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"Little Yan."

Even though Old Mistress Gong's voice sounded extremely hoarse, she was still able to detect a slight trace of displeasure from her words after calling out his name briefly.

After a moment of silence, Gong Yan let out a light sigh from the other side, as if he felt helpless and indifferent no matter how hard he tried to persuade him.

"Zhizhi is a good child. Based on her performance during your recovery, do you really not feel anything?"

The look in Gong Yan's eyes was still as calm as before, so calm that even if he threw rocks into the lake, they wouldn't be able to shake him at all.

But his slightly sunken brow showed that his thoughts seemed to have drifted somewhere else.

"I didn't force her."

"I've also pointed out to her that no matter how much she pays, it's just useless work. I won't fall in love with her, much less marry her."

"But you left her by your side to take care of you. Little Yan, you can't possibly have no feelings for her at all."

Her tone was almost sure.

She would not have come to him if he had not been sure that he had a special feeling about her.

The Su Family's influence in Cloud City was naturally not as good as the Gong Family's, but Su Zhi Zhi's identity, no matter how you looked at it, was still several times stronger than the woman he chose.

Hearing this, an evil sneer appeared on Gong Yan's lips, his eyebrows were filled with ridicule, "Grandma, you probably don't understand what kind of person I am."

He said slowly, "I refused her once, but she was eager to please, and since she was more diligent than the maid and took care of me more meticulously than the others, why didn't I let her stay?"

What did her so-called love and affection for him have to do with him?

As a merchant, he had always known how to convert benefits the best.

The old lady who was speaking to him suddenly lost her voice. In fact, she hadn't expected him to have such a thought, but her face was filled with shock and bewilderment.

She opened her mouth slightly, and it took her a while to find her voice. She had already understood what was going on.

"Alright, since that's what you think, I won't say too much."

Her voice suddenly turned cold, "But Little Yan, your grandfather and I have raised you for so many years, you can't just ignore my feelings."

"I don't approve of the woman coming in. That's my attitude."

Gong Yan listened quietly, the smile on his face gradually disappeared.

Don't you agree?

He squinted at the passing scenery outside the window for a long time before he said calmly, "But I just want her."

On the other side, the old lady from the palace wasn't surprised to hear his answer. She coldly snorted and then said, "Alright, as long as you can protect her, you can marry her."

With that, the call was cut off.

Gong Yan expressionlessly kept his phone, raised his hand and pinched the center of his brows. After thinking for a moment, he picked up his phone and dialed a number.

The call connected almost immediately.

"Send someone to watch that woman. Don't let her run around." he whispered into the phone.

"..."

Pei Luoyi finished her lunch in the cafeteria. Looking at the time, she realized that it was about time for work in the afternoon.

She didn't appear in the painting language for the past few days, and didn't know if there were any exhibitions to be planned.

Pei Luoyi had not been in the art language for long. However, the art language had not been created for long. She had started her work there three months after the creation of the art language.

Originally, with her education and qualifications, she was worth a better choice. However, when she applied for the job, she found that the work atmosphere there was very good.

Usually, when there is no work on display, the colleagues just play around with each other or have a meeting, working hours are very free.

However, no matter how free he was, he couldn't possibly stay hidden for days like a missing person.

Although she had been on a business trip a while ago, a few days before she had to go back home, she had informed a few of her best friends.

Seeing that it was almost time, Pei Luoyi packed her things and walked out of the restaurant. She hailed a taxi and gave him the address of the painting.

Sure enough, the moment she appeared in the painting, those normally dishonest people all surrounded her, chattering non-stop while grabbing hold of her.

When she finally managed to find an excuse, the rest of them started complaining about the fact that they didn't bring any gift back to show that they were on a business trip. After all, the place she was traveling to was the most famous romantic city in France, Paris.

Pei Luoyi smiled and agreed. Her slightly drooping eyes seemed to be in a trance as her thoughts drifted away.

She had bought her present, but she was in too much of a hurry to take the plane.

"Well, what are you thinking? We were just joking with you. There's a meal after work today, so don't you dare slip away. "

The girl she was usually on good terms with patted her on the shoulder. Pei Luoyi recovered from her shock and momentarily blanked out before replying in a light tone, "Okay."

Pei Luoyi returned to her office and sat down. Her thoughts were still running through her mind when a figure walked past in front of her. She suddenly remembered something and stood up.

"Rachel!"

The girl who heard her turned to look at her, coffee in her hand, the smell of coffee thick in the mist.

She walked up to Pei Luoyi and asked, "What's wrong?"

"My apologies, but this is the matter that I asked you about last time. Have you found the entry list for Pericles' exhibition?"

Hearing him, the girl seemed to have thought of something and nodded her head, "Oh, I found it. I'll give it to you. I forgot about your absence for the past few days. Wait a while, I'll go get it."

After saying that, she hurriedly took the cup back to her seat, found the list, and returned.

"Here."

Pei Luoyi thanked him and hurriedly scanned the list of names on the list. After looking through it three times, she finally closed the folder in disappointment.

Without the man's name, he did not enter the hall that day.

But then he thought, as the president of the Palace Group, if he saw a painting, he couldn't do it himself. It was reasonable that he wasn't on the list.

Seeing her drowsy face filled with disappointment, the girl still hesitated and said, "Luoyi, you …." Still looking for the painting? Actually, it's been a long time, and it's not the first time something like this has happened. You really don't have to take all the responsibility on yourself. "

Pei Luoyi reluctantly pulled her lips and returned the folder to her hand, "It's alright, you can go back to your work."

Seeing her like this, the girl knew that she really didn't hear what she said, but she was used to it. If she could really listen, she would have given up when the painting was stolen.

At that time, almost all of her colleagues in the art world were trying to persuade her, but who was it that she had heard of?