C53 (1/2)

In the evening, when he returned home, the servant said that Joanna had gone to her room after dinner, and he went upstairs to look for her.

Pushing the door open and entering, he saw that she had fallen asleep on the table once more. Feeling somewhat helpless, he walked to the desk and picked her up horizontally, gently placing her on the bed. Although his movements were extremely light, Qiao Anzhi still woke up.

She rubbed her sleepy eyes and saw that the embarrassment was still there.

”Don't lie down on the table and sleep in the future.” Seeing that she had woken up, Fu Siming immediately withdrew his expression and spoke in a cold tone.

”Hmm?” Why did sleeping on the table make him so unhappy? He secretly cursed, but he didn't dare to say it out loud. He could only say it in his heart: I know, it's against the rules again. It's neither dignified nor serious.

However, Fu Siming didn't know what she was thinking. He said, ”If you don't want your spine to be damaged, then listen to me.”

”Oh, got it.” Qiao Anyun mumbled to himself. He thought to himself, ”Why are you sleeping on your stomach for so long? Is there really a need for such a serious situation?” To think that her neck was injured. Who was she trying to scare?!

She stretched her muscles. She didn't expect her neck to be in such a painful state.

”Is there anything else?” ”If there is nothing else, I will rest.”

Her attitude was rather disagreeable. She was obviously shy and gentle last night, but now she wanted to chase him away immediately.

Even if she really wasn't Joanna, it was annoying to be so noncommittal.

Fu Siming calmly said, ”It's nothing. I just came to check to see if your injuries are better.” He purposely emphasized the word ”injured”, clearly reminding Qiao Anxiao of what had happened yesterday.

”Thank you, I'm fine! Can you go out now? ” said Joanna snappily.

”What if I don't go out?” As he spoke, he walked over to her, lifted the covers, and lay down on the bed.

Qiao Anxian became anxious and incoherently said, ”This is me …” No, you... You can't sleep here! ”

He lay down and closed his eyes, ignoring what she said or did.

”Fu Siming!” You're such a bore! ”

”Shh …” ”I'm sleepy,” he said to Joanna. ”If you make any more noise and make me feel better, I don't mind doing something else.”

”You …” When he thought of last night, Qiao Anxiao felt his face grow hot. She had no doubt that Fu Siming would keep his promise, so she could only endure.

This was truly inhumane! The woman wanted to cry, but no tears came out. How did she end up with such a tyrannical husband? What sins did he commit in his previous life?

That should have been a matter of increasing the relationship between husband and wife, but how did it become a method to threaten her obedience? Really …

She looked helplessly at the man who had taken up half her bed and sighed. She had no choice but to clean up the table and carefully lie down next to him, trying to keep a safe distance between them.

What she didn't know was that the moment she laid down, the man's lips curled up into a victorious smile.

The next morning, when she arrived at the company, Wang Chao asked her if she had finished reading the bidding documents. Joanna nodded.

”What do you think?” asked Wang.

Qiao Anxiao thought about it and said, ”I'm not sure if my thinking is right or not. If there's anything wrong, please correct me.”

Wang Chao smiled and gave her an encouraging look, saying, ”Don't worry, you're right in front of me right now. It doesn't matter if you say something wrong. I just want to see how you think and understand judgment. ”

With this encouragement, Qiao Anxiao was no longer as nervous.

”I saw that Party A has a cooperative design institute, so I determined that the reason why they launched the tender is because of the quality and creativity of the project. Firstly, the design concept and plan need to be eye-catching, and secondly, there is the technical problem. ”After all, they have a highly skilled cooperative design institute. What they lack should only be creativity. Since that's the case, we need to do as much innovation as possible in terms of the requirements raised by Party A, so as to create a new concept that is different from the traditional city music halls in China.”

Wang Chao nodded his head slowly and said, ”What you said makes a lot of sense, but it's a bit general. Can you give me a concrete idea?”

Qiao Anxian thought about it and then honestly said, ”I haven't thought about the specifics. However, there is currently an idea. Since many music halls in the country are following the western style of architecture and design, and the building materials are biased towards new materials, we can do the opposite. ”

”What's going on?” He looked at her with interest, waiting for her to say more.

”We can use the concept of 'returning to its original nature' and combine it with some of the traditional elements of Tongcheng, such as some traditional crafts, and also some traditional building materials. They can be improved and reflected in the building itself. This will not only satisfy the needs of Party A, but also make the City Music Hall a music hall that can make the citizens of Tongcheng resonate, have a sense of belonging and a sense of identity. ”

When Wang Chao heard this, he looked at her without saying a word. His expression was one of shock. Although she didn't understand Qiao Anjiao, she did know him. Previously, she had always said that her thoughts were complicated and her temper wasn't good, but she felt like a completely different person from the person in front of her.

Looking at her sparkling eyes as she spoke of the concept of architectural design, how could a person with complicated thoughts possibly have such a heart of a virgin?

Seeing that Wang Chao didn't react, Qiao Anxiao thought that he had said something wrong. He hurriedly said, ”Sister guang, if I'm wrong, just say it out, I …”

”No, you're right, there's no problem,” he said. I just didn't expect that you didn't know a thing about design, or even liked it. It's only been a short while, but I didn't expect you to have improved so much. ”

Hearing her words, Qiao Anyun was also stunned. He asked, ”Have I really never come into contact with architectural designs before?”

At least that's what the rumors say.

Johann's heart skipped a beat. If it was only Fu Siming who said that, she might not have thought much of it, but everyone around her was curious about her architectural design. What was going on?

What had happened to her lost memory?