Siheyuan: Start with senior technicians

Chapter 185

"What kind of person is he?" Xu Li opened her eyes wide and stared at Yang Weibiao.

At this time, Yang Weibiao had no time to care about anything else.

He picked up the brush and started painting on the white rice paper.

Peng Jiahe watched from the side.

Yang Weibiao painted very fast, and in just a few minutes, Xu Li's outline appeared on the paper.

Peng Jiahe was shocked.

The way Yang Weibiao paints is really impressive.

At least in her opinion, Yang Weibiao should be on the right track.

"This guy is so awesome. He can actually draw." Peng Jiahe thought to himself.

The proficiency in painting has given Yang Weibiao master-level painting skills. Every movement he makes is elegant and unrestrained, copying the beautiful scene of Xu Li in front of him on the white rice paper.

The first step of outlining has been completed.

Peng Jiahe next to him was stunned.

Just this outline is exactly the same as Xu Li's.

Peng Jiahe really wanted to ask Yang Weibiao how he did it.

But she knew that at this time, she could not disturb Yang Weibiao.

Xu Li's heart was filled with infinite expectations.

It is a woman's nature to love beauty, and who doesn't want their beautiful appearance to be recorded forever.

What's more, it's a very, very romantic and gentle thing to be painted on paper by someone you have a crush on.

She stood there, maintaining her original posture, motionless.

She is not a model. If she were normal, she would never be able to achieve this high level of concentration.

It was anticipation, excitement, and that wonderful feeling for Yang Weibiao that supported her.

"Sister Li, stand firm, you'll be fine soon!" Yang Weibiao said.

He has already started working on the details.

The room became very quiet.

Brush brush!
The sound of the brush hitting the rice paper filled the entire living room.

Xu Li's big waves were drawn, followed by her perfect face, willow eyebrows, and big, smart and beautiful eyes.

All details are perfectly restored.

Peng Jiahe covered his mouth, fearing that he would make a sound and affect Yang Weibiao.

At this moment, she was astonished.

The details have been taken care of.

The last step is color.

Yang Weibiao opened the paint cap and used it freely without leaving any trace.

Layers of paint are applied to the rice paper, and Xu Li in the painting becomes more and more vivid.

The delicate and smooth skin, the big brown waves, and the shining skirt are perfectly presented in Yang Weibiao's brushstrokes.

"Okay!" Yang Weibiao dragged out a long stroke, and the painting was completed!
Peng Jiahe had already screamed. "It's so beautiful, so beautiful! It feels like Sister Li in the painting has come to life."

Xu Li ignored her sore and swollen feet. At this moment, she was as curious and excited as a little girl.

She stood next to Yang Weibiao and looked at herself in the painting.

It was the same, exactly the same her.

The restoration degree is 100%.

She covered her mouth in excitement, and there was light shining in her eyes.

So beautiful, so beautiful!

Not only beautiful, but real.

It's even more delicate than what's captured on camera.

"How do you feel?" Yang Weibiao stood up, stretched, and looked at Xu Li with a smile.

"It's unbelievable." Xu Li said.

"gave it to you!"

"A good painting should be given as a gift to a beautiful woman! A perfect match!" Yang Weibiao said with a smile.

Just now, he was just acting on a whim.

Now that the work has been completed, he himself is quite satisfied.

The feeling I had when I was painting just now was so vivid and joyful!

Xu Li took the painting and looked at it blankly.

She decided to frame the painting and hang it in the most conspicuous place in her room.

"Thank you, Yang Weibiao!" Xu Li looked at Yang Weibiao, her eyes full of complicated emotions.

"It's a small matter. You were very cooperative just now, otherwise I wouldn't be able to paint this picture so perfectly." Yang Weibiao said.

Yang Weibiao stretched out his hands, followed Xu Li's delicate body, from top to bottom, held it up, and slid down.

His action was quite ambiguous.

Xu Li stood there and let him gesture.

Her eyes were very complicated, with excitement and apprehension, full of contradictions.

“This is my first painting, it’s very memorable!”

"I will treasure it for the rest of my life!" Xu Li said.

At this time, Peng Jiahe couldn't help but speak, breaking the artistic conception between the two.

"Brother Yang, you are so awesome, why are you so good at painting?"

Xu Li was also full of curiosity about this.

Yang Weibiao is only in his twenties at best.

But judging from his painting skills, he has at least decades of skill.

This is really an incredible thing.

"My painting skills can only be said to be average, not very good."

"Of course, if you want to learn, I can teach you!" Yang Weibiao said.

"I don't want to learn yet, but, Brother Yang, can you draw one for me too?"

Peng Jiahe took Yang Weibiao's hand and shook it.

She started acting coquettishly.

Yang Weibiao glanced at her.

Pointing at her breasts and butt with one finger, he shook his head and said, "Compared to Sister Li, your figure looks a bit petite."

What he meant was that Peng Jiahe's breasts were not big enough and his butt was not high enough.

"Brother Yang, you are petite and exquisite. You have the beauty of being petite and exquisite."

"You can't discriminate against me just because my breasts and ass are not as good as Sister Li's!" Peng Jiahe said.

Under Peng Jiahe's persistent pursuit, Yang Weibiao could only pick up the pen again and made a painting for Peng Jiahe.

Peng Jiahe dressed as a maid is worthy of Yang Weibiao's writing!
Peng Jiahe stood in front of Yang Weibiao. She showed a very peaceful expression and her posture was very ladylike.

There was a faint smile on her face.

Peng Jiahe is aware of his irritable and rebellious personality.

She did not hope that she would still be that kind of person under Yang Weibiao's painting brush.

Seeing this scene, Yang Weibiao couldn't help but joke.

"Jiahe, don't restrain yourself, let go and show your truest side."

"I think your normal look is fine. The ladylike approach is not suitable for you!"

Peng Jiahe puffed up his cheeks and said, "No, you laugh at me every day."

"Ha ha!"

Yang Weibiao began to write.

He drew the most beautiful side of Peng Jiahe on the paper with ease.

Peng Jiahe in the painting is gentle and quiet. Even though she is wearing a maid uniform, she still has a quiet and noble temperament.

Like a princess coming out of the royal court.

Peng Jiahe took the painting from Yang Weibiao and carefully protected it as if he were holding a supreme treasure.

She even couldn't believe it.

"Is it really me in the painting?" Peng Jiahe looked at Yang Weibiao blankly.

"Of course it's you." Yang Weibiao said.

"Jiahe, you are so beautiful to begin with!" Xu Li said.

Peng Jiahe stared blankly at the painting, and unknowingly burst into tears.

She said 'wow' and lay in Yang Weibiao's arms and cried bitterly.

Everyone actually has a dual personality.

On the surface, Peng Jiahe is perverse, violent, rebellious and willful, but deep down, she longs for tranquility and a kind of tenderness.

All the exaggerations and excessive behaviors on the surface are just to cover up the uneasiness deep inside.

Yang Weibiao seemed to have insight into her heart and painted that side of her heart in the painting.

Touched the softest part of her heart!

"What's the matter, you're so good, why are you crying?"

Yang Weibiao hugged her and stroked her long, silky hair with one hand.

Peng Jiahe didn't speak, just hugged Yang Weibiao tightly.

Yang Weibiao and Xu Li looked at each other and communicated with their eyes.

Xu Li pulled Peng Jiahe from Yang Weibiao's arms.

"Jiahe, you've been tired for a long day today. Let's go rest. I'll sleep with you tonight!" Xu Li said softly.

"Yeah!" Peng Jiahe held the painting and went back to the room with Xu Li.

She has always had some mental problems.

Xu Li is a psychiatrist, and Yang Weibiao believes that Xu Li can enlighten her and help her recover.

"What a fragile little girl!" Yang Weibiao shook his head and went back to his room to sleep.

The next day, when Yang Weibiao got up, breakfast was already ready.

Peng Jiahe is drinking milk.

This girl seems to be recovering well. She had probably forgotten what happened last night.

Breakfast includes eggs, toast, and fried ham.

Yang Weibiao looked at it and asked, "Where is your sister Li?"

"Who made breakfast?"

"Sister Li has gone to work. Of course I made breakfast. Have you brushed your teeth? Hurry up and eat!" Peng Jiahe greeted.

Yang Weibiao sat next to Peng Jiahe, stretched out a hand and flicked the seeds on her head.

"You damn girl, do you dare to say that you made breakfast? I'm afraid your sister Li didn't get up early and make breakfast before going to work."

Peng Jiahe smiled awkwardly.

Unexpectedly, Yang Weibiao found out.

"Although I didn't make breakfast, I was there to help!" Peng Jiahe said confidently.

"By the way, Yang Weibiao, I want to tell you a secret about Sister Li."

Peng Jiahe deliberately looked mysterious.

"What secret?" Yang Weibiao pretended to be curious.

"Are you single?" Peng Jiahe asked.

"I'm single, but I'm not single, what's wrong?" Yang Weibiao asked.

"Here's your great opportunity."

"Sister Li's parents have been urging her to get married, and she lives alone, feeling empty, lonely and cold. She longs for a man who can give her care and security."

Peng Jiahe looked at Yang Weibiao teasingly.

"This is what I learned from Sister Li after a lot of effort last night. How should you thank me?"

"You are an underage brat, why do you like to meddle in our adults' affairs so much?" Yang Weibiao pinched her cheek angrily.

"What's going on with your sister Li has nothing to do with me," Yang Weibiao said.

"Hey, you're pretending now." Peng Jiahe showed a look of disdain.

"I don't know who it was yesterday, but I was very excited to draw pictures for others."

"Sister Li is such a nice person. Are you really not moved at all?"

Yang Weibiao glanced at her. "Eat your food and wash the bowls after you finish the meal. Also, clean all the rooms!"

"That's too much. You should at least help!" Peng Jiahe was very unhappy.

At this time, Yang Weibiao's phone rang.

"Master Yang finally answered my call!"

Jiang Lai's strange voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yang Weibiao was a little confused. Is this girl making trouble again?

Didn't you already help her resolve her worries?

Yang Weibiao is a bit over the top. If Jiang Lai takes the initiative to look for him, there must be nothing good going on.

"Can you talk properly?" Yang Weibiao asked.

"I'm just talking nicely. Young Master Yang didn't expect him to be an invisible second-generation rich man. I really can't tell. He spends a lot of money on a girl, buying a car and a house."

"The beauty is hidden in the golden house?" Yang Weibiao was completely confused by Jiang Lai's strange annoyance.

What did he do wrong? Where did you mess with this girl? It seems not.

Logically speaking, he also helped Jiang Lai a lot, and the other party should be grateful to him.

More importantly, how could the news about him buying a car and a house reach Jiang Lai's ears?

"Isn't it strange, how do I know that you are a hidden beauty in a golden house?"

"This is the Magic City, okay? It's our Jiang family's territory. What's more, buying a house on Financial Innovation Street is the most expensive one. How could I not know that!"

Jiang Lai's cold voice came from the other end of the phone.

Yang Weibiao touched his forehead and felt tired.

Damn it, it seems that if he makes some big moves in Magic City, the other party will probably know about it.

Forget it, Yang Weibiao was too lazy to pay attention.

He said coldly, "What do you want from me?"

"Can't I come to you if nothing happens? I, Jiang Lai, come to find you, shouldn't you be happy?" Jiang Lai said angrily.

She was really convinced by Yang Weibiao.

If other people in this big magic city were approached by her, Jiang Lai, they would probably be happy and wish they could kneel on the ground to welcome her arrival.

Yang Weibiao was good and ignored her.

How could such a weirdo appear in this world? Jiang Lai didn't understand.

However, the more this happened, the more Jiang Lai became curious about Yang Weibiao.

The inexplicable temperament and mysterious feeling about Yang Weibiao kept tickling her heart, making her want to know everything about Yang Weibiao.

Therefore, many times, she subconsciously sought out Yang Weibiao.

"Come out and have a drink with me!" Jiang Lai's tone softened.

She knew that her arrogance and status would have no effect in front of Yang Weibiao.

"Drinking again?"

"Don't you already understand the truth of the matter? You should have come out by now, right?" Yang Weibiao was a little surprised.

"I'm happy, aren't I?"

"Come out quickly, I'll wait for you at my villa!" Jiang Lai said.

"If you don't come, be careful I come to your house to bother you." Jiang Lai threatened viciously.

After hanging up the phone, Yang Weibiao was speechless.

How could there be such a messy woman?

Shouldn't a beautiful woman like Jiang Lai be aloof?

"Who made the call just now?" Peng Jiahe looked at Yang Weibiao curiously.

"Don't ask too many questions about adults' matters, little brat."

"I'm going out, remember to wash the dishes, and then go home and see your grandma."

Yang Weibiao warned and went out.

He first went to the car dealership to pick up the car, and then drove to Jiang Lai's villa.

Beep beep beep!
Yang Weibiao parked his car in front of Jiang Lai's villa. He deliberately didn't get out of the car and kept honking the horn.

After pressing the button for several minutes, Jiang Lai finally made some movement in the villa.

She came out. "Who is so incompetent?"

She came to Yang Weibiao's Paramela with an angry expression.

Yang Weibiao rolled down the window, took off his sunglasses, and raised the corners of his mouth.

His movement was done in one go. Jiang Lai stared at him, stunned.

"Hey, are you a nymphomaniac? Have you never seen a handsome guy?"

Yang Weibiao stretched out his hand and waved it in front of her eyes.

Only then did Jiang Lai react, and a faint blush appeared on her pretty face.

Today, she is still wearing red makeup.

The makeup is gorgeous and the passion is fiery.

"Can you stop being so narcissistic? Who cares about you? If you sound the horn so early in the morning, can you have some quality?" Jiang Lai started to quibble.

"I'm sorry, but my quality is not enough to make a living."

"Didn't you treat me to a drink? Why don't you ask me to get out of the car?"

Yang Weibiao stretched out a hand and gently slid it over her handsome and smooth face.

There was a hint of frivolity in his expression, and his eyes were intriguing.

Jiang Lai looked at Yang Weibiao, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and one of her hands lifted up her skirt.

"Do you think I am beautiful today? Do you want it?"

There was a defiant look in her eyes.

"Don't be so beautiful. I just felt sweat on my hands just now, and I wanted to use your face covered with makeup to absorb the sweat."

Yang Weibiao smiled.

Jiang Lai stamped his feet angrily.

What was originally such a beautiful scene was actually directly described as disgusting by Yang Weibiao, and she suddenly lost her mood.

She opened the door and sat in the passenger seat, "Let's go!"

"If I wasn't going to your house for a drink, where else would I go?" Yang Weibiao was a little surprised.

"I don't have any good wine at home, so go to my brother's private villa. He got another batch of good wine!" Jiang Lai said.

This Jiang Lai's strength is a trap.

"Have you not walked out yet?" Yang Weibiao looked at Jiang Lai and frowned slightly.

"Don't worry, a scum like Chen Fang doesn't deserve my sympathy or sadness at all."

"I just want to thank you for helping me get out of this predicament, so I'm buying you a drink!" Jiang Lai rarely said a serious word to Yang Weibiao.

I have to say that she is quite pleasing to the eye even if she is not a monster.

"Haha, you are just a female drunkard. You drink when you are happy, and you drink when you are unhappy."

"Not only do you drink by yourself, but you also drag others with you!"

"Tell me, how could there be a person like you in the world who deliberately tortures people?" Yang Weibiao said.

"Yes, I was sent down by God to torture you on purpose."

Jiang Lai stood up from the passenger seat and hugged Yang Weibiao.

"I will be your little goblin who tortures you for the rest of your life!"

At this moment, Jiang Lai's charming eyes are as charming as silk, which makes people's hearts flutter!
Yang Weibiao was driving and ignored her.

Knowing that Jiang Lai likes to pursue excitement, how could Yang Weibiao do what she wants.

At this moment, Yang Weibiao was like Liu Xiahui, who was still in her arms.

Not long after, they arrived in front of Jiang Haokun's private villa.

Jiang Lai took out the key and the two of them walked in.

The villa that had been almost destroyed by them had now been completely renovated, all the furniture and decorations had been renovated, and the wine cabinets had been replaced with a batch of famous wines.

I have to admit that Jiang Haokun is indeed very angry.

"How do you want to drink today? Are you going to smash this place again after drinking?" Yang Weibiao looked at Jiang Lai.

(End of this chapter)