Zhao Jian's eyes flashed. She got up and looked out of the window.
Ji Rufeng looks at her actions and is about to say something. The voice in her mobile phone has already sounded, "Mr. Ji, I'm sorry, Mr. Ji, I did something wrong, I..."
Ji Rufeng frowned, "what's the matter?"
Jiang Xuerou sobs at the other end of the phone, but she can't say anything clearly. In the end, Ji Rufeng only hears that one of her unpublished words has been sent to the Internet, causing a lot of commotion.
"What painting?" He asked in a solemn voice.
"That is It's the one you put in the corner and covered with canvas. "
Ji Rufeng's face suddenly changed, "stop!"
The solemn and cold voice startled Zhao Jian. She turned her head and saw that the expression on his face had changed, and her face was anxious.
Seeing her turning her head, Ji Rufeng said in a hurry: "there's something wrong with the gallery. I have to go there. I'll pick you up later."
Zhao Jian pursed her lower lip. Before she could speak, Ji Rufeng rolled out of the car like a gust of wind.
Her heart was sad. They were not close to each other. She deliberately relaxed her mind and didn't listen to the contents of the phone. Only the music judged that it was Jiang Xuerou's voice.
With two taps of her fingertips on the seat, Zhao Jian found that it was so hard to open her mouth again. The man who was just jealous and angry was called away by another woman.
"Drive."
She dropped her eyes and lost her face. She really looked like a teaching director.
Ji Ru is in a hurry to call another car. Of course, he is in a hurry, because the person in the painting is not someone else, it's Zhao Jian.
That night, she played tricks on him in red gauze, which made him not sleep in the middle of the night. Later, he often remembered how he could never forget the appearance of the charming enchantress. Some time ago, when his hand was itching, he drew it and put it in the corner of the studio. Who knows
Ji Rufeng clenched his fist, "Damn it!"
Zhao Jian got out of the car and went into the restaurant she had made an appointment with Lingli. As soon as she came in, she was really surprised. Lingli said for a long time, "Miss Zhao is really a new face today."
Zhao Jian gave a wry smile. She was a little happy before, but now she is really wry, "forget it, don't mention it."
Sharp is more exquisite and clear person, Mou Guang a turn then understand, cover lip smile way: "can't be wind elder brother's masterpiece?"
Zhao Jian looked up at him in surprise, and said: "what a cunning old fox."
They sat down together. Lingli had ordered the dishes. The dishes were exquisite and delicious, but Zhao Jian had no appetite for anything now.
Gallery.
When Ji Rufeng arrived, Wang Feng and Jiang Xuerou were already waiting at the door. Jiang Xuerou's eyes were red and swollen and she was crying. As soon as Ji Rufeng got out of the car, they met him.
Ji Rufeng didn't even look at her. She raised her hand and pointed to Wang Feng
Wang Feng immediately told the story. It turned out that Ji Rufeng was in a hurry when he left, so he gave Wang Feng the key to his studio. It happened that Wang Feng was busy a few days ago and didn't take it after he helped Ji Rufeng mount his paintings.
One day, Jiang Xuerou said that she had time. Wang Feng thought that Jiang Xuerou would not damage the painting, so he gave her the key.
Jiang Xuerou put the painting in the studio and sat there for a while. It was during this moment that she found the painting of Zhao Jian painted by Ji Rufeng.
After he finished the painting, he mounted and sealed it in person. He never wanted to show it to others. He just wanted to make room for Zhao Jian's painting when he and Zhao Jian got married. Those who wore clothes and those who didn't wear clothes didn't expect that Zhao Jian's semi naked painting would be known to everyone before they got married.
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