Lu Chengsi looked up at Tang Xiaoqing suspiciously, and he didn't understand how this guy who was still making a fuss about a divorce just now suddenly looked like a child who scored 100 points in the exam, and he was so excited that he almost jumped up in the office.

He faintly heard a little sound from her phone, which was leaking a little.

"Miss Tang, the original manuscript of the entry is still there, right?"

"Yes, yes." Tang Xiaoqing said excitedly, "When I participated in the competition, I read your notice, saying that the original manuscript should be used in the retest. I'll keep it safe. ”

"That's good. Please bring the original manuscript to Painted Heaven for an interview at three o'clock tomorrow afternoon......"

Hanging up the phone, Tang Xiaoqing couldn't suppress the ecstasy in her heart.

No wonder people say that the love scene is frustrated, the casino is proud, and they lost a scumbag An Weidong, and as a result, they will make a lot of money from Lu Chenghei, and now they have the hope of entering the painting paradise!

Life is so beautiful!

Unemployment, lovelorn loan sharks were drugged or something, and the haze brought by them all disappeared.

"Mr. Lu, I need to go back to my own house-" Tang Xiaoqing suddenly became cautious in front of Lu Chenghei.

She had been unlucky for more than ten years, but good luck suddenly came, and she was a little worried about being ruined.

The one in front of her is the suspect she is most worried about.

With the marriage certificate in hand, he wants to find some trouble, and she really can't do anything.

Lu Chengsi waved his hand generously: "As long as you don't divorce me, I won't stop you when you go to the moon." You are Mrs. Lu, not a slave. Of course there is this freedom. ”

"Thank you, Lu-" Tang Xiaoqing, who was about to blurt out thank you Mr. Lu, saw that an employee was about to knock on the door and come in, she immediately changed her words, "Thank you, husband." ”

While the employee was about to report to Lu Chenghei, Tang Xiaoqing lost no time in saying, "Husband, I want to go home now." ”

Lu Chengsi frowned: "Didn't you make an appointment tomorrow afternoon?" ”

Damn, it turns out that this guy heard it!

But today's mood is good, and it's not privacy, Tang Xiaoqing doesn't care.

"It's about tomorrow. But the original manuscript is at home, I want to take it out first, see if there are any problems, and then revise and revise—" Tang Xiaoqing said as she walked out, as if Lu Chengji would hold her.

But Lu Chengji still sent his own new driver to see her off.

This new driver is one of Song Bo's most trusted bodyguards, and his fist and foot kung fu and driving skills are the best.

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Sitting in Lu Chenghe's magnificent car, Tang Xiaoqing was quite emotional.

This way home has been walked for many years, and for the first time, there is a feeling of returning home.

But what really made her happy was painted heaven.

As long as she can join Painted Heaven, her life will change completely in the future.

She will no longer be a one-size-fits-all part-time job looking around, she will become a professional illustrator.

For her, painting is a special enjoyment, if she can enjoy it like this, there is a good income, and she can get the guidance of famous teachers...... Haha, that's really life in "heaven".

No wonder it's called Painted Heaven!

was happy in her heart, and Tang Xiaoqing's words couldn't help but increase.

"Hey, master, how are you different from those bodyguards in the movie? Not wearing sunglasses and not wearing a black suit? ”

"Master, where did you learn your skills? Shaolin Temple? ”

"Master, what's the most dangerous thing you've ever encountered, driving is boring anyway, can you tell me about it?"

No matter what Tang Xiaoqing asked, the bodyguard only replied with one sentence: "Mrs. Lu, I'm sorry." ”