Zhou Qingruo frowned, his eyes were crimson, as if he had been bullied, "You just want me to wear a green hat for you?" ”

Song Yan suddenly had no bottom in his heart, and he was still a little weak.

Forcibly suppressing that impatience, he held Zhou Qingruo's white and tender hand, "Baby, I'm sorry, I'm worried that you were deceived by others." ”

Zhou Qingruo lowered his eyes, mockery flashed in his eyes, and his voice was soft and aggrieved: "I'm hungry." ”

Thinking of the impulse just now, Song Yan felt a little regretful and guilty, "The breakfast I brought over ......"

Zhou Qingruo raised his head and smiled, like the morning light, "Let's go out to eat." ”

It's rare to get up so early and go to dine-in for breakfast.

Half an hour later, Xu Ji, the No. 1 in Yuecheng, had morning tea.

Zhou Qingruo took a bite of the shrimp dumplings, the corners of his eyes curled, and he was satisfied.

Song Yan was also eating, but he was careless, and from the corner of his eye, he glanced at a scar on Zhou Qingruo's neck from time to time.

It stands to reason that the upper circle of Yuecheng is so big, everyone knows that if Zhou Qing is his girlfriend, no one dares to rob him at all!

But I'm afraid of what happens.

And that picture.

Zhou Qingruo ate very seriously, not caring about Song Yan's eyes, she inadvertently raised her head and saw a cold and noble face.

She knew this face very well.

The man was pushing a wheelchair, and on the wheelchair sat a gentle and beautiful woman, with delicate facial features and bright makeup, obviously deliberately dressed up.

Zhou Qingruo just wanted to withdraw his gaze, but the man suddenly looked sideways.

Her heart jumped, and she quickly lowered her eyelids like a thief.

"Yan Zhi, what are you looking at?" Xie Yanran clenched her fingers and asked with a smile.

Xie Yanzhi lowered his eyes and said in a gentle voice: "It's nothing!" ”

At the end, he picked up the menu and handed it to Xie Yanran, "Let's see what you want to eat." ”

Xie Yanran raised her red lips, her eyes were as gentle as the moonlight, and she stared at Xie Yanzhi fixedly, "You know what I want to eat!" ”

*

Zhou Qingruo had already finished breakfast.

When Song Yan led her away, she saw Xie Yanzhi sitting not far away.

However, he did not go over to say hello.

It wasn't until he left Xu Ji that Song Yan gossiped "tsk" twice, as if talking to himself: "Yan Zhi is still charming!" ”

Zhou Qingruo was slightly stunned, turned his head and looked back.

Song Yan suddenly smiled and asked, "Baby, what do you think of Xie Yanzhi?" ”

Zhou Qingruo: "It's good. ”

Good looks, good figure, good work......

Song Yan raised his eyebrows, a little proud, "But so what!" No matter how good he is now, it is still making wedding dresses for others. ”

Zhou Qingruo's doubts flashed in his heart, but he didn't ask anything.

Before getting out of the car, Song Yan stretched out his hand to hold her, as if he was very reluctant, "Baby, thank you for your 80th birthday in a few days, will you go with me?" ”

"Hmm!" Zhou Qingruo nodded, her red lips curled slightly, "It's nothing else, I'll go back to the studio first." ”

"Baby, I have a party tonight, I can't come and pick you up."

"It's okay."

……

Back in the studio, He Jiao was taking a middle-aged couple to look at the paintings.

Zhou Qingruo said hello with a smile and rushed into the studio upstairs.

Half a month ago, a boss surnamed Zeng ordered a snow scene here, the price was high, and he didn't mention any requirements, only saying that she would send the painting to the door when the time came.

For the sake of money, Zhou Qingruo reluctantly agreed.

Counting the time, the painting will be sent in two days, and she may have to work extra hours in the studio these few nights.

When I lifted the brush, my expression instantly became serious.

He Jiao went upstairs with a smile, sat down next to Zhou Qingruo, and said mysteriously: "Guess, how many paintings were sold just now?" ”