Chapter 990

After a moment of silence, Du Yuqing said, "as long as you don't feel embarrassed."

Zhao Jian smiles and says something more. Suddenly she hears a loud bang in the studio. Her face suddenly changes. She puts away the phone and rushes into the studio.

At the other end of the phone, Du Yuqing "hello" twice, only heard a flustered footstep and Zhao Jian's startled voice calling Ji Rufeng's name. He gave a wry smile and hung up the phone.

"Like the wind..." As soon as Zhao Jian rushed into the studio, she saw the man squatting on the floor, looking at the bucket of paint spilled on the floor, showing a look of great regret. Her step was a meal, and although her heart fell down, she could not laugh or cry.

Listening to her hasty footsteps, the man's drooping eyes showed some satisfaction, but in his mouth, he said: "have you finished calling?"

Zhao Jian didn't notice anything unusual. She nodded and asked him, "just spilled the paint? Are you ok? "

"It's OK. When I came down from the ladder, I slipped and accidentally spilled the paint."

Zhao Jian looked at the ladder a few steps away, and felt a little guilty. Fortunately, she just spilled the paint. If someone slipped from the ladder, what would it look like?

She went up and looked at him, and was sure that there was nothing wrong.

Glancing at the few paintings left in the corner, Zhao Jian said, "let me help you."

The man's eyes lightly swept her mobile phone, "won't it affect your work?"

Zhao Jian was stunned and suddenly laughed, "Lao Ji, you are Are you jealous? "

"How could it be?" Ji Rufeng immediately denied it, but his ears were a little red.

"Oh, I'm not jealous," Zhao Jian said with a smile, shaking her mobile phone. "There are still some things I haven't finished talking with Du Yuqing. You clean up first, and I'll call again."

Ji Rufeng's face turns black. Is it easy for him to bring Zhao Jian into the room? How can we fall short at this time?

"Oh..." He groaned bitterly. "I suddenly feel that my leg hurts a little. Maybe I sprained it when I slipped down the ladder."

Zhao Jian was in a daze, and immediately she was shaking with laughter.

"Lao Ji, I didn't expect that you still have the potential to be a playwright. Ha ha ha..."

Ji Rufeng

His face turned red and black, black and white. He turned red, orange, red and green in an instant. He didn't know whether he was speechless or angry.

However, Zhao Jian just teased him. Knowing that he would care about Du Yuqing, how could she make another phone call?

This time, Ji Rufeng didn't get a good price and sold well. After finishing the painting, he hung all the remaining paintings on the wall.

After a few days, every time Zhao Jian goes out, Ji Rufeng accompanies her. He hears that he doesn't want her to face it alone, and Zhao Jian doesn't refuse.

During this period, the vast majority of people are still rational and moral. Even if they saw the picture, they didn't say anything, but they still met a few rich second generation who didn't do things by brain. They coaxed, teased and looked at Zhao Jian with naked eyes, as if they had stripped her clothes with their eyes.

Ji Rufeng's heart is angry and painful. This is the only way to really understand what someone in their business once said. Artistic creation is to break the bottom line of human morality and the moral endurance of human beings?

He also understood what his father said at this moment. If you can't bear a woman's life and be responsible for her, you'd better not provoke her.

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