The reborn petite wife is beautiful and sassy

Chapter 193 Can't guess the reason

Xu Yang's gaze paused, and he saw that the colorful colors occupied the entire drawing, and the bright luster shone out from the sky full of stars, dotted with pitch-black pupils.

There are landscapes and characters in the drawing, which are not like a few random graffiti strokes, but a yearning inner world drawn out with heart.

The setting sun is shining brightly, gradually creating a golden and warm world. On the vast beach, the sea and the sky are connected, the blue ocean is sparkling, and under the coconut trees, the shadows of the mottled trees are dancing.

Countless people stroll on the beach, either leisurely or happily.

But the only thing that attracts attention is the figure of the three of them in a row. The real people using Huo Yanzheng and Chu Wan as the materials are vividly depicted on the paper. From a close look, they all look like a happy picture of a family of three.

The rest of the family of three are outlined by the gorgeous afterglow into phantoms, illusory and blurred, but they bring out the joy and beauty of the family of three.

There is no doubt that Chu Wan's painting skills are superb.

This work is so well drawn that one can indulge in it.

The sun is setting and the sun is setting.

Hold your hand and grow old together.

The more Xu Yang tasted, the more he felt that this was the case.

Xu Yang shook his head uncontrollably. Before his brain could react, he sighed and said: "Mr. Huo, my wife must love you very much."

Hearing Xu Yang's words, Huo Yanzheng finally moved his cold eyes that seemed to be frozen, and looked at Xu Yang quietly.

Noticing the cold look in Huo Yanzheng's eyes, Xu Yang stood upright, quickly withdrew his presumptuous gaze, lowered his eyebrows respectfully, and didn't dare to say another word.

I don't know if he made a mistake.

However, he slowed down and savored carefully, and he didn't feel that he said anything wrong.

Sent out with feelings, just sighed in accordance with the heart.

However, if Huo Yanzheng insisted on saying that he was wrong, then he couldn't refute it.

Fortunately, Huo Yanzheng didn't say that he was wrong, but asked him in a deep voice: "Why do you think so?"

Xu Yang thought about things that had nothing to do with work, and he was not good at them. He had never married a wife, and he had never been in a relationship. He didn't know anything about relationships, but he had never seen pork, but he had always seen pigs. run.

The intense and fiery feelings are like fire, as if they want to burn people up, pouring out all on the paper, Xu Yang can feel it.

"The first time I saw the painting, such a thought flashed in my mind, and then I said it unconsciously." Xu Yang didn't want to make up a reason to deceive Huo Yanzheng, so he said what was in his heart.

Besides, if he really made up a reason, Huo Yanzheng wouldn't fail to hear it.

It would be better to be honest with each other from the beginning.

Huo Yanzheng caressed the drawing paper, and his cool fingertips rested on the painting of Sanjiakou. He had a faint look on his face, and his heart was filled with lingering bright colors. He said, "It turned out to be your intuition."

It turned out that in the eyes of outsiders, she loved him.

Realizing this, Huo Yanzheng's solemn face relaxed a bit.

"It's not just the intuition that comes from looking at the painting." Sensing that the powerful aura lingering around him has dissipated a little, Xu Yang opened his mouth after pondering.

"Actually, it can also be seen from the small details of life. The wife comes to Huo's to give you a loving lunch whenever she is free, which is enough to show that she cares for you. I inquire about your whereabouts, and sometimes I will come to pick you up in person."

"When you are on a business trip in a foreign country, my wife is worried that you are so busy that you forget to eat, so she always comes to ask me about it. And last time you accidentally caught a cold. I saw my wife was busy up and down for you. After a busy day, I even drool. Didn't drink..."

Xu Yang is Huo Yanzheng's personal secretary. He knows more about the affairs between Huo Yanzheng and Chu Wan than ordinary people, and also in more detail than ordinary people.

Bystanders know that he is not a talkative person, but at certain times, he will say a few words.

There are countless details of life that can prove that Chu Wan treats Huo Yanzheng well, and Xu Yang doesn't need to remember it deliberately, he can just give examples casually.

While talking, Xu Yang secretly peeped at Huo Yanzheng's expression from the corner of his eye, seeing that Huo Yanzheng was not unhappy, he continued the conversation.

At the end, Xu Yang concluded: "People can lie, but not the details. My wife must be sincere to you. Even if she doesn't fall in love with you, she looks into your eyes, full of love."

Whether it's liking or love, Xu Yang may not be able to truly understand it, but Huo Yanzheng, who is in it, must understand it better than him.

How Chu Wan treats Huo Yanzheng, Xu Yang is more inclined to feel it with his heart than what he sees with his eyes.

The former is more intuitive, the latter is more real.

Huo Yanzheng's face was silent, showing no emotion or anger. He closed the album gently, his chest was steady without any fluctuation.

It seemed that what Xu Yang said had nothing to do with him, and it seemed that he didn't listen at all.

But if you look closely, you can vaguely see the light and soft color in Huo Yanzheng's eyes.

Xu Yang couldn't discern Huo Yanzheng's thoughts for a while, so he fell silent and didn't speak again.

After 2 minutes, Huo Yanzheng said indifferently: "Wanwan is my wife, of course she can only treat me well!"

Whether Chu Wan loves him or not, he still has reservations.

But Chu Wan cared about and liked him, he couldn't deny it.

There was a force in Huo Yanzheng's words, but also with a natural interest, only when Chu Wan was mentioned, the hostility between his brows subsided a little.

Xu Yang echoed from the side, full of sincerity.

The stalemate downstairs is not over yet, and the smell of gunpowder is strong.

Suddenly, Zhao Xitong, who was behind Chu Wan, bit his lower lip fiercely and opened his mouth: "Wanwan, really, can't you even find time to talk with me?"

In the confrontation just now, although she was humiliated wantonly by Chu Wan, and was suppressed everywhere, she was completely in a disadvantaged position, but the problems exposed in it could not be ignored by her.

Enemy?
Chu Wan actually regarded her as an enemy and put her in a hostile position.

It's not that Chu Wan didn't tell her that, but after confirming it again, besides disbelief, she also felt deep panic.

A feeling of being unable to control Chu Wan surged, almost swallowing her.

Chu Wan is the rope she has been clinging to to climb up. Now that the rope is about to break, she has no choice but to watch.

Zhao Xitong's heart was in a mess, she wanted to know the crux of the matter, why Chu Wan regarded her as an enemy, and when did Chu Wan have such an idea.

Some things are not discussed, and she will never guess the reason.

Only Chu Wan can solve the mystery for her.

(End of this chapter)