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Chapter 1029 The tragic son of the hero and heroine 15

Yun Yi, Qi Yuan and his teammates trained intensively on the basketball court for an entire afternoon. After the game, everyone was sweating profusely.

"It's a good thing you didn't choose the path of a professional athlete, otherwise I really wouldn't have had any chance at all."

Qi Yuan couldn't understand it. He had never seen Yun Yi practice basketball on weekdays. On the contrary, he spent most of his time in the studio. How could his basketball skills be so advanced?

And what about Yun Yi's physical strength? He looks thin and weak, and he usually just goes to the gym. How come he doesn't seem to have unstable breathing after playing for such a long time?

Is it really a gifted talent?

"Professor Wang asked me to go back to school, so I'm leaving first." Yun Yi ignored Qi Yuan's inquiry, waved his hand, and walked out of the stadium first.

Qi Yuan and his teammates still had intensive training for the second half, so they did not leave with Yun Yi.

Yun Yi returned to school and found Professor Wang, who told him that one of his paintings had been spotted by an anti-trafficking charity organization, which wanted to auction it.

All the money from the auction will be used to prevent human trafficking. Of course, the charity organization will give Yun Yi some compensation to buy the paintings, but due to Yun Yi's fame, the price of his paintings will not be very high.

Because his paintings were selected by a charity organization, the school will give him credits as a reward.

Professor Wang took Yun Yi to sign a contract with the charity organization, and the deal was completed.

It was only when Yun Yi was signing the contract that he discovered that this anti-abduction charity organization was actually under the Shen Group.

"Your skills and ideas are impeccable, but you also know that this industry requires support. Without support, even the best work may never make it to the top. If you can get on board the Shen Group, you might have a chance to shine."

Professor Wang studies art, but he is not a conservative pedant. He has been in this industry for decades and knows that technology and inspiration alone will not keep one going long-term.

He is optimistic about Yun Yi's work and hopes that he can create his own glorious world.

So when the charity organization came to the school to select works this time, he single-handedly debated with many scholars, defeated the old professors from the sculpture department and the oil painting department, and successfully sold Yun Yi's works.

"Don't worry, Professor Wang. I know what to do."

Yun Yi did not refute Professor Wang's words and agreed with a smile.

However, in Professor Wang's eyes, he looked heartless.

Young people are still too idealistic. They are like newborn calves that are not afraid of tigers. They think the world is vast and peaceful, but they don’t know what it feels like to be frustrated.

But Professor Wang didn't say much. He just wanted to make more plans for Yun Yi in the future and brainwash him more, so that he could know the true face of the world and be more responsible for his own future.

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"Mr. Shen, this is the dessert you requested."

The assistant brought the desserts that Shen Yan had specifically requested into the office. Shen Yan took a look and found that they were indeed the ones that Shen Hao had told him before that Xu Zhiyi liked to eat.

Over the years, Xu Zhiyi has always been indifferent to him and only knew how to take care of Shen Hao. However, Shen Hao had already started elementary school a few years ago, so Xu Zhiyi locked herself in the room and never took the initiative to look for him, let alone show her warm concern for him like Xia Hanruo.

Many times, Shen Yan didn’t understand why he forced Xu Zhiyi to stay by his side despite her attitude towards him.

Knowing that she wanted to go back to the small fishing island, with his ability, he could let her live a rich life even if he let Xu Zhiyi return to the small fishing island.

She is the mother of his two children. Can he really ignore her and let her work hard to support herself?

Given his current status and position, he could have any woman he wanted. Why was he so obsessed with Xu Zhiyi?

Shen Yan couldn't figure it out, and in the final analysis he could only think that he loved Xu Zhiyi too much.

It has been ten years since he returned to the Shen family, but he still hasn't remembered his past memories. Perhaps it is in his lost memories that he deeply loves Xu Zhiyi.

So after losing his memory, he still fell in love with her uncontrollably. Even though she treated him badly now, he was reluctant to let her go.

Now that Xu Zhiyi is pregnant again, Shen Yan wants to get along well with her, like a normal couple.

After signing the last contract, Shen Yan brought dessert back to the Shen family.

When I returned to the living room, I saw Xu Zhiyi staring intently at a manual.

Then he handed the dessert to the servants, asking them to plate it and bring it back. He walked over to Xu Zhiyi and sat down and asked, "What are you looking at?"

Xu Zhiyi seemed a little uncomfortable with Shen Yan's closeness. She moved to the side and handed the booklet in her hand over.

"I want this painting."

Shen Yan followed Xu Zhiyi's gaze and saw a high-definition scan of an ink painting.

The painting shows a landscape in ink and wash, with a crane standing on a rock in the water and howling.

The crane's posture is graceful and elegant, as if it is singing its own feelings with all its might.

But the upper part of the painting is covered with high mountains and long waters, blocking out the sun and the sky. It seems as if a crane with wings can never fly away. It can only hope that its voice can break through the clouds and travel farther so that its confidant can hear it.

Is Xu Zhiyi comparing this crane to himself?

Shen Yan looked up at her and said casually without saying anything, "I'll have someone take a picture of it for you. If you want to meet the author, I can arrange that for you."

At this time, the servant brought the exquisite dessert and placed it on the coffee table. Shen Yan took it and handed it to Xu Zhiyi, "I heard Shen Hao say that you like eating from this family, but no matter how much you like it, you can't eat too much. You need to control your sugar intake now."

"it is good."

Xu Zhiyi dug into the dessert silently and ate it without saying anything else.

If she wants a painting, I can buy it for her; if she wants to meet the author, I can arrange a meeting; if she wants to eat dessert, I will buy it and send it to her.

But all this must happen within his sight.

"I'll set aside a day next week to accompany you to the hospital for a prenatal checkup. I'll have to listen to the doctor's instructions in person before I can feel at ease."

"As for the things we'll need after the baby is born, I've also asked someone to make a list. We'll personally screen them one by one then."

Xu Zhiyi was eating dessert while Shen Yan was chattering beside her, all of which were about his concern for Xu Zhiyi and her unborn child.

But Xu Zhiyi felt uncomfortable. She didn't like the beautiful and warm picture that Shen Yan deliberately created.

They have never had a marriage certificate, so they are not officially a couple, let alone a family.

So, Xu Zhiyi put down the dessert, looked up at Shen Yan's smiling eyes, and asked, "Is there still no news about Yun Yi?"

Xu Zhiyi's words successfully shattered the warm and happy scene that Shen Yan had carefully created.

Although none of them have recovered their memories, they have no impression of their son 'Yun Yi'.

But they all knew that they had a son whose whereabouts were unknown.

Are they worthy of being parents when their own son is nowhere to be found, may be suffering, or may no longer be in this world?

Shen Yan saw the sarcasm in Xu Zhiyi's eyes and knew that she was deliberately provoking him. She brought up something that made him unhappy when he was happy, and his expression gradually darkened.