After the wedding, Xiang Nan and Fang Hui traveled to England together.
As soon as they left the airport, they saw Qiao Ran.
"I haven't seen you for so many years, you are quite handsome." Xiang Nan went up and hugged, "It seems that Britain's soil and water are quite nourishing."
Qiao Ran smiled, "You're not bad, you're still so handsome."
"That's right, the capital is the first good area after all." Xiang Nan laughed.
"I wish you a happy wedding." Qiao Ran said again, "I can't do anything in London, so I will give you the red envelope now."
"Thank you." Xiang Nan put it away, and then the three of them walked out of the airport talking and laughing, and took a car to the hotel together.
"By the way, Qiao Ran, I'm married, have you found a girlfriend yet?" Xiang Nan asked with a smile.
"I don't think about it at all right now. Studies are more important." Qiao Ran waved his hands and said, "You don't know how much you study for a Bachelor of Architecture. I spend every day in the library, so I don't have time to fall in love."
"You still have to talk about love." Xiang Nan laughed, "The so-called sharpening the knife is not the same as cutting firewood."
"Let's talk about it, my first priority now is to get my bachelor's degree in architecture first. At that time, I will decide whether to find a job or continue to study for a master's degree." Qiao Ran explained.
Xiang Nan nodded, "If you need help, just ask. I don't have much else now, but I have a lot of money."
"Okay, I know that you are now the most popular writer in the Mainland." Qiao Ran laughed.
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That night, Xiang Nan hosted Qiao Ran and his mother Xu Hui at the hotel.
"Auntie, long time no see~" Xiang Nan laughed.
"Long time no see, Xiao Xun, you are so old and married." Xu Hui laughed.
She came to London from Beijing to work in 1996, when Xiang Nan was only thirteen years old and a child.
Now that so many years have passed, Xiang Nan has grown up and is married. It's true that things are right and people are wrong, which makes people feel emotional.
"Yes, auntie, this is my wife—Fang Hui." Xiang Nan introduced.
"That's right, Xiao Xun has a really good vision." Xu Hui looked at Fang Hui, nodded with a smile and said, "Ran Ran, you see that Xiao Xun is married. It's time for you to think about your own affairs."
"I see, Mom." Qiao Ran nodded.
"Xiao Xun, how long are you planning to stay in England this time?" Xu Hui asked curiously again.
"Let's stay at least half a month." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "Anyway, I don't have to work now, and I don't have anything to worry about. It's just one word—'play'!"
Xu Hui laughed when she heard this.
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In the next day, Xiang Nan, Fang Hui, and Qiao Ran visited London first, then went to famous schools such as Oxford and Cambridge, then went to see Stonehenge, and then went to the Scottish Highlands to listen to the bagpipes...
"Chen Xun, not bad, your English level sounds better than mine." Qiao Ran said in admiration.
Originally, Qiao Ran accompanied them on their tours in England, thinking of being an interpreter for them. After all, he has been in England for four years, so he can be regarded as half aboriginal, at least his language is better than theirs.
Unexpectedly, Xiang Nan was unimpeded along the way, and the language was not a problem at all. He speaks with an authentic Cockney accent, so he doesn't need to be an interpreter at all.
"My English is already pretty good." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "You forgot that I got full marks in English in the college entrance examination."
Qiao Ran nodded.
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After playing in England for half a month, Xiang Nan and Fang Hui returned to the capital.
At this time, the news of his marriage had already been reported by the media, causing quite a stir among book fans.
Because most of Xiang Nan's writings are romance novels, most of the book fans are young girls. Seeing that he is young and handsome, tall and straight, it is inevitable that he will be tempted.
Now that he is married, everyone is naturally upset. There are opponents, fans, abusers, and even send blades to the publishing house.
But Xiang Nan didn't care. He is now worth billions. Even if you don't write novels, you can't spend it all just by investing.
Besides, fans are mere fools. There is no eternal idol. Today this one becomes popular, and tomorrow that one becomes a fan of that.
Whoever is popular will be whoever is handsome. Xiang Nan's eyes have seen too many similar things. Therefore, even if a large number of fans lose fans, there will be no waves for him.
After returning to the capital, he and Fang Hui lived in his courtyard.
He bought the courtyard house last year. After more than a year of renovation, it has been completely reborn.
Although it looks on the surface, it is still an old building decades ago.
In fact, the walls, roof beams, floor tiles, waterways, etc. have all been replaced, which can be called reconstruction. Therefore, it looks old on the outside, but it is all new on the inside.
Moreover, this courtyard house covers an area of more than 300 square meters. In addition to the main room, side rooms, and inverted seats, there is also a small courtyard with a size of 100 square meters.
Usually raise a fish, plant a flower, feed a dog, not to mention how moist it is, it is much better than living in a building, even better than living in a villa.
After all, I live in a villa and don't have such a big yard, and it is inevitable to meet my neighbors face to face. But living in a courtyard house is different. Close the courtyard door and form a family of your own, a small world completely exclusive to two people.
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"Chen Xun, do we really not need to look for a job?" After Fang Hui moved into his new home, he basically had nothing to do, so he couldn't help asking Xiang Nan in doubt.
"No need." Xiang Nan waved his hand, "Isn't this kind of life very good now? It's so comfortable and leisurely. I don't know how many people envy us, but they can't even envy us."
Being able to have a courtyard house in the capital, with endless money to spend, and a lot of time... To be honest, this kind of life is what everyone dreams of.
"But if I don't do anything, I always feel like I'm lost." Fang Hui said.
Xiang Nan nodded when he heard this.
Work, in addition to bringing people rewards, can also bring people the value of existence. In the words of the novel "Lord of the Mysteries", work is the "anchor" of life. Idle around all day, doing nothing, sounds cool, but it's not.
He also has a job now, besides trading stocks, he is writing books.
Fang Hui really had nothing to do except clean up the housework every day.
"Why don't you, Fang Hui, let me teach you how to write." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "You have a delicate mind and rich emotions. I think it must be good for you to write novels."
"But I can't." Fang Hui was taken aback, then said.
"So let me help you." Xiang Nan said with a smile, "It's actually very easy to learn. You're so smart, you'll definitely be able to learn it soon."
With his contacts in the publishing industry, it is not a problem for Fang Hui to publish a few books. Moreover, making money is not the purpose, the main purpose is to help her find something to do.
Fang Hui nodded upon hearing this.