It took me two years to come back and study before I have today's results.

"I just want people to know that although the painting is fake, it can make you believe that it is real." Ning Yuanlan put down the water glass, climbed the ladder chair again, and began to continue painting.

Zhou Jiayao stood under the ladder chair, looked up at Ning Yuanlan's attentive appearance, and couldn't help admiring her in his heart.

At half past five in the afternoon, the silver-white Cayenne opened into the villa garden.

Ning Yuanlan focused on painting and didn't know it, but Zhou Jiayao heard the sound of the car, the corners of his mouth hooked, walked to Ning Yuanlan's side, and reminded her, "It's not early, take a rest, and paint again tomorrow." ”

Ning Yuanlan took the last stroke, raised his hand and looked at his watch, it was already half an hour past the end of work, and it was time to take a break.

Putting away the tools, Ning Yuanlan fanned down from the ladder chair.

When Ling Mo entered the door, he didn't call Ning Yuanlan's name as before, but wanted to surprise her.

Unbeknownst to him, when he approached, he saw that she had come down from the ladder chair, and Zhou Jiayao was actually in the villa, and reached out to help her, damn it, his hand was so accurate on her waist and carried her off the ladder chair.

Ning Yuanlan was stunned for a moment, remembering that he had reminded him in the morning, and he was also very obedient that he would not do this, why did he carry her down the ladder chair again in the afternoon?

"I said......" Ning Yuanlan landed on his feet, and he was about to seriously declare again that Zhou Jiayao was not allowed to help himself down the ladder and chair again, but as soon as he turned around, he saw Ling Mo standing behind him with a calm face, "Ling Mo ......"

"Mr. Ling." Zhou Jiayao also turned around, with a very surprised expression when he saw Ling Mo.

Ling Mo didn't look at Zhou Jiayao, walked straight to Ning Yuanlan, naturally took his hand, turned around with her, stared at Zhou Jiayao for a few seconds, and finally forced down the anger in his heart, led Ning Yuanlan to the bathroom on the first floor, and didn't say a word the whole time, but Ning Yuanlan could feel his anger, and knew that he was trying to restrain himself.

"Ling Mo." Enter: After entering the bathroom, Ning Yuanlan turned around, "I reminded her in the morning that I don't need his help when I get down the ladder chair, I ......"

"Fool." Ling Mo barely pulled out a smile, reached over, and hugged her into his arms.

"My coat is dirty." She struggled, not wanting the paint on her body to stain his clothes.

"I don't mind." Ling Mo hugged her tightly, "I don't mind being soiled by your squirting coat soiling my coat, and I don't blame you for being carried down from the ladder chair by Zhou Jiayao just now." But I mind about it, Ning'er, why is he here? ”

"An assistant recruited by the company." Ning Yuanlan called Pan Yumin at lunchtime, saying that the company had signed a contract with Zhou Jiayao, and there was still no probationary period, and the contract could not be terminated, otherwise a large amount of liquidated damages would be paid.

"What about your opinion? Do you really want to use him? Ling Mo didn't care about anything else, he just wanted to know her opinion.

"We've already said it this morning."

"So you think you can keep him as your assistant?" Ling Mo frowned.

"He agrees with me on painting, Ling Mo, you know...... Well...... What does it feel like to meet a soulmate? "Ning Yuanlan has been chatting with Zhou Jiayao about 3D hand-painted walls since noon, in this field for so long, she has never met people with the same opinions and ideas as herself, to be honest, if it weren't for the fact that this villa is Lingmo's, she wants to start painting indoor 3D hand-painted walls and doesn't know that she has to wait until the Year of the Monkey, so she cherishes like-minded peers very much.