800: C800 Wait for Me to Make You Cry

C800 Wait for Me to Make You Cry

4At night, the cold air came, and the sky began to rain.

It was a drizzle, just like the rainy season in the summer of Jiangnan.

When the car stopped at the porcelain shop during the day, the door was indeed open, but there was a "CLOSED" sign hanging at the door.

CLOSED, not open.

Fu Sihan opened the big black umbrella prepared in the car and protected Yan Wanwan as she got off the car.

There were no customers in the shop and no servants. There was only a familiar middle-aged boss sitting at the bar playing with his phone. When he heard someone open the door and come in, he froze for a moment and recognized the person.

"Miss Yaan, we meet again!" The boss said, "But we have closed our business. There is a photo hanging at the door. Someone booked the place."

As the boss spoke, he even looked at Fu Sihan a few times. The middle-aged uncle's eyes were full of praise.

This handsome man was a man with talent and a woman's appearance!

"Me." Fu Sihan said from the side.

The boss said, "Huh?"

Wanwan explained awkwardly, "Boss, the person who booked the place is him." She then introduced him, "He's my lover. We came here to draw another set of porcelain. I'm really sorry to have you work overtime."

The boss was stunned for a few seconds. Then, Wanwan saw the light of gossip burning in the middle-aged man's eyes.

" Aiya! No apologies! Please come in!" The boss had a smile on his face as he sized Fu Sihan up without any restraint. "I was wondering why this mister looks so familiar. He seems to be your lover."

" You know? " Wanwan asked.

"Of course. It's not like I don't want to go online! There's a lot of gossip about you on Weibo in China!" The middle-aged man had a proud expression of "I'm fashionable" on his face.

Wanwan did not know what to say for a moment.

The only way to draw a flower was to choose white porcelain. The boss took out all the good white porcelain that he had cooked. There were teacups, tea bowls, teapots, porcelain bowls and a few small vases.

After giving the Mi Group couple teacups, the vases were much bigger than other items. One of them had to be painted until midnight. After some consideration, Wanwan chose the porcelain bowls.

"I want this." Fu Sihan put down the porcelain bowl that Yan Wanwan had just picked up and pointed at the two teacups that were almost identical to each other.

However, this teacup was also different from the one Yan Wanwan gave to the Mi Group couple today. This was a tea cup that was integrated with tea and tea and even had a lid on it.

"You want two?" Since the other party wanted a tea cup, then it was fine to have two tea cups. But if you want two tea cups in one go, isn't your heart too greedy?

Fu Sihan had already made arrangements. "You one, me one, like Isaiah and Huiyu."

Wanwan had yet to react when the boss said very nicely. " It's a couple, isn't it? Oh my, didn't Miss Yaan's work this morning come for your husband? Such a good product, you definitely have to give it to yourself and your lover. It's so good to be able to remember each other after drinking tea!"

Wanwan felt that this big brother had nothing better to do than to spout nonsense. In the blink of an eye, she looked at Fu Sihan. He actually did not have any intention of refuting!

That was to tacitly agree with the boss's statement.

... Why didn't he realize that Ben San had so many thoughts in his mind?

Wanwan started to think about what kind of picture she should draw.

"I'll go and get you two a cup of water." The boss chuckled and left. He specially gave the two of them space to not be light bulbs.

Once the boss left, Fu Sihan reached out and pinched Yan Wanwan's face, causing the woman to glare at him playfully.

"Draw well. It's uglier than Isaiah and the others. Just wait for me to make you cry."

Hey, you even threatened her!

"Then what kind of drawings do you want? I've studied painting before, but I've never learned anything about anime." In other words, the content that could be drawn would actually be limited. She wouldn't know the type of cute couple pictures online.

Fu Sihan raised his eyebrows and was not satisfied. "When you drew glasses for Isaiah and the others in the day, did you ask people about the pictures?"

"I asked... other people... Do you believe me?" In front of such a strong and astute person, lying did not even have the confidence.

The man looked at her with a look that said, "Am I stupid? Do I believe you?"

Wanwan sighed. This man was so hard to serve!

She thought for a while and finally started to write.

"Clothes? Our couple's shirts?"

It was unknown whether it was because Wanwan had a mutual understanding, but after Wanwan finished writing, the man saw through her doubt.

" The inspiration is that, but I didn't draw it. The pattern on the couple's shirt belongs to someone else's intellectual property rights. "

Wanwan said as she drew, speaking at an exceptionally slow speed. There was a soft and mellow tone in her usually cold voice.

Fu Sihan's heart trembled when he heard her. He wanted to pull her over and kiss her, but now he wanted to pull her over and kiss her. This teacup would definitely be ruined.

It was better to wait until the painting was done before inviting her.

Yan Wanwan's inspiration came from the couple's shirt, but she changed it into an ancient costume. Fu Sihan's male cup was a green robe with bird patterns, while her female cup was a skirt with mountain and river patterns.

In most cases, people would think that the mountain and river patterns were more suitable for men, and the bird patterns were more suitable for women.

But since it was a couple's cup, and it was the only one, it was better to go the opposite way.

The boss poured water for an excuse and only came back after a long while.

Yan Wanwan's work was almost completed and the final repair work was carried out. The boss praised continuously. If he did not know that Yan Wanwan was someone he could not afford to hire, he would have wanted to collaborate with Yan Wanwan to produce the finished product of porcelain.

Her painting skills were solid and some skills were not mature enough, but they were expensive with spirit.

Spiritual energy was not something that could be replenished by hard work. Many people would not be able to find even half a cent of it in their entire lives.

"Miss Yaan, Sir, can I take a picture and post it on Weibo?" The boss asked excitedly. His eyes were full of eagerness.

Wanwan was about to say no when she heard a sentence beside her ear, "Up to you."

Wanwan looked at Fu Sihan in shock.

What... what did he just say?

He agreed?

The boss's overjoyed reaction confirmed that Yan Wanwan did not mishear him.

"Then, can we film Miss Yaan's painting together with the two of you?" The boss probably did not know that the handsome man in front of him did not have a good temper, or that he did not know what kind of status this man had. He knew very well how to write the words "taking an inch for an inch."

This time Wanwan still did not have the time to speak when the man beside her said "Ke."

"Then I really have to thank you!"

There were two consecutive snapping sounds from the camera.3

Wanwan swallowed all her words back into her stomach.

She turned her head and looked at Fu Sihan seriously.

"What is it?" The man was calm and composed.

"You even said that you didn't do it on purpose!"

Wanwan finally understood that he had always been unwilling to be on the news. As long as he was willing, blocking the news was a simple matter. No, it should be said that with his mind and shrewdness, prevention was a common thing.

However, a few days ago, the gossips between her and him had caused an uproar. Everyone in the country and abroad knew about it!

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