Chu Lingye glanced at An Yarong and said nonsense: "My father said that he hadn't seen you for so many years, and he missed you a lot." ”

An Yarong's heart was about to rise to her throat: "Zhendong, did he really say that?" What else did you say? ”

"Mother!" Seeing that the situation was not good, An Xin hurriedly walked over and grabbed An Yarong's arm: "Mother, how could Chu Zhendong let him talk like this?" ”

When a father asks his son to talk to his mother's rival, this kind of father is afraid that he should be cut with a thousand cuts.

An Yarong woke up like a dream, glared at Chu Lingye angrily, crying and laughing: "How can Zhendong have a bastard son like you!" ”

The goal has been achieved, Chu Lingye smiled cheekily: "Xin'er, Aunt An, I like Ruru very much, I want to recognize her as my goddaughter, I hope you can agree." ”

When these words fell, An Xin and An Yarong's faces all changed.

"This is my gift to my goddaughter, and I will treat her well in the future."

Chu Lingye's voice rang in her ears, obviously so calm, but An Xin felt extremely harsh, she looked down at him, he was putting things in the place, there were clothes, children's ornaments and things that children like to eat, she never knew that this man also had such a careful side.

"How?" Chu Lingye chuckled: "I will be good to her, no matter who bullies her in the future, I will protect her, just like my own daughter, what do you say?" ”

He looked at her like this, his gaze was not instantaneous, the expectation in his eyes was so deep and so strong, what was this familiar gaze?

In a trance, An Xin suddenly understood that this was clearly a father's ardent expectation for his own daughter!

It turned out that even though he didn't know the real relationship between himself and Ruru at this moment, he had already been implicated in her.

How so?

A qiē and a qiē seem to be out of control......

An Xin's whole body was suddenly cold, her purple lips trembled helplessly, and she couldn't say a word if she refused.

"My Ruru is really welcome."

A magnetic voice sounded outside the door, not high, but it seemed to carry an invisible oppressive force, which made the atmosphere in the room instantly cold.

The clear footsteps gradually approached, Lu Xiao walked to An Xin's side with a leisurely step, and put the rock sugar gourd in his hand on the coffee table.

Seeing this man, a cold light flashed in Chu Lingye's eyes in an instant, but after all, it was his request for help, and he quietly concealed that kind of hostility, and he smiled meaninglessly: "It just so happened that I came here, I have something to discuss with you." ”

"Huh." Lu Xiao sneered: "Does the prince think that I, Lu Xiao, can't even support my own daughter, and I have to bother others to raise it?" ”

Chu Lingye smiled: "I didn't mean that, I just like Ruru very much." ”

"Only you ......know who you really like" Lu Xiao stepped forward and grabbed Chu Lingye's collar by the collar:

"Chu Lingye, how much more harm do you have to give her before you want to stop?! Get out of here, don't force me to do it! ”

Lu Xiao in front of him gritted his teeth and glared, his whole body was stiff like a cold marble, and his eyes were fierce like an angry beast, Chu Lingye knew that this man was a person who was very good at controlling his own feelings, even if he was hostile when facing him before, he had always been very restrained, and he had never been so angry or out of control as he was now.

Even if he knew that Lu Xiao was a master who was not easy to mess with, Chu Lingye was not afraid of him, but this man was right, he saw through him, his purpose of thinking that Ruru as his goddaughter was not simple, he liked Xiao Ruru, and preferred her mother-in-law, Da Ruru, if he was rejected, he didn't know if there would be a chance to get close to them in the future......

Therefore, he endures, all he can do is endure.

Facing Lu Xiao's cold face, he actually laughed, laughing and backing down like a cowardly coward:

"Okay, Lu Xiao, you're in a bad mood today, I'll go, I'll Chu Ling roll at night, but I really want to recognize Ruru as my goddaughter, you...... You think about it, I'll come back another day. ”

In the empty room for a while, only Chu Lingye's footsteps remained, An Xin looked at him as if he was stunned, and what came into his eyes was obviously his back, but what appeared in his mind was his lost face.

She knew that this man had always been so arrogant and uninhibited, and he would rather suffer a little hardship or even shed a little blood than bow to others, but just now he was so humble and undignified in front of Lu Xiao......

What is it that deserves him to be able to put down even his dignity?

"Click!"

The sound of the door closing, Chu Lingye's figure completely disappeared from sight, Lu Xiao stood in place, Chu Lingye bowed his head in front of him, but there was no ease in his heart.

In the past three years, he watched An Xin come out of the pain step by step, and then she finally let go and could live a normal life, but after returning here, she and Chu Lingye became more and more painful every time they met, just like a person who was mired in the quagmire, and finally came out of the quagmire after all her strength and suffering, but Chu Lingye stretched out her evil hand and pulled her back step by step......

That time Lu Xiao found her in the rain and sent her to the clinic, he didn't know what happened between her and Chu Lingye, but he knew that for the next three nights, An Xin locked herself in the studio and didn't sleep for three consecutive nights.

Later, Chu Lingye rescued Ru Ru by the lake, and although An Xin was natural afterwards, he was still in her soul until now, and today, this man actually came to the door......

If this continues, this little woman is afraid that she will be a walking dead.

……

"You wait for me here, I'll be back soon if nothing happens." An Xin stood on his right hand, he was tall, and she needed to raise her head to face him when she spoke.

Lu Xiao raised his hand and touched An Xin's head: "If you haven't come out in a quarter of an hour, I'll go in and look for you." ”

"Good!"

An Xin smiled brightly at Lu Xiao, turned around and walked towards the depths of the courtyard.

At this moment, Lu Xiao's brows furrowed deeply, and he stared at her back and was silent for a while before he said lightly: "If you can't negotiate, there's no need to force it, I'll ...... I can afford to raise you. ”

This voice was much lower than his usual voice, but An Xin still listened to it word for word, and her steps slowed down slightly, and An Xin continued to walk forward.

Three years ago, Lu Xiao brought An Xin and An Yarong to the capital, and bought a courtyard there to settle them, the year An Xin gave birth to Ruru, all the expenses were his alone, although An Xin never said it to him, but she actually knew in her heart that the money she owed him over the years was two million silver taels. Although An Xin has gained some fame for painting, only a few works are sold at a high price, and the money she earns is far from enough to repay him, and she will have to be treated after a while, which is also a lot of expenses......

Owed money and favors must be repaid.

Therefore, An Xin needs to cooperate with influential big names in the industry, and only when she is more famous, the paintings she paints can be sold for a higher price.

"Knock, knock."

An Xin knocked on the hidden door.

Zhou Anwen raised his head and glanced at the door, and when he saw the blue veil, Yan Sù's face suddenly showed a smile: "You are Miss Wusha, right?" ”

"Hehe, it's me, Boss Zhou, I didn't bother you."

"No, no, Miss Kirisha, please come in." Zhou An put down the brush in his hand and got up and left his seat with a smile.

"Okay." An Xin walked into the study, habitually closing the door, remembering what happened when she talked about cooperation with Rong Dahai last time, her little hand couldn't help but freeze on the doorknob:

"Boss Zhou, don't mind leaving the door open."

"Forehead......" Zhou Anwen looked at An Xin and was unexpectedly stunned, and then smiled all over his face: "You are casual, casual, come, sit here." ”

As she spoke, Zhou Anwen had already moved a chair in front of the windowsill and placed it on the opposite side of the table, An Xin sat down politely, only to see an open text on the table, and the seal was pressed on the contract, obviously Zhou Anwen was busy when she came.

"Miss Mistha, drink tea."

The steady voice fell, and Zhou An steadily put the cup of tea he had brewed personally in An Xin's hand.

has suffered once, so An Xin became cautious, before coming this time, she deliberately investigated Zhou Anwen's character, he is pertinent and has a good reputation, the important thing is that there is no bad behavior......

But even so, seeing him so attentive, An Xin was still uneasy: "Boss Zhou, I'm very busy today, I don't think you mind if we talk about cooperation directly." ”

"Oh, don't mind, hehe, how can you mind?" Zhou Anwen was more direct than An Xin, and simply took out the contract that had been prepared in the drawer:

"I've already drawn up the contract, you can take a look first, if there is anything that is inappropriate or you think it is inappropriate, you can change it."

"Okay."

An Xin took it and skimmed it roughly. Each clause was drafted in a formal and clear manner, and without excessive requirements, it was simply drawn up from her point of view and with a complete bias towards her interests.

If the contract is fully executed, she only needs to paint five paintings a year on average to get three million silver, so that she can not only repay the money she owes to Lu Gongzi, but also make Ruru live a good life with just one person's income in the future......

Wait a minute!

Is there such a cheap thing in the world?

She clearly remembered that the last time Rong Dahai offered her the condition of painting twelve paintings a year, and giving her a cap of 1.5 million, and that qiē was still premised on dirty behavior!

"Boss Zhou!" An Xin took a deep breath and decided to make it clear:

"This contract is all there is to our relationship, right? I don't want other unpleasant things to happen in the future, such as...... There is a kind of shady trading behind some industries......"

Zhou An looked at An Xin steadily: "I understand, you mean an improper relationship, right?" ”

Anxin defaults.

"Haha, Miss Fog Yarn, please rest assured, I never do that Zhou Anwen, what I fancy is your talent, of course, in terms of Miss Fog Yarn's talent, I don't think the conditions I offer are high, if you think it's not enough, you can mention it again, I will consider it as much as possible."

"Mr. Zhou, I didn't mean that." An Xin waved her hand again and again: "I want to take this contract back and take a good look, if it is suitable, I will sign it another day, is it okay?" ”

Zhou Anwen agreed very simply: "Of course you can." ”

"In that case, Boss Zhou, I'll leave today first."

"Okay, okay, hehe, if you think about it, you can come here to me at any time, and I will tell the housekeeper that even if I am not there, someone will sign the contract for me."

"Thank you, Boss Zhou, just sit down, don't send it."

Carefully packing the contract into the baggage, An Xin got up and walked out the door, everything went too smoothly and beyond her expectations, but her heart was like a stone, dragging her fragile atrium uneasy fall.

Maybe it's because these years have been too depressing, too depressing, she always can't keep the good things, once luck befalls her, she can't even believe it, dare not accept, for fear that she will get it again and again like before, but later she always finds out that it is just a joke played by God on her......

"Click!"

The door was closed by An Xin, and Zhou An stood firmly in front of the table, with a helpless smile on the corner of his mouth.

He has been the old boss for so many years, and there have been a lot of female painters who have taken the initiative to get close to her, but this is the first time he has seen this kind of wolf-proof guard.

Zhou Anwen walked to the reception room next to him, and knocked on the closed door with his hand: "Lord Wang, is it convenient for me to go in?" ”

"Yes."

A clear voice came from inside, Zhou An pushed the door open, and Chu Lingye sat at the tea table, the ashtray on his right hand was full of ashes.

"As far as I know, your prince has never been a loss-making business, I don't understand, is it worth spending so much money for such a second-rate painter?" Zhou An sat beside Chu Lingye with a steady smile.

Chu Lingye glanced at him and silently flicked the ashes of his cigarette.

"Don't just smoke, have a cup of tea." Zhou Anwen poured out the cold cup of tea in Chu Lingye's hand and replaced it with a hot one: "This fog veil is indifferent and high, and she wears a mask every day to pretend to be mysterious, no wonder no one is willing to cooperate with her, if it weren't for your prince's face, I would never sign her." ”

Chu Lingye stared at her, hiding a certain feeling: "Do you know who she is?" ”

"Fog yarn? Isn't he just a painter? Zhou Anwen was surprised, he was not a person who liked to snoop on people's private affairs, but he had always been very interested in Chu Lingye's affairs.

Chu Lingye didn't answer again, and glanced at the European-style wall clock on the wall: "Send a carriage for me, I'll go see someone." ”

……

The place where the appointment was made to meet was outside the south gate of the city, and An Yarong was already there when Chu Ling arrived at night.

Seeing Chu Lingye, An Yarong stood up: "Ling Ye, is your father okay lately?" ”

"Okay." Chu Lingye smiled reluctantly: "Aunt An, you are okay." ”

"Oh, yes, yes." An Yarong looked at Chu Lingye, in fact, Chu Lingye and Chu Zhendong didn't look alike, but out of psychological effect, An Yarong unconsciously thought of Chu Zhendong every time she saw him.

She left here three years ago for An Xin, and she has never been in contact with Chu Zhendong since, but there is something like an iron nail stuck in her heart, which cannot be pulled out or touched, it has taken root and rusted, and the wound has not only not healed over time, but has become more and more itchy and painful......

"Aunt An, you should know what I asked you to talk to you about."