Fan Binbin's Gift Goddess Gao Yuanyuan

Zhou Yan opened the door and led Fan Binbin inside, holding her small hand.

The room was empty and had no decorations whatsoever.

"Oh my god..." Fan Binbin knew that her guess had come true when she saw this.

Zhou Yan really bought a house.

"This will be our new home from now on," Zhou Yan said, taking Fan Binbin's hand and placing one of the keys into it.

"Did you really buy it?" Fan Binbin's eyes were full of surprise.

"Yeah," Zhou Yan nodded, "We can't keep renting forever."

"Having a fixed place will make life more convenient in the future, and it will also avoid the trouble of moving around."

"You're right," Fan Binbin said, looking around with curiosity in his eyes.

"Come on, let me show you around," Zhou Yan said, taking Fan Binbin's hand as the two strolled around the house.

It was clearly less than 200 square meters, but Fan Binbin spent more than half an hour browsing around.

"This is the master bedroom. This room can be turned into a walk-in closet to store our clothes and shoes."

"I want to turn this into a photo wall and hang up intimate photos of the two of us."

"Honey, how about we put a display shelf here? We can display one item for each show we film."

……

Fan Binbin's eyes were full of light as he chattered on and on.

He kept describing his "blueprint" to Zhou Yan.

Fan Binbin believes that she will definitely be able to buy a house in Kyoto in the future, but even if she buys a villa, it won't be as cozy as this place.

This is their "original little home"!

"Then I'll leave the renovation to you," Zhou Yan said, handing the matter over to Fan Binbin.

First, he didn't have time; he had other things to do. Second, he found it troublesome.

Home renovation is a very troublesome matter, and even if you entrust it to a renovation company, you still need to check on it regularly.

Because some workers will do a perfunctory job in order to save time.

Some unscrupulous merchants even sell inferior goods as superior ones.

"Okay," Fan Binbin said without hesitation.

"Let's not cook tonight, let's go out to eat, let's celebrate."

I want to eat hot pot.

"Okay, let's have hot pot."

……

Zhou Yan and Fan Binbin stayed in the room for a long time, gazing at the scenery outside through the window.

The sky is still the same sky.

The cloud is still the same cloud.

But now, it looks exceptionally beautiful.

In the evening, Zhou Yan and Fan Binbin went to the nearby "Old Kyoto" copper hot pot restaurant and ordered a table of dishes.

"Binbin, happy birthday," Zhou Yan raised his glass.

Happy birthday, honey.

Just like last year, the wine glasses clinked lightly.

The wine went down my throat.

Fan Binbin talked about the company's recent affairs. With Fang Mengya's help, the company's establishment speed has been greatly accelerated.

Fan Binbin opened her bag and took out a brocade box.

"Here, this is my birthday present for you," Fan Binbin handed the item to Zhou Yan.

"What?" Zhou Yan reached out and took it, then gently opened it.

Inside was a string of prayer beads, with a lucky charm underneath.

"This is a peace charm I got for you at Dajue Temple, and the other is a bracelet blessed by a high monk. It's meant to bring good fortune and ward off evil." Although these two items aren't valuable, she personally went to get them, showing her sincerity.

"You still believe in this?" Zhou Yan asked in surprise.

"You're talking nonsense. What actor doesn't believe in this?" Fan Binbin said, taking a box out of his bag.

"I have one too," Fan Binbin said, opening the box. Inside was another bracelet, but without a lucky charm.

These two bracelets are exactly the same in terms of both material and color.

They look like a couple's set.

The only difference is that Fan Binbin is a size smaller.

Because Fan Binbin's wrists are too thin, she simply cannot wear Zhou Yan's bracelet.

"I'll accept it," Zhou Yan said, picking up the bracelet and putting it on her wrist.

Upon seeing this, Fan Binbin put another bracelet on her wrist.

The meal was eaten exceptionally slowly and with exceptional warmth.

That evening, the two returned to their lodgings and couldn't wait to kiss each other; everything fell into place naturally.

……

Over the next few days, Fang Mengya helped with the business license application, while Fan Binbin was busy with company affairs and renovations.

Zhou Yan wasn't idle either; he enrolled in a driving school and planned to get a driver's license.

The first subject was easy; I got a perfect score right away.

The second part of the driving test requires him to go to the training ground to practice, which is not difficult for him, it just takes a little time.

After agreeing on a time with the coach, Zhou Yan went to the agreed location.

"Coach," Zhou Yan found his coach.

Besides the coach, there was a young man with acne on his face, wearing glasses, and looking like a student.

"Wait a moment, there are still two people who haven't arrived."

"it is good."

"Dude, a student?" Zhou Yan started chatting with the bespectacled man.

"Yes," the bespectacled man nodded, "And you, are you a student too?"

"No, I dropped out of school," Zhou Yan said. Although she planned to apply to the Beijing Film Academy, she hadn't been accepted yet. "Which school?"

"Large land area".

"Impressive," Zhou Yan exclaimed in praise.

The students who can learn to drive here are all exceptional; they are mostly from top universities.

The bespectacled man smiled faintly after hearing this, feeling quite pleased inside.

"Your accent doesn't sound like a local. Where are you from?"

"From Xuzhou," the boy said innocently.

"Oh, we're practically from the same hometown! I'm from Jeju," Zhou Yan said warmly.

Jeju and Seoju are adjacent to each other and both belong to the Huaihai region. They share similar languages, customs, and cultures.

"You're from Jeju, right?" the bespectacled boy couldn't help but reply in his native dialect.

"hold head high."

The geographical proximity immediately brought the two closer together.

Just as the two were chatting, a third fellow cyclist arrived.

"Coach!" a girl called out as she jogged over.

The girl was pretty, with long hair, and had a strong scholarly air about her.

Wearing a simple T-shirt, with a prominent bulge in the front, she was quite well-endowed.

She wore a white chiffon midi skirt and white sneakers.

Youthful and beautiful.

"No rush, there's still one more person who hasn't arrived yet," the coach told him to rest for a while.

When Meng Fanwen saw the girl, he couldn't help but lower his head shyly.

"What? You like her?" Zhou Yan said with a smile.

"You...you're talking nonsense," Meng Fanwen said hastily, her eyes widening in alarm.

"Alright, if you like her, go for it. It's such a great opportunity," Zhou Yan encouraged.

"I didn't," Meng Fanwen glanced at the other person and lowered his head again.

Clearly, they lacked the courage.

Zhou Yan was utterly speechless. "What a coward!"

"Excuse me, which school are you from?" Zhou Yan asked.

It doesn't matter if you're not a student; the other party will explain.

"I'm from the China University of Geosciences, what about you?" the girl asked confidently, without the slightest bit of embarrassment.

"What a coincidence, he's also from China University of Geosciences," Zhou Yan said, looking at Meng Fanwen.

"Oh?" The girl was clearly intrigued. "What's your major?"

When the girl asked him this question, Meng Fanwen stepped forward to talk to her.

That's how many things are; they just lack a catalyst.

"I'm in Materials Science and Engineering, what about you?" Meng Fanwen is an engineering student.

"I'm from the Foreign Languages ​​Institute," the girl said, explaining that she was studying languages.

"What grade are you in?" Meng Fanwen asked, striking up a conversation.

I was in the class of '97.

"Hello, senior, I'm from the class of '98," Meng Fanwen said, being a year below the other student.

Zhou Yan looked at the two of them with a maternal smile. That's more like it. If you like someone, just take the initiative.

Listening to their conversation, Zhou Yan learned that the girl's name was Tian Meng and that she came from Xiangnan Xingcheng.

"Sorry I'm late," a sweet voice rang out behind Zhou Yan.

Zhou Yan turned his head and looked at the figure behind him, his eyes widening instantly!

"Holy crap, Gao Yuanyuan!"