Chapter 18: The Mysterious Painter
Xia Ye held the mobile phone, looking at the phone number that had just hung up a little absentmindedly, and wanted to dial back, but he never found the courage. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info
"Mr. Yang......"
Summer Night was sitting at his desk when he heard a clear voice coming from outside the door, and someone broke in.
"Why are you here?" Xia Ye looked up and saw that it was Yang Ming, but his face was not very good-looking, Xia Ye glanced at the secretary and signaled that she could go out.
"Why, can't I come to your company?" Yang Ming walked to the sofa and sat down, then lit a cigarette for himself, but took two puffs and then cut off, because he couldn't smell the smoke on a summer night, and he heard that she had begun to cough.
"I didn't mean that, but I've been a bit busy lately, and you know that there is a design competition coming up, so I want to take advantage of this opportunity to expand my company." Xia Ye didn't want to quarrel with Yang Ming, so his tone slowly became softer, not to mention that this time it was Xia Ye who did something wrong, and it would be intolerable for any man to know.
"Okay, then you're busy, I'll pick you up after work." Yang Ming got up and prepared to leave.
"Yang Ming."
Yang Ming just took two steps but was stopped by Xia Ye, and his voice was a little heavy and a little impatient, Xia Ye felt that his tone was a little wrong, and hurriedly explained: "No need, I will go home after I am busy, not to mention that you have so many things waiting for you to deal with every day, I don't want you to be too tired." ”
"Do you really care about me?" Yang Ming didn't look back, but his voice was a little desolate.
"Ah......" Xia Ye was surprised, and before he could regain the meaning of Yang Ming's words, the others had already left the office.
Sitting quietly at the desk on a summer night, Yang Ming was in no mood to work, and Yang Ming's sentence "Do you really care about me?" "It lingers in the mind of the summer night for a long time, lingering.
Xia Ye picked up her mobile phone and wanted to call Wang Ying, but thinking that she was working at this time, she had to dispel this idea, packed up her things, and walked out of the office in Xia Ye.
The cool sea breeze blows loud and small, the turbulent sea water constantly laps on the shore, the sunset dyes the sky red, the white dress flutters in the summer night, the hair dances, and it looks like the most beautiful landscape painting from a distance.
I don't know how long it took to stop this station, at this time the sky gradually darkened, and Xia Ye put away her mind and prepared to leave, but when she turned around and saw an easel, and there was no figure next to the easel, Xia Ye walked to the easel in surprise, and there was a painting painted on the front of the easel, which was the scene of her long skirt fluttering on the beach.
"What a beautiful ......"
Summer Night praised herself, I don't know whether it was to praise the painter's moving handwriting or the scenery in the painting, and the corners of her mouth gradually raised a gentle smile.
When the summer night reacted, she thought of looking for the owner of the painting, and in the depths of the coast, she saw a boy in a wheelchair gradually getting into the car, she chased a few steps, and finally watched the car gradually move away.
Seeing that this excellent painter turned out to be a disabled person, Xia Ye's heart was unspeakably uncomfortable, which reminded her of the time when she met Lu Zifan.
"Xia Xia, I want to eat grapes, Xia Xia I want to eat peeled oranges, you can wash my clothes when they are dirty......"
"Why do you want me to do all these things for you?" Summer Night finally became angry, and she couldn't help but lose her temper.
"Who told you to hit me?" A certain man said confidently.
"Are you taking me for a fool? When you answer the phone in the morning, you are obviously standing up. "Summer Night directly debunks this fact.
"Really? Maybe I was so involved that I forgot that my leg hurt for a while. A man brazenly explained.
"Then I'll take you to the hospital for a checkup." Seeing that Lu Zifan didn't admit it in the summer night, he pushed the wheelchair and walked towards the door.
"Xia Xia, don't make trouble, isn't this just right." Lu Zifan said with a wicked smile, got up and stood in front of Xia Ye and hugged her.
"Will you admit that your leg is okay?" Xia Ye pushed Lu Zifan away, looking at Lu Zifan's funny face, and then realized that he had been deceived from the beginning.
"Shameless." Xia Ye kicked Lu Zifan and threw the door away angrily.
Every day in the future, Lu Zifan will go to Xia Ye's company to give her flowers and gifts, and will give her different surprises every day in order to make her happy.
Thinking of this, the summer night became bitter again, if she hadn't received that call that day, how could the two of them quarrel, and how could he have had a car accident.