I knew Ming would be a good husband and father.

But...

"You are my best choice, but..." I looked at Ming and hesitated before I said, "you're fine. I want to completely forget him and accept you, or it will be unfair to you."

He wore glasses with transparent frame, and his face was still gentle. He heard my words and smiled at me.

He didn't seem surprised by what I said.

He reached out and held my hand. The warm temperature passed to me through his palm. He shook his head gently. "I don't force you to put me first. I just want to be by your side. You don't have to put too much pressure on yourself."

"You're always like that, so I want to put you first."

I said to Ming.

I was not a kid anymore. I was over thirty this year.

How could I not understand to give love to the worthy?

-

After that day, Sean really never contacted me again.

A week later, David and I had an early morning meeting and I was going to go to my cubicle to continue with the design.

Because I was only in charge of this project and York Design Institute had very few offices.

In the end, I had only a small area and they didn't give me a special office.

Most of the time I didn't care but I couldn't concentrate when there were many people.

When I took the meeting materials to the office door, I saw several designers standing at the door and looking at the office and whispering.

"What's the matter?"

I walked over and looked into the office.

I saw a person sitting in front of my computer!

Sean!

Why was he here?

He was obviously waiting for me!

If I didn't go there, he wouldn't leave.

I had no choice but to go there. I stood at my desk and asked Sean, "President Jessop, what can I do for you?"

Sean looked around and looked up. "Are you doing the design here?"

His expression was not as emotional as before. When he talked to me, he looked serious.

My heart calmed down a little. I nodded, "yes."

He nodded and stood up. He put his hands in his pocket and said, "I've got a temporary studio for you. It has two floors. You can live on the second floor and work on the first floor. You can live there during this project."

"No, President Jessop." I refused immediately.

Sean took two steps out. When he heard me refuse, he was not surprised at all. He stopped and said to me, "this club is very important to me. You are the most important designer. You are the guarantee of the success of the whole project. For the sake of the project, you should have such treatment."

"President Jessop, I can also..."

"OK, then I'll get rid of all these people and let you use this office alone."

I wanted to say no but Sean's words stopped me.

York Architecture and Landscape Design Institute was located in the center of York.

At the same time, it was a little old and small.

If he drove these designers away, they would have nowhere to live.

I had no choice but to compromise. "I'll go there."

I packed my things, and Sean asked his people to take the computer and materials away for me.

Two hours later, I moved from York Architecture and Landscape Design Institute to the studio Sean prepared for me.

It was a great studio. It was a two story building next to York Public Park.

It was not big, but it was well lit.

There were two big tables on the first floor.

To be honest, I prefered this kind of big desk to that kind of small one.

I could put everything on it. I could get what I needed and I was not afraid of things falling to the ground.

There was a separate room next to it and the tables in it were arranged in a circle.

It looked like a meeting room.

To be honest, it was so great!

I liked it the first time I saw it!

"Do you like it?" Sean asked me behind me.

His bodyguard's car arrived, too. They moved my computer in and asked me, "where can we put this computer?"

"Here."

I pointed to the big table.

I answered the bodyguard and turned to Sean and said, "yes. President Jessop, thank you very much for providing me with this place."

Sean nodded and looked at me. His eyes were black and bright. After the bodyguard put down the computer and went out, he asked me, "this is the compensation for that day. I'm glad you're happy with it."

Compensation?

I was stunned but quickly remembered what happened at Ming's house that day.

My cheek became a little hot in a flash. I hurried to my computer and said, "thank you, President Jessop. I can handle the rest. You can do your business."

"I can stay with you a little longer. It doesn't matter."

Sean went to the little teahouse at the door. There was a capsule coffee machine.

He made coffee and then took a black mug out of the cupboard and filled it with coffee and took a sip.

I looked at the coffee cup he took and asked, "is that your cup?"

As far as I knew, Sean was certainly not the one who used a cup casually.

"Yes." He held up the cup in his hand, "this is mine. Remember not to let others use it."

"President Jessop, I don't think it's necessary for you to put a special cup here. After all, you don't have many opportunities to come here."

I was a little flustered.

Would Sean come here often in the future?

I suddenly realized that if I used this studio, I might be alone at ordinary times!

"I'll come here occasionally to see your work." Sean knew what I was thinking, "but don't worry. What happened last time will not happen again. There is only a working relationship between us."

He spoke the last words slowly.

He seemed to be emphasizing.

"OK."

Sean said that so I couldn't go on.

As I was assembling my computer and packing, he asked me, "can I help you?"

"No, I'll do it myself."

As I spoke, I skillfully assembled the computer.

I turned on the computer.

When the computer screen lit up, I moved the other documents.

Sean watched me do these things. Suddenly he said, "when did you start doing anything on your own?"

I was stunned.

I looked back at him.

His expression was very plain and I didn't understand and I didn't know what he meant.

I was afraid he was testing me. I thought for a moment and replied, "since I was a child, my parents have taught me that I have to rely on myself. After all, I will not leave myself."