636: C636 The Stuffing Cake Fell from the Sky

C636 The Stuffing Cake Fell from the Sky

Jiang Zhao put the box away and turned around. "I'll call Zhong Dian over to help you pack it up. There was food in the fridge. There were many business cards outside the fridge that could be used to order takeout. You could also go out and eat. There were four cars in the underground garage. I'll give you the keys later. See which one you like to drive. "

Jiang Zhao walked back to the bedroom and opened the closet to pick a tie for himself. He tied it up and took off his suit from the rack. Ouyang Yan also walked over and stood behind him with the western suit. She opened it.

Jiang Zhao stretched out his arm and put it on.

Ouyang Yan rearranged Jiang Zhao's tie again. She looked like a virtuous wife. "Sometimes you are too neat and tidy. You don't even look like a man. "

"A slovenly man is like a man?"

"No, there should be a woman to help you clean up. "

"The purpose of a woman is to help a man clean up?"

Ouyang Yan playfully patted Jiang Zhao's chest and said, "I can't beat you. "

Seeing that Jiang Zhao was about to leave, Ouyang Yan stopped him. "Liu, I invited Grandpa Qin to dinner tonight. Grandpa said we will go together. "

"Okay, wait for me to get off work. "

There was a saying in Haicheng: South, North, West, East Poverty. As the construction of the city increased, this disparity on the surface seemed to be getting smaller and smaller.

However, the gathering place of the rich people was still the densest in the south. This was the place where the first group of rich people set up their fixed production. The price of housing could be said to be inexpensive.

Two years ago, an old man called Xi Zhentian entered the Haicheng. He had placed the Xi family's main residence in the south as if he was an old man.

In a place like this, he built houses and built mountains and lakes, showing that he had a solid family background.

When Enyuv returned to the chief residence, Xi Zhentian was sitting on the sofa and reading the news. His face was glowing red and his body was sturdier than an ordinary old man's. As long as he stood up, he would have a heroic air about him.

"Grandpa. " Enyuv greeted Old Man Xi as usual.

"Enyuv, are you happy today?" Old Man Xi turned off the television when he saw Enyuv return and walked over.

"I'm fine. "

"Did something bad happen recently? Grandpa sees that you are always unhappy. "

"Grandpa is thinking too much. I am usually like this. "

"Old master. Little young master's studio, I will let Ah Gui. . . " The forty-year-old nanny, Sister Hua, shouted upstairs.

Before he could finish, Enyuv ran upstairs.

Xi Zhentian panicked and quickly chased after her. Although she was in her sixties, she walked with vigorous steps. There was a lingering power that made people fearful as she passed by a group of maids.

A crisp "PIA" sound came from upstairs!

Then, with a "plop," someone knelt on the floor. Ah Gui's voice came, "Young Master, I just want to help you clean up. . . "

Enyuv bent down and grabbed the neck of Ah Gui, who was already thirty years old. His eyes looked like they were dyed with blood. The eyes of this seemingly gentle boy seemed to suddenly shoot out a fierce-looking blood-eyed leopard. "What did you see?! Who told you to enter my studio? Who told you to touch my things! Are you tired of living?!"

"Young Master, I didn't mean it. I just opened the door. No, I didn't go in. . . "

Sister Hua panicked. Just now when she wanted to pull the rack, she was pushed by Enyuv and fell down the corridor. The hair behind her head also scattered.

Xi Zhentian stood behind Enyuv. His eyebrows knitted together, and his voice was as loud as a bell. "In the future, when Enyuv's room is cleaned, he will definitely clean it! Otherwise, if you make him angry again, don't blame me for being ruthless! "

"Master, young master, I won't dare to do it again, I won't dare to do it again. "

Enyuv looked at the crack in the door, closed his eyes, and took a few deep breaths. After a while, he said calmly, "Ah Gui, you can go down now. " Ah Gui heard him and scrambled away.1

Xi Zhentian quickly went up to Enyuv and asked anxiously, "Enyuv, are you feeling unwell?"

"No, I have worried grandpa. I will try my best to control it next time. "

Xi Zhentian touched Enyuv's chest. "If you lose your temper, it is your servant who provoked you. Relax. "

Enyuv nodded and walked to Sister Hua's side. He helped her up and combed her hair. "Aunt Hua, I am sorry for what happened just now. I didn't mean it. I couldn't control myself. "

Although Sister Hua was pushed to the ground, she didn't complain when she saw Enyuv. Her eyes were full of heartache. "Young master, it's Aunt Hua's fault. She almost made you angry because of your things. . . "

Enyuv slowly wiped away the tears on Sister Hua's face and said softly, "Rest early tonight. I'll get the kitchen to make some sweet soup for you. I'm afraid that if you're in a bad mood, you'll be happier if you eat something sweet. "

"No need, no need. . . "

After comforting Sister Hua and Xi Zhentian, Enyuv went into the studio and turned on the lights. The bright room was filled with the smell of oil paint. He walked to the window and covered the drawing board with a white cloth. He lifted his hand and pulled it open.

On the four drawing boards, the woman was wearing different clothes and combing different hairstyles, but no matter how her expression changed, it was always the same person.

She then turned sideways and pulled open the white cloth next to her.

On the two drawing boards, there were only a few - The woman's graceful figure was seductive. The curves of a person, however, did not have the slightest hint of teasing in his eyes. Enyuv looked at the painting in front of him. His eyes were as clear as water, slowly merging with the warmth, but there was not the slightest hint of color. The filth of love.

When he was painting, he copied another painting.

He had obviously wanted to copy it, but he hadn't seen the original painting at all. Instead, he had drawn another one based on his memory.

It turned out that when he thought of a person, his memory could be so complete. Even the curvature of her curvy eyelashes when he was writing could be engraved in his mind without a single mistake.

If Yun Yeer had known her name earlier, how good would it have been? This way, she did not need to think about it and went to Wutong Street to be an artist. As long as she raised her head to look at the sky, it would be fine. The sky was filled with her. Wasn't the clouds all clouds?

They had known each other for more than a year.

It had been more than a year and she had abandoned him just like that. It was just that he had asked something he should not have asked.

She pulled open the curtains and looked at the bright moon outside the window. When she touched her heart, it turned out that this was the feeling of heartache. It was a feeling of being pulled.

Xia Qian called to make an appointment. Ye Er had dinner together tonight and said that her elder sister liked her very much. She wanted to ask if she was interested in being a design assistant. She could be an assistant at the same time and go to school at the same time. When the graduation certificate came out, she would introduce a designer to her.

Ye Er felt that it was simply like stuffing cakes falling from the sky. It was such a good thing.

The date was at "Xiushui Jiangnan. "

But enemies always had a narrow road. When she saw Jiang Zhao's back, she pretended that it didn't matter. Hmph, who cares?

But when she saw old master Qin, Qin Feiyan, and that "Yanyan" walked into the private room one after another, Ye Er could not remain calm.

What was going on? Meet the parents?!

He actually chased her away and brought a woman to meet the parents?!

Xiaoya crossed her arms and tilted her head to the right. She reached out to stroke her left hair to the back of her ear and knocked Ye Er. "Do you know her?"

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