Chapter 509 - Meaning (3)

Kiki didn't know what to say. She was afraid of being rejected. She didn't dare to look at Vincent. So she turned around and looked at Collin. But there was only a little space on the table. Emily had noticed her. As long as she spoke, everyone at the table could hear her. But before she could say anything, Collin asked, "Do you want to draw them? Or do you want to take pictures of them?"

Kiki blushed, "I want to draw them."

Then she looked at Emily in a hopeful manner and asked, "Is, is that okay?"

When Emily met Collin and Kiki at the art gallery, she had guessed that Kiki was an art student. After hearing what Kiki said, Emily knew what she was capable of. She asked, "Do you have any original artworks?"

Kiki nodded, "Yes." Then, she took out her phone and opened the photo album. She clicked on the album of art assignments. Then she showed Emily her phone with both her hands, looking like a maid who was handing tea to the Empress in ancient times.

Kiki graduated from a traditional art school. The traces of imitation on her paintings were noticeable. But Emily could see she was professional. Emily could see Kiki was better than herself and that she might have received professional guidance. That was why the lines on her paintings looked smooth.

Emily rarely drew pencil paintings. She didn't receive traditional art education, so she was not good at pencil paintings. She avoided it as much as possible. And she integrated the things that her three grandfathers had taught her in that month and used them in colorful paintings.

In terms of the techniques, Kiki did better than her.

She just wondered why this girl would suddenly want to draw them.

"Why?" Emily returned the phone.

Kiki respectfully took it back and said bashfully, "I don't know. I just suddenly have an impulse to draw you. I feel that you are different from what was posted online. I want to tell everyone that you look like this in my eyes."

"Isn't taking pictures faster?" Emily asked.

Kiki froze for a moment. Then she patted her head. "Yes, but ... but I feel that paintings are different from photos. It doesn't have the same meaning as what I want to express. It's..."

She stuttered, not knowing how to explain herself. She just wanted to paint them.

Emily smiled, "Alright, you can draw us."

"Thank you!" Kiki suddenly turned to Vincent. Although she knew Vincent was a tender person, when Kiki looked him in the eyes, she would still feel nervous.

She pinched her thigh and carefully asked, "I want to draw both of you. Is, is that ok?"

"Just ask her." Vincent tilted his head slightly. His jawline was sexy. As he talked, his Adam's apple was moving. Seeing this, Kiki swallowed. The way she looked at Vincent was like she was looking at a living model, so every movement and expression of his slowed down in her eyes. She had the impulse to capture all of those on the blank paper.

Collin happily watched this scene. He thought to himself that this meal was worth it. If he went on a blind date, he could bring the girls to have a meal with Vincent. Vincent would definitely steal their hearts and saved him a lot of trouble after the meal.

Emily took a sip of the brown sugar drink she had just brewed and said, "Alright, draw a picture. He will buy it if it's good."

After saying that, she smiled at Kiki.

Kiki was completely stunned by her smile. She woodenly said, "You, you look so pretty when you smile." It took her a few seconds to realize what Emily said.

She thought, 'buying it?'

'Vincent is going to buy it?'

Emily stood up and nodded to Collin and Kiki, "I'm afraid we have to leave first."

"Alright. Goodbye. And thank you." Kiki stood up and somehow bowed to her. She did not even realize why she did this. She looked out of the window and watched the two of them leave hand in hand.

Collin smiled and said, "We should also leave."

"Oh. Ok." Kiki quickly took out her wallet and said, "I'll pay for the meal."

The waiter smiled and said, "Miss Emily has already paid for it just now."

Kiki was surprised before realizing that Emily paid for the meal instead of Vincent.

But why?

Not far away, Emily took out three hundred from her wallet and handed them to Vincent, "This is your pocket money for the month."

Rex couldn't help saying, "Miss Emily, you should give him more. Otherwise, he'll have to pay on credit."

Emily immediately looked at Vincent and said, "What did you buy? Why would you pay on credit?"

Vincent coldly looked at Rex. Then, he said calmly, looking Emily in the eyes, "No, it's enough. Last month's pocket money hasn't been used up yet."

Rex didn't say anything.

He wondered, 'Mr. Vincent, how can you say that? You still owe me fifteen last month!'

Emily stuffed one of her cards into Vincent's wallet. "This is the card for dinner. Don't go to expensive restaurants. The card only has a quota of 50,000."

"Alright." Vincent suggested, "From now on, I will only go to the Dalton Hotel."

Emily happily agreed, "Alright, this could save a lot of money."

Rex was speechless.

He thought, 'Emily is such a money miser. She had a huge influence on him. Back then, Vincent gave us pocket money or a raise whenever he pleased. But now, I got nothing! He still owes me fifteen!'

Guard A said, "I suddenly feel that Emily is like my mother."

Guard B answered, "What?"

Guard C added, "No.1 is right. If Mr. Vincent is like our father, then Emily is our mother."

Guard D said, "What are you saying?"

Guard A said, "I mean, she looks like my mom the way she deals with money."

Guard B said, "Do you still remember your mother?"

Guard A replied, "I have only a vague memory of my mom when I was three years old."

Guard C said, "It seems that only No.4 never knows his parents."

Guard D answered, "I saw them before."

Guard C asked, "When?"

Guard D said, "In a Dream."

Guard A was speechless.

Guard C went silent.

Guard B also went silent.