Chapter 169

The wide floor to floor window floor, so large room is empty, only the messy paint easel is placed among them.

A woman is sitting in front of the easel in her home clothes, with a palette in one hand and a paintbrush in the other. Behind her is a glass window with blue sky and white clouds and bright sunshine.

In one corner of the studio is the rest area. On the dark purple leather sofa, a man in a white shirt sits with his legs folded. His legs are covered with reasonably cut black trousers. He slowly tastes a cup of coffee.

He knew that Ji Wenqing didn't like to be disturbed when he drew, so he didn't worry and waited patiently.

When the paintbrush dipped in the palette, Ji Wenqing suddenly said, "are you free to come here for coffee?"

Ji Jinchuan with a pair of narrow black eyes, slowly put down the coffee spoon, picked up the side of the file bag on the coffee table: "there is something you need to sign."

Ji Wenqing did not speak, and continued to concentrate on painting. Ji Jinchuan was not impatient. He sat there quietly, his face on the side of the glass reflected the golden light, and his facial features became more and more handsome and resolute.

Half an hour later, Ji Wenqing drew his last stroke, put down his palette, went to the bathroom next door to wash his hands, and then went back to the studio and looked at Ji Jinchuan's finished coffee cup: "do you want more?"

Ji Jinchuan's cool and thin lips are colored, with a slight radian in the corners of his mouth: "it's hard to rub it once. If you can drink enough at a time, it's the best."

Ji Wenqing smiles. The smile is like the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River. It contains a soft meaning: "it seems that I haven't drunk coffee in my life."

He said with a smile: "I drink a lot of coffee, but it should be ten years ago that I can drink the coffee made by my aunt."

Just now there was a very harmonious picture, because his unintentional words attracted the silence of the two people.

Ji Wenqing goes to the coffee shop to make coffee. After a few minutes, she goes back to the studio, takes his coffee cup and enters the coffee room again. Ji Jinchuan follows in and takes her two cups of coffee back to the rest area of the studio.

Ji Wenqing sat down opposite him. He pushed the file bag to her along the table top. Ji Wenqing looked at him with a puzzled face. He ordered the file bag: "open it and have a look."

Ji Wenqing picked up the file bag, bypassed the ropes and opened the file bag. She was shocked by the four words of the equity transfer certificate. She was stunned for a long time: "this is..."

Ji Jinchuan said frankly: "my father asked me to give it to you. It should have been given to you. But you are too stubborn. You refuse to go back to your old house. They have never bothered you. First, they feel shameless to you. Second, they know that you have a pimple in your heart that only you can solve. They want to give you more space to think clearly and then put down that resentment Hate, you don't want to go back, you have to have financial resources. "

The embellishment on Ji Wenqing's face gradually faded, and became pale in an instant. Her thin white fingers were holding the share transfer certificate in her hand. She pinched it hard and changed her shape: "is this my compensation?"

Ji Jinchuan does not agree, purses the lip to be silent.

Usually graceful at the moment she red eyes, sharp voice sounded in the quiet Studio: "in your eyes, Lenan is only worth this 10% of the shares?"

Ji Jinchuan fixed his eyes on her: "they are just afraid that you are a person outside suffering."

"If I had known that, why should I have done it in the first place?" Ji Wenqing's tone was full of sarcasm. He threw his share transfer certificate into the garbage basket. "If it wasn't for their selfish intentions, now I'd have a harmonious family, my husband loves me, and my children are clever. Now this situation is all caused by them

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