141 Farmhouse Autumn Harvest Map
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An Muyang could see that Qi Tingyu's face was displeased, and she felt ridiculous, she had already completely drawn a line, what did he care about so much?
"This is Mr. Jiang." An Muyang smiled, and she also pretended not to see Qi Tingyu's fiery gaze from the past, "Mr. Jiang Jinghong, a young and promising painter, Mr. Qi should have heard of it, right?" β
Qi Tingyu has no interest in painting the hand circle, and he has just returned from abroad, so naturally he has never heard of Jiang Jinghong. When he heard the sound, his eyes fell on Jiang Jinghong, and his eyebrows became more and more frowned.
An Shutong played a round and said, "Mr. Qi, are you also here for dinner?" If you don't dislike it, let's sit down and eat together. β
"Okay."
"No need."
Wu Mei said yes, but Qi Tingyu refused, and the two answered almost at the same time. Wu Mei glanced at the man beside her, like a mirror in her heart, but she still had to keep smiling generously. However, she just wants to live a good life now, and as for who her fiancΓ© liked before, she chooses not to care. No matter what happened before, as long as he is hers in the future, it is enough. Therefore, Wu Mei said again: "Then thank you Mrs. Huo for the invitation, I see that there is still a vacant seat over there, let's go sit there." β
Qi Tingyu walked with his hand and reminded in a low voice: "Let's go." β
Qi Tingyu nodded at Huo Jiangcheng, and then took Wu Mei's hand and left. It's just that he came to eat happily, because he met An Muyang here, but he didn't have the heart to eat anymore, and from the beginning of the meal, Qi Tingyu looked preoccupied.
"Brother Tingyu, if you really regret agreeing to this marriage, it's still too late. You can rest assured that the child in my belly will definitely be born. I, Wu Mei, can afford to raise even if I am an unmarried mother. Wu Mei put down her chopsticks, as if she had lost any appetite, "The so-called twisted melon is not sweet, I also understand this truth." I also know that that night, you made a big mistake by admitting that I was wrong. If marrying me is painful for you, then we might as well talk about it and break up. β
"Don't talk nonsense." Although Qi Tingyu's love for him has always been An Muyang, he also understands that he has a responsibility for Ah Mei.
Besides, this marriage has come to this point, and I will get married next month, and I can't get back. He and Mu Yang, after several twists and turns, I am afraid that there is really no fate. He has no other selfish motives now, he just thinks that as long as she is happy, he will be satisfied.
But the man I just saw, the so-called painter, looked like a playboy. The eyebrows and eyes are frivolous, and he looks a little unstable, he is indeed not a good match for Mu Yang.
Wu Mei said seriously: "Tingyu, you should know what kind of person I am, I can't rub sand in my eyes." I'd rather give up and fulfill others than my future husband who always has someone else in his heart. I know that you may not be able to forget Miss An Muyang now, but I beg you, if you are really good for me and the child, I hope you can pay more attention to us. As for Miss An Muyang, she doesn't need you to worry about it at all, Mrs. Huo, you can protect her. β
Mrs. Huo can protect it, Qi Tingyu still believes this. Even if Mrs. Huo can't protect it, but with Mr. Huo here, Mu Yang will not suffer.
Thinking of this, Qi Tingyu exhaled softly, and then looked at Wu Mei. Raised his hand and gently stroked her head dotingly, which was considered to be soothing.
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Huo Jiangcheng accompanied his wife to the hospital for a prenatal checkup, and after the prenatal checkup, he happened to meet Zhao Mengqing, who was on duty.
"Coming for a prenatal check-up? Why didn't you tell me in advance. Zhao Mengqing smiled, her hand gently stroked An Shutong's slightly bulging lower abdomen, and her eyes turned into crescents, "You two, have you gone to check if it's a boy or a girl?" Wei Min always clamored for a sister, wishing you would have a sister. β
An Shutong said: "I didn't check, as long as the child is healthy, my son and daughter are fine." Sister-in-law, Wei Min wants a sister, why don't you have another one? β
"I'm busy, where can I be free." Zhao Mengqing pulled the corners of her mouth and smiled, she raised her hand and scratched her head, "Talk about your business, don't pull me." What do you think? Is everything okay? β
"It's all good." An Shutong said, and then said to Huo Jiangcheng, "Second brother, you go to the parking lot to drive first, and I'll say a few words to my sister-in-law." In a moment, I'll look for you outside. β
Huo Jiangcheng knew that the two of them had always had a good relationship, and they usually didn't live together, so they had nowhere to say anything. Now that I'm in trouble, I'm sure I'm going to have something to say.
Huo Jiangcheng said a few words, and then took the elevator to the underground garage and drove there.
"Sister-in-law, how is the relationship between you and your eldest brother now?" An Shutong is very concerned, since the divorce incident happened that time, the two seem to be more polite than before, "You guys, you haven't shared a bed yet, right?" β
In front of An Shutong, Zhao Mengqing had nothing to hide, nodded and said: "These days, he and I have been very busy, and since I became the head nurse, the shifts have been staggered with him. Usually when I go to work, he basically rests, and when I rest, he has surgery again. Occasionally, I bumped into it at home, and it seemed to be a little polite. He cared more about me than before, but I always felt ...... I always feel that there is still something between us, and it is difficult to move forward. β
"The eldest brother is a sullen man, in this matter, he is really not as good as the second brother." An Shutong died in a hurry, "He is a big man and likes his wife, why not be stronger?" In fact, we girls sometimes like helpless men. The eldest brother is too gentlemanly, if you ignore him, he will really remain silent. β
He's a gentleman? Zhao Mengqing disagreed. She knew that he didn't like to talk, and he looked like he was ascetic, but he was really not a gentleman.
He is a hooligan, and he is a high-level. Sometimes, Zhao Mengqing feels that she can't play with him.
"Forget it, maybe in his heart, the girl before has always been the most important. No one can replace that girl's position in his heart. And now he is willing to recognize the reality, willing to admit this marriage with me, and willing to keep it, I am afraid that it is a responsibility. Zhao Mengqing felt very bitter in her heart, and she didn't want to talk about these unhappy things, so she just asked, "Are you going home now?" β
"No, I don't go back. Today, there is an exhibition at Muyang Gallery, and my second brother and I went to cheer it up. An Shutong discussed with her husband that Mu Yang's paintings were exhibited outside for the first time, so she had to support it.
"Okay, let's go, I'll go with you." Zhao Mengqing affectionately held An Shutong's arm, and the two went outside together, "Mu Yang finally took the first step, and now there is an art exhibition, I'm really happy for her." β
"She's actually very talented and smart. As a child, she was smarter than me, and she knew three other foreign languages in addition to Chinese. And in addition to linguistics, in the past, she would know what everyone would do in ancient times. The second aunt used to be very strict with her, including now, and she has a strong desire to control. But Mu Yang will finally resist on his own, and I think it's a good thing after all. β
"I remember that she also looks very fairy, like a Nine Heavens Xuannu descended to earth. It's just a pity that no one is perfect, and it's not good for her to be small. Zhao Mengqing also felt sorry for her.
The exhibition was in Jiang Jinghong's gallery, and when Huo Jiangcheng's Rolls-Royce stopped at the door of the gallery, it attracted the attention of many people. Huo Jiangcheng personally drove the car, after the car was parked, he walked down quickly, then opened the door of the back seat and helped his wife get out of the car.
"It's a nice place." Zhao Mengqing walked down from the other side and looked at the gallery, "It can be seen that the owner of this gallery is an informed and interested person." β
"Let's go inside." An Shutong took Zhao Mengqing's hand and went inside.
The gallery is very lively today, inside and out, but there are many people around. However, the gallery itself is also very large, so it doesn't feel crowded. When I entered, I saw paintings hanging on the snow-white walls on both sides.
Jiang Jinghong was originally entertaining others, but when he saw Huo Jiangcheng, he hurriedly greeted him and rushed over here.
"Mr. Huo, you're really here." Jiang Jinghong greeted with a smile, then looked at Zhao Mengqing and asked, "Who is this beauty?" β
"She is my sister-in-law, she has been married a long time ago, you don't want to beat her." An Shutong had always known that Jiang Gongzi was romantic, and when he saw that his eyes were wrong, he saw his little fancy intestines clearly.
Jiang Jinghong didn't expect that the plainly dressed bright woman in front of him turned out to be the wife of the eldest prince of the Huo family, and he couldn't help but be embarrassed for a moment.
"It turned out to be Mrs. Huo, disrespectful and disrespectful." Jiang Jinghong immediately made up for it.
Zhao Mengqing didn't take things to heart, but said with a smile: "We came to see the paintings, and when we met the ones we liked, we bought them and put them on display, and they looked elegant." Mr. Jiang, let's go, help with the introduction. β
Jiang Jinghong said: "Mr. Huo, two ladies, please come with me." β
In fact, Jiang Jinghong is not stupid, knowing that the reason why Huo Jiangcheng and his wife came was mostly for the sake of An Muyang's face. So this time, An Muyang's paintings, their husband and wife will definitely buy them. So, I directly invited someone to see An Muyang's paintings.
Jiang Jinghong introduced: "Mu Yang's words are freehand and have a soul. Someone has just bought one for 50,000 yuan. Although 50,000 is not much, it is already a good start for Muyang. β
"Miss An's painting is indeed very beautiful." Zhao Mengqing is a layman, but looking at An Muyang's paintings, she can always be attracted to them, "As Mr. Jiang said, her paintings have their own soul." β
"How? Would you like a picture from Mrs. Huo? Jiang Jinghong smiled.
Although Zhao Mengqing is a wealthy woman, she never takes a penny from Huo Jiangli because she maintains her self-esteem. The money she usually spends is her own salary.
Although 50,000 yuan is not a lot of money, it is also a lot of money for her. Zhao Mengqing shook her head and politely declined: "I don't understand this, I bought it back, I'm afraid it's going to be ruined." β
Among them, she took a fancy to one, which was the autumn picture. The sky is full of golden yellow, and the eyes are full of rice fields, which is a good season for a good harvest. The only room in the painting is also the kind of old bungalow, under the swing shelf, squatting a girl. The girl only showed her back, and she couldn't see her face. When she saw this painting for the first time, Zhao Mengqing was moved, because she felt that the girl in this painting was very similar to herself.