Siheyuan: The beauty Xueru Huizhen, the birds are jealous

"Nan Yi, do you really think I can pass the exam?" There was a hint of uncertainty in Ding Qiunan's voice. She looked up at Nan Yi, her bright eyes full of expectation...

Nan Yi smiled bitterly. He knew he was not qualified to answer this question. He had always had a good impression of Ding Qiunan, but this good impression did not seem to give him any courage. He could only stand aside silently and watch Ding Qiunan work hard for her dream.

"Qiu Nan, I..." Nan Yi was interrupted by Yang Ming before he could finish his words.

"Nan Yi, stop pretending to be so profound here. You can't even get into college, and you still want to ruin Qiu Nan's future?" Yang Ming's words were like a sharp knife, piercing Nan Yi's heart.

Nan Yi was stunned for a moment, then suddenly smiled. He raised his head and looked at Yang Ming, with a hint of determination in his eyes.

"You're right, I was indeed attracted by her beauty. I admit that I had a crush on Qiu Nan, but I also know that I can't give her the future she wants." Nan Yi's words surprised Yang Ming. He didn't expect Nan Yi to be so frank.

Yang Ming looked at Nan Yi, and a complex emotion surged in his heart. He suddenly felt that his previous behavior was a bit excessive. He began to reflect on whether he really understood the relationship between Nan Yi and Ding Qiunan.

"Nan Yi, actually...you don't have to blame yourself too much. I know you are sincere to Qiu Nan, but sometimes, letting go is also a kind of love." Yang Ming's words surprised Nan Yi. He didn't expect Yang Ming to say that.

Nan Yi was silent for a while, then nodded. He knew that he couldn't continue to pester her. He decided to let go and let Ding Qiunan pursue her dream.

Ding Qiunan's residence is located in a dilapidated alley. It is far from the steel mill and she has to walk a long way home every day.

When he first heard the news, an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He imagined Ding Qiunan walking alone in the dim alley every day, and he couldn't help but feel a little worried.

So, he decided to take Ding Qiunan home in person. That night, he drove and took Ding Qiunan through the dim alley. They didn't speak along the way, but Yang Ming could feel Ding Qiunan's nervousness and uneasiness. He silently gripped the steering wheel and secretly vowed in his heart that he must protect her.

Arriving at Ding Qiunan's door, Yang Ming watched her walk into the dilapidated yard, and an inexplicable emotion surged in his heart. He suddenly felt that his previous care for Ding Qiunan seemed to be insufficient. He began to reflect on his previous behavior and attitude.

Ding Qiunan was also touched by Yang Ming's care and help. She looked at Yang Ming's back as he left, and an inexplicable emotion surged in her heart. She knew that her feelings for Yang Ming had changed subtly.

Nan Yi also started a new life and work. He knew he had let go, but he still felt reluctant. But he knew that this was for Ding Qiunan's future and for his own growth.

Ding Qiunan's home was in a bungalow deep in the alley. She gently pushed open the rusty iron door and walked in with Yang Ming. Inside the door was a small yard with a few green plants growing tenaciously, adding some vitality to this slightly dull space.

"Dad, I'm back." Ding Qiunan shouted, with a hint of joy in his voice.

The door opened and a middle-aged man appeared at the door. He was tall and strong, with a resolute face. He was Ding Qiunan's father, Ding Rushan. When he saw Yang Ming behind Ding Qiunan, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes.

"Who is this..." Ding Rushan asked doubtfully.

"Oh, Dad, this is our new factory manager, Yang Ming." Ding Qiunan introduced quickly.

"New director?" Ding Rushan's eyes widened as he looked Yang Ming up and down. He could never have imagined that the young man in front of him would be the new director of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. In his impression, the director should be an experienced old man over fifty years old, not this young man who looked less than thirty years old.

"Hello, Master Ding." Yang Ming smiled and stretched out his hand, wanting to shake hands with Ding Rushan.

Ding Rushan was stunned for a moment, then he reacted and quickly held Yang Ming's hand.

"Hello, Director Yang. I didn't expect you to be so young." He exclaimed.

"Master Ding, thank you for your praise. I look forward to your continued guidance in the future," Yang Ming said modestly.

Ding Rushan invited the two into the room and offered them a seat. He could see that although Yang Ming was young, he was well behaved and well-spoken, and was definitely not an ordinary person. He couldn't help but respect Yang Ming even more.

At this time, Ding's mother heard the noise outside the door and came out curiously. She saw Ding Qiunan and Yang Ming sitting together, and a puzzled expression appeared on her face.

"Who is this?" asked Ding's mother.

"Mom, this is our new factory manager, Yang Ming." Ding Qiunan introduced again.

"Oh? Factory director?" Mother Ding's eyes widened in surprise, and she looked Yang Ming up and down. She never thought that this young man would be the new director of the Red Star Steel Rolling Mill. In her impression, the director should be a dignified and serious person, not this gentle and smiling young man in front of her.

"Hello, auntie." Yang Ming stood up and greeted Ding's mother.

"Okay, okay." Mother Ding nodded with a smile, but there was still a hint of doubt in her eyes. She looked at Ding Qiunan, then at Yang Ming, and a thought came to her mind: Could this young man be Qiunan's boyfriend?

"Mom, don't misunderstand." Ding Qiunan saw what her mother was thinking and quickly explained, "Director Yang just came to our house to sit down."

"Secretary Ding, it's me, Yang Ming." Yang Ming responded with a smile.

The door creaked open and Ding Rushan came out to greet him warmly: "Oh, it's Leader Yang, please come in!"

Yang Ming walked into the house and looked around. Seeing that the Ding family was well-organized, he couldn't help but feel good about it. He put down his briefcase, turned around and said to Ding Rushan: "Secretary Ding, I came in a hurry and didn't prepare anything. I just brought some tea and fruit. Please don't mind." As he said that, he brought in two heavy bags from outside the door.

Seeing this, Ding Rushan frowned slightly, feeling somewhat puzzled: Why did this leader bring a gift when visiting? And judging from the weight of the gift, it seemed to be quite heavy.

At this time, Ding's mother came out of the kitchen and saw the gifts on the table. Her eyes flashed with a gleam of light. She walked forward and looked at them carefully. Then she had a thought in her mind: These gifts are probably not for our daughter, right?

Mother Ding warmly invited Yang Ming to sit down and told her daughter to make tea. Seeing this, Yang Ming quickly stood up and said, "Auntie, don't bother, I can do it myself." Then he walked to the tea table and began to make tea skillfully.

Seeing this, Ding's mother felt even more satisfied.