Zheng Beiqi looked straight at the other painting in Yingxue's hand, thinking that it was painted by Yingxue for himself.

However, Chen Yingxue's gaze swept to the living room, and then asked, "Zhang Jing, have you seen Xiao Wang?" ”

The one on the far left on the first floor is the room where Xiao Wang lives.

Zheng Beiqi suddenly looked at Chen Yingxue with disappointed eyes, "You didn't paint me one?" ”

How did Chen Yingxue's words make him even more angry, "My paintings can't get into Mr. Zheng's eyes." ”

Zheng Beiqi was like a child who insisted on begging for gifts, "How do you know that you can't get into my eyes?" ”

Chen Yingxue said honestly, "The ink prepared is only enough to paint two paintings, if you don't mind, I will write a calligraphy and painting for you tomorrow." ”

Zheng Beiqi's face turned cloudy, "No matter what, it's good to have my share." ”

Chen Yingxue listened to it and wondered a little, Zheng Beiqi's collection of paintings was much better than her paintings, why did she happen to see Xiao Wang come over and give him the paintings 、、、.

Xiao Wang thanked her again and again, and was ashamed to teach her to drive, but what Mr. Zheng meant.

Seeing that Mr. Zheng's face was not very good, he tried to reduce his sense of savings, and when he heard Zheng Beiqi shouting Yingxue to go over to eat, he quietly followed him to eat.

Mr. Zheng has always disliked eating with people, and after Yingxue moved in, he made an exception and asked everyone to sit down and eat together, probably because Chen Yingxue would be in the same situation.

Zheng Beiqi's thoughts were still on the painting he had just given Zhang Jing, although he didn't study much about painting, but he had a faint feeling that her painting skills could not be practiced in a year or two.

In one afternoon, he painted two paintings, and he was familiar with the road, and the company's public relations department once asked a well-known painter to paint, but only two paintings were painted in one day, and Chen Yingxue became more and more a mystery in his heart.

As always, Chen Yingxue ate quietly, Zheng Beiqi looked at her appreciatively, beautiful and delicious, he finally realized the true meaning of this sentence.

After the meal, Chen Yingxue said to Zheng Beiqi, "Mr. Zheng, I have a friend coming over in the evening, is it convenient?" ”

Zheng Beiqi's first reaction was that Li Zihao came to see her and suppressed the discomfort in his heart, "It's convenient, can you send a driver?" ”

He tried his best not to want Li Zihao to spend the night here, so he asked tentatively.

"No, he'll take a taxi."

Hearing her say this, Zheng Beiqi relieved himself and turned around and went to the study.

Zheng Beiqi was in the study, looking at the materials prepared for tomorrow's meeting, but after looking at it for a while, he was distracted, and he was distracted, so he put down the materials, walked to the window, lit a cigarette, but didn't smoke it, and watched the smoke drift away, relieving his boreary mood.

The mobile phone on the table rang, and he picked it up casually, and a mellow voice came out, "Hey." ”

Words are like gold.

Lan Xin listened to the voice she hadn't seen for a long time, and she was a little excited, "Northern Qi, it's me." ”

Hearing Lan Xin call his name, Zheng Beiqi was upset, and his voice was cold, "Is there something wrong with me?" ”

Lan Xin's gentle tone, "It's okay, I haven't been in touch for a long time, I miss you." ”

Zheng Beiqi had no intention of listening to her, "I'm busy." ”

Hanging up the phone, Zheng Beiqi looked out the window again, and finally, saw the slender figure waiting at the gate.

Zheng Beiqi is indescribably depressed at this moment, Yingxue, if you are waiting for me at the moment, how good it would be!

After a while, I saw Li Zihao get out of the car.

Chen Yingxue took Li Zihao to the living room, and the two chatted for a while, Li Zihao explained to her why An Yuewei appeared in the hospital frequently, and then, apologetically, said to Yingxue, "I sold the small room I took you to last time, and I paid back the hospitalization fee that Mr. An paid for my mother." Can't give you a stable place, angry? ”

Chen Yingxue shook her head, "It's okay, my aunt's body matters." ”

"Wait for the medical insurance reimbursement, the money will come back, make up some money to buy another set, just don't be angry with me."

Holding Chen Yingxue's hand, she didn't withdraw her suspicions, and let him hold her hand.

Li Zihao saw that she was not angry, and relaxed a lot, "When can the painting be repaired?" ”

"Two or three days will do."

Li Zihao suddenly smiled, "It's just right, I'm on a business trip in a few days, please take care of my mother." ”

Chen Yingxue nodded and responded, "Yes, as long as my aunt doesn't hate me." ”

"I told my mother, Mr. An is a rich second generation, and his vision is high, not something that ordinary poor boys can climb."

Chen Yingxue suddenly felt that the depression of several days had dispersed like a dark cloud in an instant.

The two of them chatted, and Chen Yingxue suddenly remembered that she hadn't loosened the paper today.

So, I called Li Zihao together and walked out.

Chen Yingxue picked up the shovel that was placed aside, turned over the soil a few times, and looked at her stupid appearance, Li Zihao reached out and took the shovel in her hand, and after a few clicks, she turned it over, which saved Chen Yingxue a lot of effort.