Ruan Xiyao didn't go home until late, Tong Zhen was dealing with work in the study, Ruan Xiyao gently pushed the door open a crack, saw Tong Zhen working so seriously, closed the door, took a glass of water and went to the open-air balcony.

"Why haven't you slept so late?" Tong Zhen walked over and said, "Something on your mind?"

"Why are you here, aren't you going to work?" Ruan Xiyao turned around in shock.

"It's okay, the work is never done. Tong Zhen sighed and said.

"You have something on your mind, too?"

Tong Zhen was full of sadness, and Ruan Xiyao asked with concern.

"It's not because Yifeng resigned to understand things, I didn't expect him to leave suddenly, and I can't find any trace of him until now, and there are still many things in the company I still have to ask him. ”

"Will you lose to him in your ability to work? You can impress many people with your memory, and one of them is me. ”

"You don't know, Yifeng's design talent is really impressive, because of him, I can defeat the strongest opponents and make my mother's company go back to the past, there is only one owner. ”

"You've done what you want, why do you care if Yifeng exists?"

Ruan Xiyao can't understand the person who is Tong Zhen, and now she gives people a feeling of domination, and she has always been stronger.

"The chance of meeting Yifeng like this again is too small, I don't know why he made such a decision, is it because the annual salary I gave him is not enough?"

"How much is the annual salary?" asked Ruan Xiyao with a smile.

"The annual salary is 800,000. ”

"You're sure to meet a better designer than Yifeng. ”

Ruan Xiyao took a sip of water and said.

"What do you mean?

"I have never had the financial resources you say, I came to this world to sit and eat and drink, and I don't understand how much money is. Ruan Xiyao said jokingly to herself.

"Forget it, let's talk about you, I see you standing here alone, and you don't sleep, what's on your mind?"

"Me?" Ruan Xiyao paused and said, "It's not because of Zong Che's matter. ”

"What's bothering you with him again, how I don't believe it. ”

"He wanted to add the lyrics from our previous life to his new album as the title track, but I didn't agree. ”

"Why?"

"Yu Ming couldn't continue his dream because he was misunderstood, in order to cheer him up, I gave him the part of the song I knew, if I agree with Zong Che now, then he will re-plant himself in the previous plagiarism news, and now he finally has a new development, I can't be sorry for him. ”

"But this is your music, and Zong Che has the right to agree. ”

"I know. Ruan Xiyao said with a sad face, "But I can't hurt Yu Ming anymore." ”

"You, you are too wronged yourself, many things don't have to be so wronged, why do you care so much? Zong Che has you, his career will definitely only go up, you are just like Yi Feng, whoever gets you will get the highest glory. Tong Zhen said, "It's not easy for you and Zong Che, it's better to think more about him in the future, after all, now that Yu Ming has Xiao Fan by his side, don't think about anything more." ”

"Maybe you're right, Xiao Fan will let Yu Ming get what he wants, and I will bless him. Ruan Xiyao said gloomily.

"Okay, it's late, I'll go in and go to bed, you go to bed early. ”

"Well, okay, good night. ”

Unexpectedly, she was reminded again, Xi Yuming now has Jiang Fan by her side, and no matter how much she thinks about it now, it is redundant.

The next day, Pei Zongche called home to apologize to Ruan Xiyao, and Ruan Xiyao simply said that she didn't take it to heart and hung up the phone.

It feels very boring to be alone at home, maybe only Han Yifeng can make her mood relaxed.

A person can really let go of everything for what he wants to do but not do, when he sees Han Yifeng again, he still sees his painting in the waste of sleep and food, I used to see his freehand Chinese paintings, flowers, birds, insects and fish have been given infinite vitality by him on the white paper, but I didn't expect that now when I look at his painting Chinese paintings, it has given him a soul.

Thinking about how long the bundle of vitality in his heart should have been held back during the time he was at work, and how uncomfortable it was! She thought that Liu Zheen would be able to forgive him if she saw all this.

"Every time I watch you draw, I'm so focused that I can't bear to disturb you. Ruan Xiyao came from behind Han Yifeng and said.

“...... Purple...... Ruan Xiyao ......" Han Yifeng turned around and said a little sluggishly.

"I've called you several times, and you haven't heard me. Ruan Xiyao said with a smile.

"I'm sorry, I ......"

"It's okay, you can draw, I'll come and see you. ”

Han Yifeng went to paint on his own, it has been almost two months, and the studio is full of Han Yifeng's paintings, which are all Han Yifeng's hard work and ideals. He already has all these in his chest, as long as he waits for the right moment.

"Are these paintings okay?" asked Han Yifeng as he stopped his brush and walked behind Ruan Xiyao.

Ruan Xiyao, who was preoccupied, was frightened by Han Yifeng.

"This is yours, how can others make comments?" Ruan Xiyao turned around and said.

"I only have this one chance, and when my child is born, I will have to earn money to support him. ”

"Don't overcomplicate things, whether your paintings are good or not, you have to stick to them, because your children will not only like it, but they will also be influenced by you, and they will like art, isn't that great?"

"I'm sorry Jenn left her for so long without saying a word, I don't know how she was during this time?"

"Don't worry, she's fine, you don't have to worry about her. ”

"Thank you for taking care of her. ”

"You just have to paint well, and you can rest assured on Jhen's side. Seeing Han Yifeng bowing his head and saying nothing, he said, "Your painting is very creative, I think there must be a lot of people who like it, don't worry, it will be successful." ”

"Thank you for your guidance to me. ”

"You're an artist, I'm just talking about it, and I hope you don't laugh. ”

"Zhou Kai has already arranged the exhibition, and the invitation will be sent out in a few days, and I hope you can come then. ”

"Naturally, if you don't invite me, I'll come by myself. ”

Han Yifeng saw that Ruan Xiyao was always very humble to ask for painting skills and understand the different artistic inheritances of each era, and his understanding of Chinese painting gradually increased, and his creative thinking continued to expand.

On the way home, I saw Pei Zongche from a distance, thinking that he was waiting for her here.

Seeing Ruan Xiyao coming over, Pei Zongche could no longer hold back the dissatisfaction in his heart.