By the sea in the capital, Qiao Muyuan has a low-key and peaceful small villa.

After returning to the capital, she lived here. Every morning when the alarm clock rang and she opened the curtains, she saw the blue sky and deep blue water in front of her, with rough waves and flat beach.

The balcony is covered with a layer of wooden boards. When he opens the balcony door and steps on the wooden boards, Qiao Muyuan likes to lie on the railing with his arms on his head and squint his eyes to watch the sparkling water under the morning sun.

The dark blue water splashed on the beach, smoothing out the traces of sand and stones, and the air was filled with a salty smell.

The maid brought breakfast to the balcony: "Good morning, Miss."

"morning."

Qiao Muyuan wore a loose black suspender skirt and a thin white sun protection shirt. Her hair was simply tied up with a black hair tie. She was sitting under a parasol with several magazines on the table.

The wind blew the pages of the book, and the colorful inner pages lifted up with the wind.

The servant placed the breakfast in front of her and left.

This was her first day doing architectural design with Mr. Fu. Qiao Muyuan took a photo and posted it on WeChat Moments - a new beginning.

In the photo, there is the sea, the beach, and the exquisite breakfast plate.

She was eating breakfast alone and scrolling through her phone.

Qiao Chengfan: Morning, breakfast is good.

Qiao Zhixing: Good morning, sister.

Liang Kai: Have you started working?

Qiao Muyuan replied to a few comments, put down his phone and had breakfast.

The wind blew the strands of hair on her temples, and she lowered her head and tasted her breakfast in silence, feeling very calm inside.

In my ears I could hear the roar of the sea water lapping against the rocks, seagulls gathering in the air, and the water and sky becoming the same color.

Qiao Muyuan arrived at Mr. Fu's office on time. Mr. Fu retired a long time ago and originally stopped accepting apprentices, but because of his good relationship with the Qiao family, he accepted Qiao Muyuan as his apprentice.

Mr. Fu has his own independent studio, which is now managed by his son, who does research and lectures behind the scenes.

Mr. Fu arranged a separate office for Qiao Muyuan and showed Qiao Muyuan some of his treasured books.

On her first day at work, the little girl was very serious, immersed in reading, and would ask her brothers and sisters for help when she encountered problems she didn’t understand. She was very humble and did not have the airs of a young lady.

Everyone in the studio said that Qiao Muyuan was easy to get along with.

At noon, Liang Kai called Qiao Muyuan.

"It's your first day at work, are you used to it?"

"I'm used to it. Everyone takes good care of me. I'm the youngest one."

"Mr. Fu has a good reputation. You can learn a lot from him. I will visit you when I have time."

"Brother Liang Kai, did you get up so early?"

"Well, I woke up early in the summer. I just washed up and will go out for a morning jog later."

"Brother Liang Kai, you are very self-disciplined."

"You too, a very good little girl."

Qiao Muyuan felt embarrassed when he heard others praise him.

The call didn't take long, and they both hung up the phone.

Qiao Muyuan flipped through the books and looked at a project Mr. Fu recently led his students to do, which is the new building of the Beijing Art Museum. They are working on a sketch and will deliver it before the end of the year.

Mr. Fu planned to hand over the back garden part to Qiao Muyuan to design, but Qiao Muyuan was apprehensive and cautiously accepted the project.

She also knew that if it weren't for her father's relationship, how could she have access to such famous teachers and projects, so she cherished them even more.

The submission time for the back garden part is not the end of the year, which is relatively generous and suitable for practicing.
Chapter completed!