Shen Chi Yan arranged for Song Jia Shu to study abroad in Italy.
Firstly, Italy has many engineering schools suitable for science students, and Song Jia Shu likes architecture, so he himself was willing to go to Italy.
Secondly, Shen Chi Yan had previously reached a cooperation agreement with the Smith couple. Ding Sheng Group had many projects in Italy, so it would be easier to ask someone to look after Song Jia Shu.
Italy's winters are very cold, so Song Qi Nian wanted to knit a scarf and gloves for Song Jia Shu to take with him.
One reason was to let Song Jia Shu know that even though he was abroad, his sister was still thinking of him.
Another reason was to make Song Jia Shu feel a little warmer when he found life abroad difficult, by seeing the scarf and gloves.
After more than two weeks of effort, Song Qi Nian finally finished knitting the scarf.
Compared to scarves bought outside, Song Qi Nian's knitted scarf was unsightly. Some parts were loose, while others were too tight.
But this was the only one that looked presentable after Song Qi Nian failed countless times.
Next were the gloves.
Song Qi Nian hadn't seen Song Jia Shu for over half a month. Song Jia Shu was in a growth spurt, and she didn't know if his hands had grown.
She wanted to surprise Song Jia Shu and couldn't ask him directly, for fear of him noticing something amiss.
So, during her lunch break, she took a ruler and went to find Gao Kun Lun.
"Hmm? Measure my hand?"
Song Qi Nian nodded.
Gao Kun Lun extended his hand without thinking, but still asked curiously, "Why all of a sudden..."
Before he could finish speaking, he felt a chilling gaze. He shivered and looked up, only to see Shen Chi Yan with a gloomy and terrifying expression.
Just as Song Qi Nian was about to touch Gao Kun Lun with the ruler, Gao Kun Lun abruptly pulled his hand back, patted the back of his head, and chuckled, "Uh, Young Madam, I have something to attend to. If you need any help, you should ask Fifth Master!"
With that, Gao Kun Lun bolted, afraid that he would be torn to pieces by Shen Chi Yan if he was even a moment slower.
Only then did Song Qi Nian see Shen Chi Yan. Her heart pounded with fright. Why had this man been appearing and disappearing so often lately?
"What kind of help?"
Song Qi Nian glanced at Shen Chi Yan's hands, which were covered in black gloves, and hesitated to speak. She was mainly afraid of being rejected, which would be awkward.
"Is there anything Gao Kun Lun can do that I can't?"
Seeing Song Qi Nian's somber face, Song Qi Nian put down the measuring tape and gestured, "I want to measure your hand size."
A person's hands should be proportional to their height. Although Song Jia Shu was slightly shorter than Shen Chi Yan now, he would definitely continue to grow.
If she knitted according to Shen Chi Yan's hand size, it should be about right.
"What for?"
Song Qi Nian was afraid that Shen Chi Yan would get angry and didn't want him to know she was knitting gloves for Song Jia Shu.
Seeing that Song Qi Nian was unwilling to explain, Shen Chi Yan let out a scoff, "So secretive!"
Despite his words, he took off his gloves and extended his hand towards Song Qi Nian.
Song Qi Nian did not expect Shen Chi Yan to be so agreeable today. She quickly took the ruler and began to measure.
Shen Chi Yan's hands had distinct joints. Perhaps due to wearing gloves year-round, his hands were so fair that even the smallest pores were visible.
Song Qi Nian had seen many hand models before; none of them had hands as beautiful as Shen Chi Yan's.
When measuring his size, their hands inevitably touched.
Shen Chi Yan had severe mysophobia and disliked others touching him. If accidentally touched, he would develop allergies.
However, even with close physical contact with Song Qi Nian, he showed no signs of allergy.
In fact, when their fingertips touched, a tingly sensation spread throughout his body, and his deep, ink-like eyes immediately darkened.
After recording the measurements, Song Qi Nian reluctantly let go of Shen Chi Yan's hand.
To be honest, seeing other couples holding hands and strolling down the street made her feel incredibly envious.
But she knew that such a day would never come for her and Shen Chi Yan.
"Alright, thank you."
"You touched me for so long, and all you say is thank you?"
Song Qi Nian: "..."
She had only touched his hand, not anything else.
His words made her sound like a hooligan?
Suddenly, Shen Chi Yan's hand reached out towards Song Qi Nian. Song Qi Nian stared blankly at him, not knowing what he intended.
At that moment, two employees walked by. Song Qi Nian's expression changed slightly. She slapped Shen Chi Yan's hand away and bowed deeply to him.
The two employees also saw them and respectfully greeted Shen Chi Yan, "Mr. Shen."
Shen Chi Yan responded faintly with a frown. When he looked back, Song Qi Nian had already run away.
Unhappy!
He was the one who proposed the secret marriage and prohibited Song Qi Nian from letting people at the company know about their relationship.
But seeing Song Qi Nian avoid him so much made him extremely displeased!
...
After measuring his size, Song Qi Nian became busy knitting gloves for Song Jia Shu.
Shen Chi Yan did not believe that Song Qi Nian had measured his hand size just to know how big his hands were.
After being ignored by Song Qi Nian for several days, he could no longer bear it and wanted to see what shenanigans she was up to.
In the evening, after finishing dinner, Song Qi Nian quickly returned to her room and closed the door.
As Zhang Qiao Qiao cleared away the dishes, Shen Chi Yan gently opened Song Qi Nian's room door and saw her knitting gloves.
Although the gloves were not yet fully formed, two fingers had already been knitted.
Was she... knitting gloves for him?
No wonder she had gone to Gao Kun Lun to measure his size.
Thinking about it, his birthday was approaching, and a gift bought wouldn't have as much heart as something knitted. So, she wanted to knit him a pair of gloves?
She didn't want him to know because she wanted to give him a surprise?
It was just... why did she choose red?
Upon closer thought, red was festive and could bring good luck.
With this thought, Shen Wu Ye, who had been unhappy for days, felt much better and did not disturb Song Qi Nian further.
Shen Chi Yan's birthday and Shen Ke Qin's were on the same day. The two were three years apart, both celebrating their birthdays on August 18th.
Shen Chi Yan had little interest in birthdays, but Shen Ke Qin was different; she would hold elaborate celebrations.
When they were young, the Shen family celebrated their birthdays together because they were on the same day.
After Shen Chi Yan turned fifteen, he found the house too noisy and would go out with his friends.
For Shen Chi Yan, whether to celebrate his birthday or not was irrelevant, but this year, he suddenly found himself looking forward to his birthday.
Song Qi Nian was unaware that Shen Chi Yan had misunderstood. She had been incredibly busy lately.
She was working as Shen Chi Yan's assistant, painting, and knitting gloves.
Although she didn't have to worry too much about the clothing store, she still had to keep a close eye on it to prevent Burberry from being ruined by her.
Oh right, Qin Qin seemed to be studying fashion design.
As she thought of something, Song Qi Nian had an idea.
Time flew by quickly, and it was soon Shen Ke Qin and Shen Chi Yan's birthday.
The Shen family had originally planned a grand celebration this year, but Shen Ke Qin refused. Shen Ke Qin felt that celebrating at home every year was quite dull.
So, she approached Shen Chi Yan with a tentative request, saying she wanted to go to Lamu Qijia Bu to see the most beautiful starry sky and sunrise.
Shen Ke Qin had actually prepared to be rejected, but to her surprise, Shen Chi Yan agreed.
Shen Ke Qin was overjoyed because as long as Shen Chi Yan went, all expenses would be covered by him...