Chapter 118

After a long time, Su Xintian took out a sketch book.

Mu Yeling: "I'm afraid..."

Isn't this the book she carries with her every day?

Su Xintian opened the manuscript and found a page. She pointed with her hand and asked, "do you look like you?"

Follow her hand to see past, Mu Ye Ting saw a sketch, it is him.

He breathed and did not speak.

Instead, Su Xintian put her little head closer and explained: "the teacher said that my portrait is a little poor, so I have time to practice portrait sketching and strengthen the sense of character lines..."

Is this shyness?

Mu Yeling looked at her suspiciously, then cast his eyes on the sketch.

It's very similar, he admits.

Besides, it looks familiar.

"I drew it according to the picture you took in the magazine interview. Otherwise, I can't remember what you look like."

Su Xintian added subconsciously.

With that, she also felt that there was no silver here, so Su Xintian quickly took out another magazine from her bag and found the page of Mu yeting's interview.

The photos are taken by professional photographers. They are impeccable in composition and light. In addition, they are refined in the later stage. Naturally, mu Yeling is as good as a star.

It's just that his expression is too cold, without the affinity of stars.

"That's it. In order to pass the time, I bought several magazines. I didn't expect you to be in them."

Said sweet voice down.

"Oh."

She said several dry words, only in exchange for a word of Mu Ye Ting.

It was his smiling face that made Su Xintian's face a little red.

But she was furious.

It's true that Su Xintian bought this magazine by mistake, but her admiration for the thunder of the night is just like how much she hates him and has to buy it!

"Show me."

Mu yeting stretched out his arm and took the sketch book directly. He quickly turned it over and went back to his own page.

The painting is really good. Although it's a little rough, the flaws do not hide the good.

At the same time, mu Yeling tore down the page directly.

"Hey, don't tear it!"

Su Xintian wants to stop him, but he is a step late. He can only watch mu Yeling buckle the book and give it back to him.

She took it in frustration, puffed her cheeks, and said bitterly: "I wanted to draw a line again, put a color on it, put it in the picture frame, and then give it to you."

It's too shabby to just give someone a piece of paper.

She was poor, but not so simple.

"It's two yuan each. It's a wholesale photo frame?"

I want to have an impression.

Su Xintian's mouth slightly puffed and didn't speak.

However, mu Yeling, who got the gift, finally died down. He reached for a folder and put the paper in.

If it's folded, it's creased. It's not good-looking.

He is seldom careful.

A series of actions at one go, without procrastination.

Looking at all this, Su Xintian is still in a trance: is he not angry?

Is that all right?

I knew it was so simple. Why didn't she draw ten or eight more pictures? Anyway, teacher he told her to practice more, no matter how old or young she was!

For a while, Su Mu felt as if he didn't want to take advantage of the painting.

In particular, he just flipped through the sketch book to make sure that there wasn't even a finger of Xu Zitao in it.

Xu Feng has all recruited, said Su Xintian these days after class went to the hospital.

In Mu yeting's eyes, the fact is that, a few days later, she put a living Xu Zitao on the table and did not draw, but drew according to her own photos. It can be confirmed from the side that she did not have any interest in Xu Zitao, or even any good impression on him.

At this moment, Mu was full of confidence in his judgment ability.

Otherwise, Xu Zitao can't move, isn't he the most suitable free model?

Better than a picture, right?

Unless

Hey, hey.

After figuring out this truth, Mu Ye Ting's mood is called Bei Er Shuang.

So, when he got to the company, he threw Su Xintian to Anning again. Then he went back to the office and took out a brand new crystal photo frame from the drawer.

Mu yeting cut the paper in the folder and embedded it.

Just fine.

I don't know if it's the illusion of admiring the thunder of the night. With this shining photo frame, no matter how ordinary a piece of broken paper is, it seems noble and generous!After looking at it for a moment, he hesitated again. Did he really want to put it on the table?

But I never put extra things on my desk, let alone decorations. If someone finds out that it was painted by Su Xintian, won't he lose face?

Anyway, other people do not know, as long as they do not say, who dare to ask?

After a fierce battle between heaven and man, mu Yeling finally put the photo frame on his left hand side. When he looked up, he could see it.

During the period, Anning came to deliver tea to him, and accidentally saw this sudden extra photo frame.

No wonder her eyes are too sharp. Anning comes to clean and tidy up every morning. She can point out everything in Mu yeting's office with her eyes closed.

Put down the teacup, Anning glanced and looked as usual.

Mu yeting is very satisfied, he likes to put this kind of person in his side, rather than a group of broken mouth, chatter.

"Mr. mu, the business representative of hull group will be landing in half an hour. Assistant Xu has arrived at the airport."

Wait for mu Ye Ting to put down the tea cup, peaceful just says softly.

"It's strange. What's the name of Leslie? Why didn't he hear anything before?"

This has been bothering mu for several days.

It's nothing for the hull group to send someone over. After all, the cooperation between the two sides always requires at least sincerity.

But when he went to check, the representative named Leslie appeared out of thin air.

Anning said with a smile: "it seems that foreigners can also play the role of Imperial Envoys."

Herrs group sent a nobody to come here, probably feel that they can get the most objective and neutral evaluation of the love group, and they won't attract unnecessary attention.

"Maybe."

Mu Yeling raised his wrist and looked at the time.

Seeing that he wanted to say nothing, Anning took the initiative to say, "Mr. mu, you and Mr. Leslie are going to meet soon. Miss Su is very good with me. You don't have to worry."

"Who's worried about her?"

Mu Ye Ting pulled the corner of his mouth and took another sip of tea.

Anning smiles and doesn't expose it.

No matter how smart the subordinates are, they should save face for the boss. Otherwise, how can they be promoted and raised?