Chapter 205：[ 205 ] Help Her Pull the Guests

No, how could it be that ungrateful man?!

He was so heartless and cold, how could he give something to himself and Lanxingxing again?

It must not be him!

Lan Qiqi shook his head desperately, unwilling to believe what he was thinking.

But, on second thought, she could not think of anyone other than Jiang Xiaoyun...

"Qiqi, are you listening?" Lan Qiqi held the phone and was in a daze. Duo La fed it for a long time and didn't respond. Lan Qiqi didn't think back until he didn't know how many times he fed it.

"I'm listening. I'm sorry I was thinking about something just now. I was distracted." Lan Qiqi held his phone and apologized. "Duo La, I'll go to a meeting first. I'll call you later."

On the other end of the phone, Duo La wanted to pull Lan Qiqi to go on a blind date with him, but before he could say anything, Lan Qiqi had already cut off the phone, so Duo La had to give up.

"These things are not Duo La, not Auntie li. Did jiang xiaoyun really send them over?" The more she thought about it, the more she thought about it. When she thought about the items that Jiang Xiaoyun had sent her, Lan Qiqi was furious. She walked to the living room and threw them all into the bag. If Jiang Xiaoyun had really sent them, she would return them to him. She didn't care about his things.

Thinking angrily, Lan Qiqi took out his phone and dialed Jiang Xiaoyun's number.

At that time, Jiang Xiaoyun was working at the company and saw Lan Qiqi's familiar number pop up on the screen of his cell phone. Jiang Xiaoyun's deep eyes were suddenly embarrassed and a glimmer of light appeared in his gloomy mood. However, after a while, when he thought about his trip to america a month later, his joy gradually faded.

He picked up his phone and pressed the answer button expressionless.

However, as soon as the phone was connected, Lan Qiqi asked coldly, "Did you send someone to deliver the things at my door? I tell you, take your things back. Lanxingxing and I don't care. We have nothing to do with each other. Don't mess with our mother and daughter in the future."

Because of anger, because of hatred, Lan Qiqi said a big bag to the silent phone, and her cold tone could not hide her hatred for Jiang Xiaoyun.

Jiang Xiaoyun was silent on the other end of the phone. When Lan Qiqi finished speaking, he said coldly, "Woman, don't be so sentimental. How could I possibly give you something? Don't dream, I've never done such a childish thing!"

"No... Not from you?" Hearing Jiang Xiaoyun's words, Lan Qiqi was stunned. It wasn't Jiang Xiaoyun?

If it wasn't him, then who would it be?!

"I'm not that free. I can't handle the company's affairs. I don't have the time to play hide-and-seek with you." Jiang Xiaoyun snorted coldly, his deep voice full of ridicule. "There's nothing else. I'm busy. Don't try to find such a bad excuse to talk to me in the future. I'll tell you, even if you keep pestering me, I won't remarry you. You have no hope. I'm tired of playing with you, Lan Qiqi."

Jiang Xiaoyun's tone was so cold, unfeeling, and sarcastic. Hearing Jiang Xiaoyun's cold words, Lan Qiqi bit his lips tightly, as if someone was cutting his heart with a knife.

"Jiang Xiaoyun, you bastard, you're such a big jerk! Don't be so narcissistic. I don't love you anymore. I don't love you at all!" With a bitter heart, Lan Qiqi cut off the phone quickly. She was afraid that Jiang Xiaoyun would hear her crying and let him mock and belittle her again!

Tears started to fall, and Lan Qiqi turned around with the phone and ran upstairs, not in the mood to care who sent those things.

At the other end, the same thing happened. Because of Lan Qiqi's phone call, Jiang Xiaoyun was in an extremely depressed situation. He held the disconnected phone for a long time and did not return to his senses. Lan Qiqi was all over his mind.

"Young master Jiang, the young lady has found out that we are the one who sent her something. Do you want to continue sending it to her in the future?" Gao Sheng could not help but ask his opinion when he saw his young master shaking his head. Gao Sheng did not dare to make a decision without permission, for fear that Jiang Xiaoyun would fall into a more distressed situation.

"Keep sending them whatever they need. Call Duo La and send it in her name. Otherwise, Lan Qiqi will refuse." Jiang xiaoyun said these words expressionlessly, his heart wrenching, especially worried that Lan Qiqi and Lanxingxing could not take care of himself.

"Got it, young master Jiang." Gao Sheng remembered Xiaoyun's instructions.

After a pause, Jiang Xiaoyun couldn't help but ask Gao Sheng, "How's Lan Qiqi doing recently?"

Even though he divorced her, Jiang Xiaoyun still wanted to know if she and Lanxingxing had a good life and if they had suffered.

"Young madam and Miss Xingxing..."

"How are they?" Gao Sheng hesitated, and Jiang Xiaoyun thought that Gao Sheng must be hiding something from him.

Gao Sheng said in a cold voice, "Young madam isn't doing very well. She didn't ask for any money from the young master. Today, she went to the park to paint for money. She took Miss Xingxing with her and earned a small income on her own. She's living a poor life."

"She's drawing in the park?" Hearing Gao Sheng's report, jiang xiaoyun raised his heart. Why did Lan Qiqi do such a hard job?

The environment in the park was so bad, the wind and the sun were blowing, and she was not in good health. How could she bear it?

"Besides, not many people look for her to draw. From morning till night, not many people are willing to draw." Gao Sheng didn't dare to hide it from Jiang Xiaoyun, so he told Jiang Xiaoyun everything about Lan Qiqi.

"Didn't she withdraw the money from her bank card?" Jiang Xiaoyun frowned, his heart full of worry.

"I'm afraid young madam didn't even touch those bank cards." Gao Sheng guessed that, based on his knowledge of the young lady, after the divorce with his young master, the young lady probably hated his young master to death and would not touch the money, house, car, or anything else that he gave her.

"Accompany me to the park tomorrow." Jiang Xiaoyun became even more upset, leaving his work behind and no longer managing it.

"Yes, young master Jiang."

So, the next day, Gao Sheng took jiang xiaoyun to the park where Lan Qiqi drew. Sure enough, in a corner of the park, from afar, Jiang Xiaoyun saw that thin figure sitting on the park lawn painting for pedestrians. However, pedestrians were in a hurry, but no one was willing to stop. What was even more worrying was that the environment around the park was exceptionally rough. The wind was very strong, and it blew over one after another. The withered leaves rolled up and the scratched fingers hurt.

Lan Qiqi was so thin in the distance, as if a breeze would blow her down, but she was sitting there alone and drawing, waiting for the customers to come.

Jiang Xiaoyun sat in the car and watched Lan Qiqi from afar for half an hour. Half an hour later, no one was looking for Lan Qiqi to draw, but Lan Qiqi was still waiting in the cold. Seeing this, Jiang Xiaoyun pushed open the door and tried to drag Lan Qiqi into the car. However, just as he pushed open the door, Jiang Xiaoyun suddenly realized that he and she had divorced, and Lan Qiqi hated himself to death. He would only make her feel worse and more ashamed if he passed by now!

"Gao Sheng, find a group of passers-by and ask them to look for Lan Qiqi one by one to draw." Jiang Xiaoyun's eyes were fixed on Lan Qiqi, who was drawing under the tree. His low gaze tightened and a certain part of his heart ached.

"Got it, young master Jiang." Gao Sheng got out of the car and walked to the park to pull Lan Qiqi's guests.

Lan Qiqi only charges 50 yuan for a portrait, and Gao Sheng gives the passers-by 100 yuan, half of which is their reward. When passers-by hear of such a good thing, they can draw a portrait for free and earn 50 yuan. The passers-by are especially happy. They take a hundred yuan and go to Lan Qiqi to draw.

At that time, Lan Qiqi was drawing the scenery of the park, wondering why no one had asked him to draw?

However, just as Lan Qiqi was wondering, a young girl suddenly appeared. She walked up to Lan Qiqi and asked politely, "Can you draw a portrait?"

The little girl in front of him was the first passer-by to ask him. Lan Qiqi was especially surprised and nodded fiercely. "Draw, sketch, and paint."

"How much is a sketch?" The little girl asked Lan Qiqi with a smile on her face.

"Only 50."

"That's a good deal. I'll draw one."

"Okay, then sit here."

So, Lan Qiqi started today's first painting business.

Just like that, after drawing one, two more people came, followed by a large group. Lan Qiqi was overwhelmed and his hands were sore.

When it was noon and he was about to pick up lan Xingxing, there were guests.

Lan Qiqi had no choice but to pick up her daughter. Lan Qiqi had to push the guests away and let them come back in the afternoon. Drawing money was far less important than her daughter. So, after Lan Qiqi rejected those people, he quickly packed up his painting tools and ran to the bus stop.

Lan Qiqi was so tired that he couldn't catch his breath. His pale face and forehead were covered in sweat. However, in order to catch the bus, Lan Qiqi didn't take a break and ran to the bus stop.

Behind him, Jiang Xiaoyun, who was sitting in a low-key luxurious black sports car, followed Lan Qiqi all the way to the bus stop. Looking at Lan Qiqi, who was trying so hard to live, Jiang Xiaoyun's eyes narrowed.

"Gao Sheng, take some people to smash Lan Qiqi's tools in the afternoon. She's not allowed to paint in the park again." His deep pupils were sunken, and his handsome face was deep and solemn, covered with a thick layer of ice.

After jiang xiaoyun finished speaking, Gao Sheng was shocked. "Young master Jiang, we were pulling guests for young madam just now. Why did we suddenly chase her away?"

Gao Sheng could not guess what his young master was thinking, and his face was full of surprise.

"I don't want to see Lan Qiqi run around every day, smash her stall, arrange for her to have a relaxing job so that she can take care of Lanxingxing while still working. Remember to make arrangements in secret, and don't let Lan Qiqi detect anything." Jiang Xiaoyun spoke to Gao Sheng with extra seriousness.

"Got it, young master Jiang." It turned out that Gao Sheng finally understood Jiang Xiaoyun's difficulties.