!" ”

Ferry stepped back, with a smile in his eyes, looked at her, raised his eyebrows and asked, "What have you decided?" ”

"If I can't attract investment, I will rely on my own strength to create a brand, isn't it just to return to the original shape, who is afraid of whom, wait and see, I will definitely surprise everyone!" Clenching her fists and making a cheerleader in a winning pose, Qiao Shan was proud and full of fighting spirit.

"Well, that's good." Ferry nodded in satisfaction, rubbed her head, and slapped her ass again: "Get up and eat." ”

Covering her delicate buttocks, Qiao Shanquan gritted her teeth, she hadn't settled accounts with him yet.

Jumped on him, clamped his legs, and bit his ears hard, Qiao Shanquan pinched him angrily: "Bastard, it's all you, I was head-down for nearly an hour, and finally fainted directly in the subway." The face of my whole life is lost, light, and lost today! ”

Fei Li supported her with his backhand, and said helplessly: "You just woke up, don't make trouble, beware of fainting again." ”

Juan ran over and looked at them enviously: "Qiaoqi, you are so brave. The best cowboy on the prairie can't beat Daddy. ”

It's true? Qiao Shanquan stopped, tilted her head and pulled his big head, looking up and down, left and right, and at the end, she pouted and snorted softly: "It must be those cowboys who are afraid of this guy's power and secretly release water." ”

Poked him in the face and secretly plucked one of his beards, Qiao Shanquan jumped down, washed up, ran quickly to the dining table, and sat in a row with Hu, waiting to be fed.

The plate was brought to the table, and Ferry was about to say something, when the mobile phone in his trouser pocket rang, the man looked down at the screen, frowned, he made a gesture to signal them to eat first, and walked to the corridor with the phone himself, and gently pulled the door.

Big wood also uses a mobile phone? Oh yes, there are several in that room on the third floor of his manor, and it's still the latest Apple XS-Plus. Qiao Shanquan pursed her lips, put aside the little doubts that had arisen in her heart, and helped Juan cut the lamb chops, and the two of them ate and drank happily.

Soon, Ferry entered the house, and he spun around and changed into a t-shirt and jeans.

"I've got something to go out for, Juan, take care of Georgie for me."

Juan puffed out his chest and nodded earnestly.

"What is this?"

In the evening, Ferry returned to the apartment, and he shoved a contract into Qiao Shanquan's arms and collapsed into the sofa with a tired face that could not be concealed.

Qiao Shanquan looked at it carefully, and couldn't hide her surprise: "That attic on Ninth Avenue? That's what you're going to do when you go out in the afternoon? Did you rent that house? And one visa is five years? Bearded, is there something wrong with your brain, I didn't say I wanted to rent there, how can you make a decision for me without saying a word? ”

Raising his hand to pull her over and press it against his chest, Ferry closed his eyes and said in a deep voice, "Don't make noise, I want to be quiet." ”

Hey, this guy still learned? Looking at him with a strange expression and a frowning face, Qiao Shanquan lowered her head to study the contract, and her mood was a little complicated.

For her, the biggest problem at the moment is that she has no money.

She can't even pay the rent in this apartment where she has lived for three years, and she is about to live on the streets. Although she said that she wanted to regain her confidence and grit her teeth and insist on creating a brand, she actually knew very well in her heart that she couldn't do anything without money.

At this juncture, Ferry silently helped her solve one of the biggest problems, to say that she was not a little moved, it was fake. But Qiao Shanquan still couldn't believe him in her heart, she was cheated once, and she was afraid.

The closest pillow person has another identity, and the most trusted assistant steals her design.

In the dead of night, Qiao Shanquan always kept thinking about these recent events. At first, she felt that she was unlucky, and she was happy and sad to say that she was in this situation.

On a trip, the man who gave her a husband and made her heart stir was still a big manor.

Everything looks fantastic, things are going so well that there are problems in themselves.

It's a pity that Qiao Shanquan didn't see anything wrong here at that time, so she plunged into it and couldn't take care of anything.

Wait until the disagreement between two people turns into a quarrel, a cold war.

Qiao Shanquan realized that something was wrong.

There were so many differences between them, and at first, those differences were seen as a fun challenge by Qiao Shanquan, who was eager to conquer the man, to possess all of him, to mark it as her own.

When they really got married, the passion faded, and the two began to show more of their true faces, Qiao Shanquan was afraid that he would see through the weakness under his proud mask, and he was also afraid that there were too many unknowns hidden under his silence.

The marriage was based on her unilateral and forceful decision, and she even forgot to ask: Ferry Montero, do you really want to marry me, do you really like me?

And after so many things have happened, Qiao Shanquan is already tired.

Even if he did all this out of guilt, she didn't want to get to the bottom of it, he had a little affection for him, a little sympathy, and a damn sense of responsibility.

Lowering her eyes, Qiao Shanquan decided not to break the calm of the moment, and leaned on his chest, listening to the steady heartbeat coming from the depths of his chest.

The problem of the venue was solved, Qiao Shanquan gritted her teeth, sold the jewelry she had saved, scraped together some of the event funds, and began to prepare her personal studio.

She took Ferry and his son, and the three of them packed up together and moved all their belongings to Ninth Avenue. I usually live in the attic, and use it as a studio below, go out to decorate during the day, soak in the hot building materials market to select high-quality and inexpensive materials, and then carry it back, and roll up my sleeves at night to paint the wall by myself.

Fashionable women wearing balmain suits, red-soled high heels, and platinum bags appear at factories and construction sites, and the style of painting is extremely inconsistent. The girl looked at ease and tilted her chin proudly, as if she were not walking down a muddy path, but strolling along Madison Avenue and leisurely browsing the boutiques of the world's top brands.

Behind her stood a bearded man, quite tall, not burly, but with beautiful smooth muscles under the fabric. He followed the girl step by step, exuding an invisible murderous aura that made the Mexicans hesitate to approach.

"These, and these, I want them, wrap them up for me." Stretching out her hand, Qiao Shanquan snapped her fingers. Fei Li stepped forward to pay for the money, and the two of them squeezed onto the subway with large bags and small bags, changed taxis, and returned to their new home in a leisurely manner.

"Don't touch those nails. Qiaoqi, you heard what I said, go upstairs, leave it to me here. ”

Well, she was really not very good at knocking and beating this pile of wood, and Qiao Shanquan turned to go upstairs.

She draws curtains in the attic to separate her room from different functional areas.

Ferry slept alone, with Juan occasionally sleeping with her, and occasionally running to his father's bed.

In the corner there was a space for stacking fabrics, threads, and sewing machines, and Qiao Shanquan walked over and sat down, and soon the pedals creaked.

Lowering her head and carefully checking the stitches, Qiao Shanquan bit down on one side of the thread, and the scissors swung down neatly.

"This old sewing machine from the second-hand market is not bad, and I will find time to fix the new one another day." A regretful glance swept over the shiny new sewing machine in the corner, and Qiao Shanquan cheered up, she had recently been running around in various second-hand and flea markets, and found a lot of cheap fabrics at low prices. In the past, she disdained to use these textiles, which symbolized cheapness.

But for now, the benefits of being cheap are the advantages.

In Qiao Shanquan's plan, the studio does not need to hire an architectural team to carry out professional and exquisite decorations.

All you need to do is repaint, then you can nail some wooden shelves by hand, fix them with metal, and then cover them with the textiles she cut and sew, using the wonderful combination of various materials, the magic of lines, light and shadow, which can bring the dead back to life, giving these lifeless materials more vitality and making very beautiful shapes.

In the cosmopolitan city of New York, there are many people who struggle to make ends meet every day, and they have figured out a set of survival skills for the poor. On the other hand, wealthy whites regularly dispose of second-hand items that they don't need.

Qiao Shanquan has a precise eye and a variety of whimsical ideas, full of artistic creativity.

Ferry has an inexhaustible strength, and he knows how to bargain and negotiate with people better than she does.

The two work together tacitly, like tireless worker ants, day after day, gradually decorating the simple and empty top floor with new vitality.

"The kind of shelf you asked me to make for the design is done, do you want to go down and have a look?" Ferry leaned against the doorframe and knocked twice to get her attention.

Qiao Shanquan put down what she was doing, walked around the shelf made of wood and metal, and shook it a few times with her hand.

"It's stronger than I thought it would be. You've done a pretty good job of carpentry. Qiao Shanquan praised.

Ferry stopped her from touching the sharp wooden thorns: "I haven't polished it yet, I'll show you what it looks like first." When I was a child, my mother and I lived in Naples, next door to an old carpenter, and I sometimes helped him to earn some pocket money. ”

"Naples? You used to be with your mother...... I mean, Ms. Montero, have you lived in Italy? Qiao Shanquan didn't expect to hear him mention his past from the bearded man who didn't say anything.

"Well, we lived in Italy until I was 14 years old. Afterward...... She took me back to Argentina and met my grandfather, and I realized what my mother had given up. Holding the wooden frame in one hand, Ferry stared at the point of nothingness in a distracted manner, and said softly, "After spending some time in the manor, my mother took me back to Naples. After that, she began to get sick again and again, and when she was so sick that she couldn't even get out of bed. I had to go out to work to earn money to buy her medicine, and one day I came home and found her gone. Took most of the money with me, presumably to buy a ticket to fly back to Argentina. After a while, my grandfather sent someone to me and handed me my mother's ashes. ”

Staring at the man's silent silhouette, Qiao Shanquan held his hand: "Those are in the past, you are doing well now, your mother will definitely be happy for you." ”

Eyebrows moved, Ferry flipped his palm, grabbed her hand in his palm, lowered his head and chuckled: "No, she won't be happy for me." 166 Reading Network