“Mr. Doyle didn't do anything wrong." Luca knew Luke was joking. Her lips curled up into a smile.
She liked relaxed and happy conversations like this.
"I don't need anyone as long as you're here," said Luke. Luca was more important than anyone else.
Luca's face reddened. She could sense the hidden meaning in Luke's words. Then, she touched her face. She could feel her face burning. She turned to look at the streets, and only then did she realize they had passed by an ancestral hall.
"Mr. Crawford, isn't that the ancestral hall?" Luca asked. She glanced at the navigation to make sure that the ancestral hall she saw was their destination.
"Yes. I'm looking for the parking lot," replied Luke.
The main road outside the ancestral hall was a two-way street. They could not park their car here, and there were no parking lots in the ancestral hall either.
There happened to be a parking lot a couple of hundred feet away. Luke parked the car there. After he got out of the car, he opened his car trunk and took his tools out.
Luke brought many tools, and Luca helped him to pick up one of the measuring tools.
"Let me carry it." Luke was unwilling to tire Luca out even though she used to do such things back then.
"I'm your assistant today. Let me carry it. Besides, it's not heavy at all," replied Luca. She was not a weak person back then, and neither was she now.
She could do what a man could do, and she did not need any help.
Luke picked up the rest of the tools, and the two of them slowly walked in the direction of the ancestral hall.
It was late. Some villagers who stayed nearby had already come out. They gave Luke and Luca peculiar looks when they saw them.
ignored the way
ancestral hall. The chief of the village was waiting for
village chief saw them carrying so many things. He quickly asked the young people beside him to help
be Luke. Old Master
my job," Luke’s voice was cold, but he did not give the village chief an
master offered to take the job. As Old Master Crawford's grandson, he
for the design fees. Thank you, Luke." The village
and looked around the ancestral hall
are studying architecture in our village. I knew you’d be coming to measure the area today, so they
was a little too excited. He was a second-year university student and he knew
a genius architect. However, this genius had to run a multinational corporation.
every work he designed was a
his surroundings. The ancestral hall was in ruins. If it was left here
dangerous. That was why the village chief wanted
the village chief said proved that Luke was
might cause deadly accidents. If we don't reconstruct it, the fire department will close the building. I was left with no choice. That's why I thought of asking you to come over and redesign the building. I'd like the ancestral hall
Luke. The village chief
Home, an iconic building in X City. That way, the ancestral hall could be open to the public as a tourist attraction and
you," said the village chief with a smile on his face. Old Master Crawford had already told Luke. At least he did
"I’m going to
the village chief. He did not know anything about
up for a moment. He was a first-year university student. He agreed to help when the village chief
more experience so that his resume would look better in the
in front of
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