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He must have said it on purpose just now.

He told Meng QIngshan to paint the picture and give it to him so that she would have no choice but to keep him.

"Let's go, Mr. Tang."

Ji Xinqing brought Tang Jinyao into her office.

The office was not large, but there were basic facilities.

As Tang Jinyao sat on the sofa, Ji Xinqing poured a cup of water for him.

"Mr. Tang, I'm really sorry. You sent a gift to Meng Yangshan, but little Miss Appearance —"

Tang Jinyao raised an eyebrow as he looked at her. "In my opinion, Miss Ji, that painting with the small amount of money in it can't be measured in terms of money."

Ji Xinqing and his eyes met.

For some reason, she actually felt a hint of scorching heat from his gaze.

He must really like Xiao Bu Shan, that's why he said her gift is priceless, right?

Embarrassed, Ji Xinqing turned her eyes away and whispered, "Mr. Tang, I want to ask you something."

"Yes, ask away."

Ji Xinqing's lips moved a few times, but she did not know what to say.

Tang Jinyao wasn't in a hurry either. Instead, she stared at Nie Yan with a big smile on her face.

Ji Xinqing often saw this kind of smile on his face.

But now, she was actually getting more and more nervous.

She couldn't figure out what kind of person Tang Jinyao was.

"Mr. Tang." Ji Xinqing took a deep breath and said.

Tang Jinyao continued to look at her with a smile on his face.

"Mr. Tang, why did you …" "Is this little girl's appendix really that good?"

Ji Xinqing originally wanted to ask him why he treated her so well.

However, even under Tang Jinyao's watchful eyes, Ji Xinqing couldn't bring herself to ask.

She had no choice but to bring Meng Dong out.

Tang Jinao stared at her, and unexpectedly let out a soft laugh. "Miss Ji, seeing how nervous you were just now, I thought you wanted to ask me some very important questions …"

Ji Xinqing also smiled along. She was much calmer now.

"Can Mr. Tang answer me?"

Tang Jinyao gave a helpless smile. After a long while, he finally replied, "Miss Ji, I thought you were a smart person."

He was a high and mighty young master, and logically speaking, she shouldn't have interacted with him over and over again. Could it be …

Ji Xinqing's heart was already starting to tense up.

"Miss Ji, I think you've seen it too. I really like little Jingshan. Otherwise, I wouldn't have come out to help you so many times." Tang Jinyao casually glanced at Ji Xinqing.

Ji Xinqing heaved a sigh of relief when she realized that she was overthinking it.

How could a man like him fall for her …

Ji Xinqing smiled as she raised her head, "Mr. Tang, if you don't mind, you'll have to spend the rest of the time by yourself."

She pointed to a large pile of papers on a nearby desk and joked, "I still have a lot of work to do."

Ji Xinqing began to handle the work.

Tang Jinyao leaned against the sofa, seemingly tired. She closed her eyes to rest.

After more than an hour, there was a light knock on the door.

"Guild leader." He was a teacher at the rehabilitation center.

The coloring class was over, and the teacher entered the office with the painted picture of Meng Shan.

Ji Xinqing passed the painting over to Tang Jinyao before politely thanking him once more.

Tang Jinyao only smiled back, but didn't say anything. Instead, she took the painting and left.

After lunch, Ji Xinqing came back to the classroom.

Meng Yangshan was not taking a nap like the other children. She was leaning on the table, writing something down.

Perhaps it was because he had eaten Tang Jinyao's cake, but Meng Shan's mood was clearly very good.

Seeing Ji Xinqing walk over, she actually put down the pen in her hand and opened her arms towards Ji Xinqing.

Was this what he intended to do?

Ji Xinqing was stunned.

Meng Chen's head was still raised as he looked at her, but it was obvious that his arms had opened up even more.

In the next second, Ji Xinqing hugged Meng Yangshan in surprise.

Not knowing how to describe the joy in her heart, Ji Xinqing could only hug the small body tightly.

Her daughter had actually taken the initiative to get closer to her.

An indescribable warmth gradually spread from the bottom of his heart.

Ji Xinqing calmed her emotions and released Meng Shan's hand. She pressed it to her forehead and softly said, "Little Dong Shan, could mom carry you to have a nap? Just have a good night's sleep and be a beautiful little princess, okay? "

Meng Que didn't say anything.

Ji Xinqing thought that she agreed.

Ji Xinqing carried Meng Yangshan onto the bed and pulled her blanket over her. She kissed her forehead and then left quietly.

After work, Ji Xinqing did not immediately return to her small apartment.

Her daughter's proactive intimacy made her happy all afternoon. She couldn't wait to share her happiness with Bai Ran.

They arrived at the ten-mile gallery.

Ji Xinqing put down her dress and led her in.

The gallery was almost out of work, with only a few patrons inside.

Ji Xinqing's gaze was quickly attracted by a man not far away.

The man had his back facing her. Ji Xinqing could only see his tall and upright back.

In front of the man was a wall with a painting on it.

From a distance, Ji Xinqing could only see the colorful lines on the painting.

Even though Ji Xinqing was unable to see the contents of the painting clearly, she knew that the man was staring at the painting in a daze.

The man stood there without moving. He had straight navy blue pants and a light blue shirt.

His back looked very sharp.

Just as Ji Xinqing was wondering what the man with such a sharp back looked like, the man noticed her gaze and slowly turned his head over.

The man had a pair of long and narrow eyes. When he saw Ji Xinqing, he was stunned for a second before he smiled.

Ji Xinqing was stunned.

It was actually … It was Gu Ling.

The legendary number one popinjay in the capital.

Ji Xinqing still remembered his frivolous actions that day. When she was stared at by him, her face immediately turned red.

Glaring hatefully at Gu Ling, Ji Xinqing only thought that the sharp figure she saw earlier was just an illusion.

What kind of person is Gu Ling? She must have been mistaken!

Ji Xinqing quickly retracted her gaze and pretended that she did not see him. Then, she turned around while holding Meng Yangshan's hand.

However, the sound of footsteps suddenly came from behind him.

As her hand was grabbed, Ji Xinqing heard a slightly hoarse and frivolous voice, "Beauty, why did you leave the moment you saw me?"

Back then, he had used the word 'beauty' to flirt with her.

Ji Xinqing was extremely sure that Gu Ling still remembered her. He had purposely used this word to force her to recall the unbearable memory of that day.

Ji Xinqing really did not want to speak to him, but... Gu Ling was the young master of the Gu Clan.

The Gu family of the imperial city almost monopolized the military power of the imperial city.

Even though Gu Ling was a stain on the Gu family, he still bore the Gu family's surname.

She couldn't afford to offend anyone in the Gu family.

After taking a deep breath, Ji Xinqing forced out a smile and turned around, "Young Master Gu, hello."

Gu Ling raised the tail of his eyes and slightly narrowed his eyes. "Beauty, you recognize me?"

His voice had a peculiar husky quality, frivolous and frivolous.

Ji Xinqing pulled out her arm and took another step back. She spoke with a polite but distant tone, "Young Master Gu Ling from the Gu family, how could I not know him?"

Thinking of the name Gu Ling called her, Ji Xinqing's eyes jumped a few times. Taking a deep breath, she spoke once more, "Young Master Gu, I am Ji and my name is Xinqing. I am not the beauty that Young Master Gu is talking about. Please, Young Master Gu …"