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() When Qiu Jingwen was painting in the studio, his elder brother Qiu Hongtu specially hired a butler Li Ping from China who was proficient in English and French, and knocked on the door and said that a young man named El Raffarin had come to visit.

"Where's Yihan?" Qiu Jingwen asked.

"Miss Yihan has gone out to paint." Li Ping said.

Qiu Jingwen looked at the ink and oil stains on his body, and said, "You entertain me first, I'll go upstairs and change a piece of clothing."

"Yes, Miss." Li Ping agreed.

Qiu Jingwen took off his apron and walked upstairs quickly.

When she changed into casual clothes and went downstairs, the handsome young man with blonde hair and blue eyes was sitting in the living room drinking tea.

Seeing Qiu Jingwen come out, he put down his teacup and stood up to salute Qiu Jingwen. He was very polite and courteous, as expected of the carefully cultivated heir of the luxury family.

"Miss Ansella, I'm sorry to come here to disturb you. I think you must be painting at this time? Even God will not forgive me if I affect a famous painting that has been handed down from generation to generation and appears in front of the world late." El. Raffarin said with a smile.

"El, we are already friends." Qiu Jingwen said with a smile, reaching out to invite El Raffarin to sit down and talk. "El, at home, you can call me Qiu Jingwen. This is the name of my Huaxia Kingdom."

"Qiu Jingwen." El Raffarin pronounced the name in French and said, "Although I know little about Huaxia, I still think it is a very charming name. Just like yours Same."

"Thank you." Qiu Jing thanked him.I thought to myself, fortunately I am not called Qiu Xiaocao and Qiu Xiaohua.In that case, he would not know whether to praise himself or scold himself if he said that his name is as good as his own. "Is El here for something today?"

El Raffarin glanced around and asked with a smile, "Is Yihan at home?"

"Oh. Yihan." Qiu Jingwen looked at El Raffarin suspiciously.Every Saturday afternoon, I will go to Saint-Antoine Street to paint.And El Raffarin will also go there to ask Qiu Yihan to help him draw a picture, and he will pay Qiu Yihan ten yuan.

It's a perfect start, even the plots of some idol dramas are nothing more than that.

But, will they get to the step they expect?

El Raffarin asked about Qiu Yihan's whereabouts. Could it be that Qiu Yihan didn't go to Saint-Antoine Avenue to paint today?

Thinking of this possibility, Qiu Jingwen couldn't sit still.

She knew that that stinky rascal had already arrived in Paris, and even entered her room.

Yes, although that guy didn't announce his name last night, even she has never met Tang Zhong.However, his identity was already exposed by the phrase 'you are not Qiu Yihan' he asked.

Other than Tang Zhong, who else would be able to break into Qiu Yihan's boudoir at night?Who can make such an intimate gesture without being annoyed by Qiu Yihan?

"El, Qiu Yihan went to paint. You know, it's an old habit. What? Didn't you go over to see it today? I know the little secret between you two." Qiu Jingwen was worried in her heart, her face But said quietly.

"Oh. Really?" El Raffarin said with a smile. "I have to deal with some company matters today, so I don't have time to go to St. Anthony Avenue. However, it's the same to be able to meet Miss Qiu Jingwen."

"El, is there anything I can do to help you?"

"Of course." El Raffarin said with a smile.He clapped his hands, and a bodyguard came in carrying a large box wrapped in a black leather bag.

"El, what is this?" Qiu Jingwen asked curiously.

El Raffarin motioned for the bodyguard to put the box on the coffee table, and then he walked over to unzip the black leather bag.

"Miss Qiu Jingwen, can you tear off the bag for me?" El Raffarin said to Qiu Jingwen.

Qiu Jingwen made a move, and personally tore off the well-crafted black leather bag.She knew that this bag should be genuine leather.No way, who made the Raffarin family the most famous luxury goods in Paris?

"Oh. "Rye Field." Qiu Jingwen sighed softly.She had seen the painting at an exhibition in El.Of course, she had heard of the name of this painting before she saw it.She knew that this was one of Roman's most famous paintings, and it had already fetched a very scary price outside.

Even though she has such a wealthy brother, she never thought of taking this painting as her own.

"Yes. "Rye Field"" El Raffarin nodded with a smile. "Roman's most inspirational work. That night, I saw that Qiu Yihan was very fond of it, so I wanted to give this painting to her. You see, I have framed it. It is so beautiful Perfect."

"El. I know, this is what you like too." Qiu Jingwen said anxiously.

"If Qiu can like it, I will like it even more." El Raffarin said. "Please, pass this on to her, okay?"

"No. I can't accept it." Qiu Jingwen refused.

"why?"

"Because--it's too expensive. Besides, I don't have the right to accept other people's gifts for Yi Han. Er, you can give it to her yourself, okay?" Qiu Jingwen said in a dilemma.

El Raffarin turned back and sat down on the sofa, holding the teacup again and drinking tea slowly.

His slightly sad appearance aroused Qiu Jingwen's curiosity, and said, "El, what's wrong?"

"Miss Qiu Jingwen, I think, I really need your help." El Raffarin raised his face and looked at Qiu Jingwen standing in front of him and said. "You should be clear that if I gave it to her, she would definitely not accept it. With your help, I think this possibility will be greater, isn't it?"

Qiu Jingwen hesitated.

"Miss Qiu Jingwen, you must hope that we can get together. Don't you?" El Raffarin looked at her sincerely and said.

Thinking of Qiu Yihan's current situation, thinking of Tang Zhong, thinking of that email, Qiu Jingwen's hesitation immediately disappeared, and said, "Okay. I'll help you deliver it to her."

"Thank you." El Raffarin got up and bowed to Qiu Jingwen again——

clang!

Qiu Yihan gently unlocked the door, pushed the door lightly to enter the room, and gently took off the canvas shoes on her feet and put on slippers.

She was carrying her bag and was about to go upstairs quietly when the lights in the room suddenly turned on.

Snapped!

From the black light to the bright daylight, her figure has nowhere to hide.

She turned around slowly, saw that sitting on the sofa in the living room was her aunt Qiu Jingwen, and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

"Auntie, you scared me to death." Qiu Yihan said angrily.Because today's mood is so good, she can't help but like acting like a baby like before. "I thought it was grandma. Why don't you go to bed?"

"Grandma is not feeling well. I told her to go to bed first. I promised her that I will not go to bed until you come back." Qiu Jingwen said with a smile. "So, I have to sit here and wait for you. I won't sleep until you come back."

"I'm fine. Don't worry." Qiu Yihan said guiltily. "I'm going upstairs to take a shower and go to bed. I'm so sleepy. You should go to bed earlier."

"Yihan, where did you go today?" Qiu Jingwen asked.

"Ah?" Qiu Yihan's face was flushed, and her long eyelashes fluttered.She is not good at lying, and she becomes like this when she tells a lie. "I—I'm going to paint."

"Really? Then why didn't I see you when I went to Saint-Antoine Avenue?"

"That might be because I'm hungry and went to eat." Qiu Yihan didn't dare to meet Qiu Jingwen's eyes, and whispered.

"Oh. What about your drawing board? Let me see what works you have today, and see if Yihan's painting level has improved." Qiu Jingwen said with a concerned expression.

"Aunt——" Qiu Yihan said in embarrassment: "I lost the drawing board. I also forgot where I put it. It may be in a cafe or a bookstore——I will look for it tomorrow."

"It's fine if you can't find it." Qiu Jingwen was not prepared to get entangled in this issue.She came over and took Qiu Yihan's hand, and said, "Go, I'll show you something."

"What?" Qiu Yihan asked.

"You'll find out when you go and have a look." Qiu Jingwen said in a riddle.

Qiu Yihan was dragged to the studio by her aunt, Qiu Jingwen said to Qiu Yihan, "Close your eyes."

So, Qiu Yihan obediently closed her eyes.

"No peeking," Qiu Jingwen said.

Qiu Yihan hurriedly closed her eyes that were trying to sneak a peek through the gap between her fingers, which means that I will definitely not peek this time.

In front of her closest relatives, Qiu Yihan is still a little childish.

"Okay. You can open your eyes now." Qiu Jingwen said.

Qiu Yihan opened his eyes, and saw a dazzling golden color in front of him.

"Ah. "Rye Field"." Qiu Yihan exclaimed. "Auntie, you also painted "Wheat Field"?"

Qiu Jingwen shook his head.

Qiu Yihan looked at the work seriously, and then saw the framed picture, and said, "Is this the one from El Raffarin's house?"

"Yes. Today El Raffarin came and brought you this painting. He also said that as long as you like it, he is very happy."

"Let him make a price." The smile on Qiu Yihan's face slowly faded, and he said, "I'll buy it."

"Yihan. Er didn't mean that." Qiu Jingwen persuaded.If she really ran to convey Qiu Yihan's words, it would definitely drive El Raffarin crazy.El Raffarin wasn't here for the money.

"That's what I mean." Qiu Yihan said. "Auntie, I have no other meaning besides this."