Mo Xiaoyi received a call from Han Yufei again, and he knew that this woman would definitely not give up easily, at first glance, she looked like the kind of person who swore unreachingly, and it was definitely not easy to be entangled by her and want to get rid of it. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

It's still a "red mushroom" café.

Han Yufei wore a well-fitting silver-gray sleeveless slit cheongsam with delicate lace embroidered on the hem. The chest is embellished with a small sky blue brooch set with small diamonds. His long hair is combed in a bun and hung high above his head, and his ears are draped with simple black and white pendants. The combination of classical and fashionable, the interpretation of nobility and elegance, is another kind of beauty compared to the last outfit.

Mo Xiaoyi had to sigh that Han Yufei had a changeable temperament, it seemed that different clothes could completely change her, and there was an unchanging wildness in this changeable temperament, which made it difficult for men not to fall for her.

Han Yufei stretched out her white and tender soft wattle and shook it lightly with him, and after sitting down elegantly, she smiled apologetically and said, "Mr. Mo, I'm really sorry to disturb you again, I really have something important to ask for, and I ask you to bear with me." ”

Mo Xiaoyi replied quietly and lightly: "Miss Han is polite, I wonder if Miss Han needs my help with anything?" ”

Han Yufei stirred the coffee in the cup elegantly, and it seemed a little difficult to speak.

Mo Xiaoyi was not in a hurry, and waited patiently for her to speak.

Although he only chatted a few words in a hurry last time, Mo Xiaoyi subconsciously felt that the woman in front of him was not simple, and it could be seen from the bottomless pupils that she had deep scheming.

It's no wonder that a strong woman who dominates the mall is naturally scheming better than ordinary women. The so-called shopping mall is like a battlefield, how many iron-blooded men have been submerged by the rolling tide, not to mention a weak woman who is powerless? It is almost impossible for a gentle and simple woman to continue to survive, especially a beautiful woman like her.

In order to pass the boring time of waiting, Mo Xiaoyi moved his gaze to the vase between the two, which contained a bright red rose, and the flower still had a dewdrop-like glow.

In fact, Han Yufei deliberately made a hesitant expression, thinking that Mo Xiaoyi would ask her to speak like most men, so that she could take advantage of the situation to say her request, who knew that Mo Xiaoyi was even more calm than her, not only did not speak, but also leisurely admired the roses on the table, secretly annoyed and at the same time had a strange affection for him. Of course, it's more about the embarrassment without the stairs.

"Mr. Mo, that's the case, I have a painter friend who admires your painting style very much, and I want you to help him comment on a painting, do you think you can find time to help?" Han Yufei raised her eyes and said sincerely.

"Oh, yes, but I'm limited in my skills, so I'm afraid I'll disappoint your friend." Mo Xiaoyi groaned.

"No, no, Xu Lao really thinks that your works have great potential, he admires the younger generation of painters the most, and always says that young people's works have a vitality that they don't have, and he never easily finds people to comment on his paintings!" Han Yufei felt that her goal could be achieved, and she suddenly became radiant.

As soon as Mo Xiaoyi heard the word "Xu Lao", his heart moved, his eyes crossed with a strange brilliance, and he then asked: "Is the Xu Lao you are talking about the internationally renowned old painter Xu Ziqi?" ”

Han Yufei's lips showed a sly smile line, and she pretended to be surprised: "Yes, is Mr. Mo also familiar with Old Xu?" ”

Mo Xiaoyi shook his head and said: "I'm not familiar with it, but I've seen a lot of his works, and his ink paintings can almost catch up with the master of Chinese painting Xu Beihong." There is also his watercolor, which perfectly combines Chinese painting and Western painting, creating a unique style of painting of his own, I dare to say that I am afraid that no one can copy his style, it is simply too classic! ”

Han Yufei excitedly took over the conversation and said: "That's it, I also like Xu Lao's paintings very much, although I don't have much research on painting, but his works always make me feel refreshed." Hearing you say that, I can guarantee that you will become good friends for the year. In fact, your painting style is also very special, which is why Xu Lao admires you. If you want, I'll take you to Xu Lao's right now, maybe you'll find a lot of common topics! ”

Mo Xiaoyi was surprised: "Doesn't Elder Xu live in Tianning City? When did you come to Southport? ”

Han Yufei smiled proudly: "You don't know this, Xu Lao's son is doing business in Nangang, and he thinks that the climate and environment in Nangang are good, so he bought him a flowing water villa outside the effect, and Xu Lao took his wife over for a vacation half a month ago, and he was going to live here for a while." ”

Mo Xiaoyi really wanted to meet this senior in the painting world, but he felt that it seemed a little inappropriate to take the liberty of coming to the door, not to mention that he knew that if he followed Han Yufei, he was afraid that he would be involved with her in the future, and he could see that Han Yufei was deliberately using Xu Lao to hang his interest. Following her is tantamount to helping her dig a trap for herself to jump. It's not easy to deal with such a cunning and difficult woman, so should you go with her?

Han Yufei saw Mo Xiaoyi's hesitation, raised her eyes, opened her lips slightly, and said in an elegant but spicy provocative tone: "What, is Mr. Mo afraid that I will harm you?" ”

Mo Xiaoyi smiled faintly: "Miss Han is too worried, since Miss Han is kindly invited, then I might as well be respectful and obey my fate, let's go!" ”

An imperceptible smirk flashed on Han Yufei's lips, and she smiled like a flower and led him away from the "Red Mushroom", and her red sports car was parked not far from the café.

The two got into the car, and Han Yufei turned around and drove in the direction of Nanxiao.

Not far from the car, Mo Xiaoyi's mobile phone rang suddenly.

"Remember, where are you? Didn't you go to school today? Bai Chen's voice clearly penetrated Mo Xiaoyi's eardrums.

"I went to Nanxiao to meet an elder in the painting world, I don't have any important classes today, so I'm too lazy to go, when are you going home?" A gentle smile appeared on Mo Xiaoyi's plain face.

Han Yufei always thought that Mo Xiaoyi was as light as a glass of cooled boiled water, but she didn't expect him to have such a warm smile, and she was suddenly a little curious about who called him, and why did she make him smile so sweetly? That must be a clever and delicate girl, right?

"I don't have classes in the afternoon, so I'll go home early, so that I don't have to rebel at home with Luo Xinya. You have to come back early, and I'll make you your favorite yam brisket for you to eat in the evening. Hang up first, bye-bye! Bai Chen was completely in the tone of a virtuous wife, and he didn't forget to "poof" at his mobile phone after speaking.

The smile on Mo Xiaoyi's face became even stronger, and she replied affectionately: "I know, goodbye wife!" ”

Han Yufei was taken aback when she heard this, and couldn't help but ask in a screaming voice, "Is Mr. Mo married?" ”

The tenderness on Mo Xiaoyi's face quickly disappeared, and he replied lightly: "Yes!" ”

Han Yufei stared at him with suspicion on her face, as if she wanted to judge whether his words were true or false, and only after a while did she squeeze out a smile and said, "Mr. Mo is kidding, aren't you just in your senior year?" ”

Mo Xiaoyi was a little puzzled why Han Yufei would ask about his marriage, and Yi Xing asked rhetorically: "Miss Han, doesn't you know that my country's new marriage law does not restrict college students from marrying?" As long as both parties reach the age, they can get married whenever they want! ”

Han Yufei realized that she was a little abnormal, so she smiled and said: "I'm sorry, I don't mean anything else, just look at Mr. Mo is very young, I didn't expect you to get married so early, in this era of late marriage, it is indeed rare for young people like you to marry early, I think your wife should be a very beautiful woman!" ”

Mo Xiaoyi remembered Bai Chen's charm, and a gentle smile appeared in his pupils again, and his tone was a little hot, "Well, it's beautiful!" ”

Han Yufei couldn't help but ask again: "You love her very much?" ”

Mo Xiaoyi didn't want to hide his love for Bai Chen, and Han Yufei's fierce pursuit also made him a little more vigilant, women always pestered men to ask some emotional or life questions, if they didn't have ulterior motives, they began to be interested in that man, in order to put an end to unnecessary trouble, Mo Xiaoyi deliberately responded with an obvious warm expression: "Yes, I love her very much." ”

A trace of displeasure rose in Han Yufei's heart, but she said with a smile on her face: "Bless you!" ”

Mo Xiaoyi said "thank you", then leaned back on the back chair and closed his eyes to take a nap, intentionally or unintentionally terminating the conversation with Han Yufei.

The car drove for more than half an hour, turned onto a winding road, turned a few corners, and stopped in front of a small two-story white western-style building.

This is a small but beautiful villa. The house is built on a hill and surrounded by a white jade wall. In front of the door stand two traditional stone lions. Behind the house there is a maple tree with a crooked neck, full of bright red leaves. A gust of wind passes, and the maple leaves sway lightly with the wind, fluttering and perching on the ground, which is very beautiful.

Han Yufei got out of the car and rang the doorbell.

It seemed that she was a frequent visitor here, and the other party opened the iron door without asking anything.

Han Yufei returned to the car, drove the car into the garage in the villa, and beckoned Mo Xiaoyi to go to the hall.

A thin old man with gray hair came out, with a hearty smile on his kind face, and said a few times: "Fei Fei, why do you have time to see me today?" ”

Mo Xiaoyi almost immediately recognized that the old man in front of him was the internationally renowned painter Xu Ziqi, and was about to say hello, but Han Yufei had already hurriedly replied: "Old Xu, do you remember the art exhibition some time ago?" Didn't you always say that the painting of "Lonely and Enchanting" was very good, Yao, I helped you find the painter, this is Mr. Mo Xiaoyi. Coincidentally, he also loves your old paintings, and I think you will definitely like him, so you will not blame me for bringing him to meet you on your own initiative, right? ”

Mo Xiaoyi hurriedly greeted him humbly.

Xu Ziqi's gaze moved to his face, patted him on the shoulder with a smile and said: "The young man is good, he has such skills at a young age, and the future is immeasurable, come on, come in, come into the house and sit!" ”

Mo Xiaoyi said a few polite words, followed Xu Zi to sign into the house, and had a lot of good feelings for this senior in the painting world who did not have a shelf.

The living room of Xu Zizhu is very simple, with antique mahogany furniture. There are several pots of large-leaved greenery in the corner, and some of his works are hanging on the wall. Directly in front there is a display case filled with a variety of wood carvings and ceramics. It can be seen that he likes to collect handicrafts.

Mrs. Xu, who had just sat down and still had a dignified demeanor, came out with three cups of tea.

Mo Xiaoyi stood up and greeted Mrs. Xu.

Mrs. Xu responded with a smile, and went back to the back room after serving tea.

Xu Ziqi talked about painting with Mo Xiaoyi with enthusiasm on his face, and the more he talked about it, the more speculative he became, and soon he forgot about Han Yufei around him.

Han Yufei tried a few times and couldn't interject, and suddenly felt bored, so she went into the house to chat with Mrs. Xu. (To be continued.) )