Zou Qianen locked the mobile phone screen and consciously changed the topic, as if as long as the topic was transferred quickly enough, he could act as if the episode just now did not exist.

"Didn't you say you're going home at six?" Zou Qian'en's eyes were vague, "It's less than half past five."

Wen Chao saw through her thoughts and raised her lips and smiled: "I said it's around six o'clock, not necessarily sooner or later."

"Oh, then you..."

"I really have abdominal muscles."

“…”

The temperature on Zou Qianen's face quickly burned. She pulled the pillow on the sofa and smashed it over. Wen Chao guessed her behavior and steadily caught it before the pillow hit her body.

"You can't just pretend that nothing happened?" Zou Qianen glared at him.

Wen Chao put down the pillow, placed it behind him, leaned on it, and humbly admitted his mistake: "I was wrong, I won't tease you anymore."

"This is almost the same." Zou Qianen's eyes swept across his abdomen, unbuttoned the buttons of his suit, and opened his arms to reveal the shirt inside, and there was nothing to see.

Wen Chao noticed where her eyes were falling and raised his eyebrows: "I suspect I'm telling lies?"

Zou Qianen collapsed and stood up. Why can’t he get over this topic?

She picked up the computer on the desk, placed it on the sofa, lifted the back cover, turned on the computer, logged in to the email address, and found the email Yu Jing sent her that day.

"Here, you can see it yourself." Zou Qianen turned the computer screen in a direction and looked at Wen Chao. "You were curious about the content of the email Yu Jing sent me at noon, but fortunately I didn't delete it."

Wen Chao lowered his expression, slid his fingers on the touchpad, and clicked on the preview of the photos. He only looked at a few photos and then exited, glanced at the date of sending the email.

"Why didn't you hear me?" Wen Chao asked.

"If you don't want to say it, you won't say it." Zou Qianen rolled her fingers around her clothes, pretending to be indifferent, "Besides, they have not made any fakes. The photos they posted have all existed in real life, it is your past. Why do I care about her past? Isn't it for me to feel unhappy?"

Wen Chao deleted the email, closed the computer and put it on the desk.

"Don't comfort me." Zou Qianen spoke out and stopped what he might say, raised his head and looked at him seriously, "Your present and future are mine, and I've earned it."

Wen Chao pulled her hand, pulled her over, and hugged her tightly.

Zou Qianen wrapped her arms around his waist and raised her head in his arms: "I never thought about what would happen if I met you earlier. Because you said that the fate of two people is destined, and it is wrong sooner or later. Maybe I met you early, and I don't like you at all, and I'm with others. So, we are the best encounter now."

Wen Chao smiled gently and stroked her head with his palm: "Teacher Cao Zhuo also said that he is a painter, not a writer, and every word you say has hit my heart."

Zou Qianen exclaimed: "Did you read my Weibo?"

"Everyone in the family knows your Weibo. As your fiancé, I can't know?" Wen Chao put his hand on her shoulder and leaned over to look at her.

Zou Qianen said lightly and regretted deeply: "I shouldn't have mixed the third dimension and the second dimension together. Which is your Weibo ID? I'll change my nickname and block you all."

Wen Chao: "I'll just take a look at it occasionally."

"What did you see?"

"Seeing what your fans say... It sounds exciting to have a marriage first and then love."

“…”

Zou Qianen buried her face in the pillow, and she had no shame to see others again. Help, the number of times of embarrassment has increased sharply recently, and will it still make people live?

Wen Chao is really! Just look at her Weibo secretly, why do you have to say it out!

——

Perhaps because Wen Chao said it was too resolute at noon that day, Yu Jing did not appear in Zou Qianen's life again.

Zou Qianen is immersed in painting every day. In addition to painting, she is going out to relax and relax her brain.

Usually, she would visit Ning Suyi's house. Ning Suyi recently moved her office from the company to her home, and occasionally she would meet her assistant to get documents from her home.

For three and a half months, Zou Qianen worked hard and completed the illustration in half a month beyond expectations. She scanned and sent it to Youlan by email, and then told her on WeChat that she should pay attention to check the email address.

It is rare that the other party has not urged him once in more than three months.

Zou Qianen was waiting for Youlan's feedback in distress. Time passed by minute by minute, and her phone case was almost broken. There was no news coming back there.

After waiting for five minutes, Youlan went online again: "I have been waiting for a long time. I sent the painting to the author and a few editorial friends. Everyone likes the illustrations of Zhuzhu Dada. I personally love the picture "Little Mountain Tea" the most, which is really amazing! After reading it, our teacher Jiang said that he likes each one very much, and asked if he could buy the original version and put it at home."

Teacher Jiang is the author of this book.

Zou Qianen was so excited that she said generously: "Don't mention buying it, it's okay to give it to Teacher Jiang for free! It was originally an illustration of calligraphy and painting for her!"

Youlan: "I will thank Mr. Jiang for the big money for Zhuzhu."

Youlan: "We will call your card next month for the reward. Just tell me after you receive it. I wish you a happy life for Zhuzhu, and I hope we can cooperate in the future."

Zou Qianen rushed out of the studio and met Yao's mother delivering her fruit. She gave Yao's mother a big hug without saying a word: "I'm so great!"

Yao's mother had to raise her hands high, fearing that she would knock over the glass bowl in her hand.

Yao's mother said laughing and crying: "What's the good thing happened?"

"The illustrations I drew for the publishing house were selected! I'm so happy!" Zou Qianen wanted to share the news with someone. She was the first to catch Yao's mother, so she told her first.

Yao's mother knew that she had been busy with this matter for the past few months, and now she had a good result, so she was naturally happy for her and patted her back lovingly: "Congratulations."

Zou Qianen took the glass bowl containing fruit from her, tied a piece of pineapple and threw it into her mouth, and sent a message to both the good sisters and Wen Chao in the group.

Both sisters congratulated her on becoming a master as soon as possible, but Wen Chao did not give her any reply.

However, Zou Qianen was not disappointed. She guessed that he might be busy and had no time to look at his phone.

Half an hour later, Wen Chao called her. At that time, Zou Qianen was lying on the recliner by the window, crossing her legs, leisurely flipping through a collection of paintings. After handing over the drawings, she was relaxed and looking at the clouds in the sky could make her smile.

Wen Chao first said congratulations, and then invited her to have dinner together as a celebration.

Of course, Zou Qianen could not refuse him. She left Hua Ji and got up from the recliner, started changing clothes and putting on makeup to prepare for going out.

——

In the evening, Wen Chao drove from the company to pick her up in person.

The end of July in Ningcheng is the hottest time. The community is green and cicadas can be heard from time to time. Zou Qianen wore a bright red dress with two fingers wide shoulder straps and bows on both sides. The exposed collarbone is straight and small, and the shoulders are white and thin. As an accessory necklace, a small ruby ​​happened to be embedded in the middle, and the edges of the gem are inlaid with a circle of gold.

She stepped down from the steps in her high heels, Wen Chao walked forward and held her arm.

This scene easily reminded the two of them of the scene when they met at the engagement ceremony. At that time, he was also so cautious in supporting her, for fear that she would fall.

Wen Chao opened the door of the passenger seat for her, and the air conditioner was turned on inside, so you could cool down by sitting on it.

Zou Qianen collapsed in the seat: "It's been so hot these days, and I've been sweating after walking a few steps."

Wen Chao started the car and said, "After handing over the drawing, take a good rest and accumulate energy."

Zou Qianen turned his head to look at him: "I think our plan to climb the mountain to watch the sunrise can be moved to fall to implement it, and I haven't wanted to go out recently."

It was a few months ago. Wen Chao suggested that he would go to the top of the mountain to watch the sunrise together. But later, Zou Qianen was busy drawing illustrations, and Wen Chao didn’t have much free time. The third-phase investment and the fourth-phase investment were too close to him, so he had no time to clone him.

He seems to have been a little free lately, but it is only compared to the busiest time before.

Wen Chao input navigation, thought for a while, and said, "Don't want to go out? I still think about taking you to see the sunrise in two days. If you want to wait for autumn, then go again in autumn."

Zou Qianen was surprised: "Do you have time?"

Wen Chao: "Three-day holiday."

Zou Qianen immediately changed his mind: "Then let's go, I'm done with it."

Wen Chao was not surprised that she changed her mind so quickly, and smiled and said, "Okay."

The two arrived at a Western restaurant. Wenchao made an appointment in advance and was led by the waiter to the top floor of the restaurant. Compared with the last time the revolving restaurant, the view was slightly less than that, but the decoration was definitely much more romantic and beautiful than the one. The style was different. The one was taking the high-end route, and this one had a stronger atmosphere.

Zou Qianen raised her eyebrows and followed Wen Chao to the window.

There are only a few dining tables on the top floor. In addition to them, there are two tables sitting in people, and they are all lovers.

The waiter did not deliver the menu to the two because Wen Chao even ordered the dishes in advance.

Zou Qianen noticed this and felt incredible. He whispered to him: "You are just trying to celebrate for me temporarily, why have you booked in advance?"

Wen Chao moved a bouquet of flowers placed in the center of the dining table to the side so that they could talk across the table: "Even if your drawing fails, I will take you to dinner as a comfort."

Zou Qianen muttered and gave him a thumbs up: "I have to say, you think very well."

Although the dishes were arranged in advance, the speed of serving was not fast. After waiting for more than ten minutes, the waiter wearing a suit and white gloves pushed the dining cart over.

Zou Qianen was talking, his eyes moved over, hoping that the dishes would be served on the table.

However, the waiter made a gesture to her: "Miss, please uncover the cover, lady."

Zou Qianen's expression was stunned for a few seconds. She had never seen this kind of service method. The meaning of letting customers serve the dishes themselves? It's so strange.

She "adapted to the local customs", got up and uncovered the stainless steel cover covering the dishes on the cart.

What caught my eye was not delicious food, but a cart of red roses full of trolleys, staggered in height, retaining the original green leaves and stems. Unlike those sold in flower shops, the leaves are always trimmed to the parts close to the stent, and the thorns on the stems are also trimmed off.

This car of roses seemed to be picked up from a piece of land without any pruning.
Chapter completed!