After the empress dressed as a wealthy little white flower

Chapter 51 Cute
There was someone outside the study door, although there was no movement, Xie Qingsu heard it.

Her expression remained the same, as if she hadn't noticed it, and without raising her eyelids, she took a brush and carefully outlined the places that were stained by water stains until the traces covered by these few strokes could not be seen at all. put down the pen.

The stained area is not big, and there are not many repairs. The ink dries directly after painting.

Xie Qingsu rolled up the painting casually, took it out of the study, and met Mo Kehan ​​who was standing outside the door and did not dodge deliberately.

Just after going out, the two of them stood a little closer. The man's mint smell was mixed with the smell of tobacco, which was not what Xie Qingsu liked.

Xie Qingsu was holding the scroll, Mo Kehan ​​recognized what was in her hand, and squinted his eyes: "This is the calligraphy and painting that Kang Xue and I brought back? Why are you holding it?"

You don't need to guess to know that his next sentence will ask her what kind of tricks she did just now.

Xie Qingsu gave him a cold look, and threw the painting into his arms.

Mo Kehan ​​caught it, opened it, and looked at it. He didn't see any problems with the calligraphy and painting. Everything was the same as when he bought it, including the woody scent on the scroll. No fakes.

"What's this expression, Mr. Mo?" Xie Qingsu showed an unapproachable indifference from the strands of his hair to the soles of his shoes: "Afraid that I will ruin the painting? Or do you hate me?"

If Xie Qingsu had kept to himself after the divorce, Mo's wouldn't have caused so many troubles now.

However, the news that Xie Qingsu went to the Xie family to seize power after the divorce was exaggerated by the media, so that Mo Kehan ​​already felt that it was difficult to deal with the divorce case. Coupled with the pressure from Mr. Xie, it had to evolve into what it is now. This is the result of entering the Xie family with Mo's equity.

Mo Kehan's eyes turned stern: "It's not possible."

"It's okay to hate." Xie Qingsu's eyes were cold and without any warmth: "Mr. Mo is at least begging for benevolence now, not only regaining the stepping stone of Xie's family, but also honoring the beauty he really likes, but he just gave something extraneous." cost."

Mo Kehan ​​stared at her with sarcasm in his eyes: "Xie Qingsu, I have been tired of pretending for you for so long. The one who really hates is not you?"

"In the past two years, you got up early and ran to the fitness park five kilometers away to try to meet me by chance. You texted and asked me about your health day and night, and tried every means to make me look at you more. In the end, it was not through Xie Zhang's hand. You can't get that little bit of love, and exert all kinds of hatred and revenge on me?"

"If you like living in your ordinary and confident world so much, I will help you." Xie Qingsu mocked: "Grandpa has already helped you choose the location of the wedding room, and it's time to give you the key."

As soon as Xie Qingsu finished speaking, Mo Kehan ​​saw a familiar silver key fall in front of his eyes, and fell straight to the ground with a "click".

Mo Kehan's expression changed: "Xie Qingsu—"

This is the wedding room that Xie Qingsu personally chose when he and Xie Qingsu got married two years ago!

The two had never lived together after marriage, including the wedding night, so the house had been vacant for two years.

Now Mr. Xie intends to donate this set of their wedding room to him and Kang Xue?

Such blatant irony!
If Xie Qingsu still loves him, how could he accept this arrangement?
But it happened that she was the one who gave him the key, and the attitude in her eyebrows and eyes was completely as if the key was an annoying burden, and she just threw it in front of him without any hesitation.

"Mr. Mo, since you are married, you have to listen to the arrangement of Xie's family. There is no extra room in the old house for you to use as your wedding room." Xie Qingsu glanced at the keys on the ground indifferently, his red lips slightly curled up, and his tone was drawn.

Mo Kehan's expression changed completely, and he almost crushed the scroll of calligraphy and painting in his hand,

When Xie Qingsu came back, he just packed his things, and by coincidence threw a "garbage", without being affected at all, he turned around and asked Mrs. Lin to put her suitcase in front of the door on the first floor.

Mrs. Lin was still worried about the calligraphy and painting just now, but she saw that the calligraphy and painting seemed to be in Mo Kehan's hands, and she didn't seem to mention that matter again. After seeing Xie Qingsu's calm eyes, she didn't know why He actually felt slightly relieved, sent Xie Qingsu out all the way, and helped her get her luggage to the trunk of the car.

Mo Kehan ​​looked down at the key on the ground, and slowly bent over to pick it up.

Mo Kehan ​​didn't know what he was thinking, and squatted on the spot for a long time, until Mr. Xie came downstairs and saw him and asked him what he was doing there in a cold voice, then he suddenly squeezed the key in his hand and stood up.

A servant went upstairs and saw that Xie Qingsu had already left, and Aunt Lin was still busy on the first floor as if nothing happened, the servant couldn't help saying to Mr. Xie: "Master, that painting... ..."

Xie Zhang was upstairs just now, and just came down, looking at Mo Kehan ​​with cold eyes, when he heard the servant's hesitant words, he asked, "What painting?"

The servant originally wanted to talk about it, but the second lady planned to exhibit the calligraphy and painting for the old man at the birthday banquet. The old man doesn't seem to know it yet, and he can't talk nonsense anyway. Dare to say.
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Zuo Group.

"Mr. Zuo, you have already reported your itinerary for the past half month to the secretary department. Here are two new invitations. The secretary department did not plan to submit them according to the past practice, but I took a look..." Shen Luo entered the president's office with two invitation letters in his hand: "I still brought them for you."

Zuo Yushi turned around from the floor-to-ceiling windows of the office with his mobile phone in hand, and just hung up a call from overseas.

Seeing that he was not busy now, Shen Luo stepped forward and passed the things over.

Zuo Yushi raised his hand to take it, and saw that it was a company inspection invitation letter issued by the Xie Consortium in anticipation of a follow-up cooperation relationship, and the other was an invitation letter for Xie Zhang's birthday banquet.

"Both invitations were issued in the name of Xie Jianheng, but I think it should be that Miss Xie has not secured the real power and cannot hold the initiative for the time being. He wants to intercept halfway." Shen Luo glanced at the date: " It just so happens that you will be free after your visit to the UK next week, and the other itineraries for these two days have not been decided yet."

Zuo Yushi answered another phone call. The expansion of overseas business projects has just reached a new stage, and it is just the time when he is so busy that he needs to travel frequently at home and abroad.

Ten minutes later, the phone was hung up, and he put the two invitation letters on the table. At the same time, the phone rang again. Zuo Yushi tapped on it silently with his fingers, and turned around to continue answering the phone.

Shen Luo immediately understood what he meant, President Zuo accepted the invitation.

Xie Jianheng invited Zuo Yushi to visit the Xie family. Although the two office buildings were not far apart, the meaning of the invitation was different.

Now it is equivalent to rushing out halfway, planning to take over the results of the first half of Xie Qingsu's planning, and he will personally meet the Zuo's investigation team.

Crossing the river and demolishing bridges is all plots against Xie Qingsu.

I'm afraid that he has plotted against someone who shouldn't be plotted against.

After the call was hung up, the phone was temporarily quiet. Zuo Yushi swiped open the screen and glanced at an emoji sent by Xie Qingsu a few days ago in WeChat: [Thank you.jpg. ]
That was after the two of them left in the archives room of the city hall, she thanked him verbally. Later, she was going to drive back to the company, but when she returned to the car, she didn't know what to think, and sent him another emoji.

It can be seen that she worked very hard to express the sincerity of this thank you. When typing the word thank you, she clicked and sent all the emoticons that automatically popped up in the chat box.

Although this expression is hideously ugly, it is completely inconsistent with those soft and cute expression packs that are popular nowadays.

It's ugly and cute.

(End of this chapter)