The wealthy and ugly, the president's bride

Chapter 49 How can I sell the portrait of my favorite woman to others casually?
Lei Yixiang's eyes fell on Liang Tingting's outstretched right hand, and he shook hands with her after a little hesitation.

Zeng Li knew that he was obsessed with cleanliness, perhaps it was the reason that the two were childhood sweethearts. They didn't like contact with the opposite sex, let alone have physical contact with the opposite sex.

"Is this the painting you're talking about?" After greeting Lei Yixiang, Liang Tingting warmly took Zeng Li's arm again, stood in front of the oil painting, and began to look at it carefully.

In all fairness, she doesn't like this kind of portraits, especially the ones that are so vivid. If they go back and hang them on the wall like other people's photos in their own home, it will feel awkward.

However, Liang Tingting could see that the relationship between Zeng Li and the author of this painting was unusual, so she nodded and praised, "That's right, I really like it."

The price is only [-], and she is willing to be a favor.

Liang Tingting turned to Lei Yixiang again, and said with a smile, "I've decided on this painting, but I'm not allowed to sell it to others at a high price."

Lei Yixiang glanced at Zeng Li, then nodded slightly, and said, "I'm sorry, I want to keep this painting as a private collection, and it won't be auctioned."

Liang Tingting...

I didn't like this oil painting at first, and I wanted to be a good person because of Zeng Li's face, but this man... didn't know what to do!
Liang Tingting is also a strong master. Hearing Lei Yixiang's explanation, she immediately felt a little displeased. She raised her eyebrows and looked at Lei Yixiang with a half-smile.

"Mr., are you kidding me? If you don't sell it? Why are you hanging here if you don't sell it?"

"Sorry," Lei Yixiang nodded apologetically again, the corners of his lips always maintaining a polite arc.

"I originally wanted to auction it off, but now I've regretted it. How can I sell the portraits of the women I love the most casually to others."

Liang Tingting...

Unexpectedly, Lei Yixiang would explain it like this, and turned to look at Zeng Li beside him, his expression slightly surprised, could it be... just now she... made a mistake?
No way?She is the most accurate judge of people, how could it be...

On the other hand, Zeng Li bit his lower lip tightly, and the arm held by Liang Tingting was trembling slightly.

Looking down, she actually thought of it when Lei Yixiang said that she would keep it as a private collection, but one by one
Saying it from his mouth in person, shattered her last bit of self-deception in an instant.

"Are you okay?" Feeling that something was wrong with Zeng Li, Liang Tingting gently shook her arm and asked softly.

Zeng Li raised his eyes, turned to look at Liang Tingting, raised the corners of his lips trembling, and said in a slightly hoarse voice, "I'm fine."

Then he turned back to look at Lei Yixiang who was opposite him, tried hard not to let the corners of his lips collapse, and stretched out his slender and white hands.

"congratulations."

Lei Yixiang lowered his eyes and landed on Zeng Li's hand that was raised in the air. He didn't move for a long time, his fine eyelashes trembled again and again, and then he slowly stretched out his hand.

"Thank you," two words, heavy and difficult, Lei Yixiang held Zeng Li's hand, tightly and reluctantly let go.

Perhaps, this should be the last close contact.

The image of Zeng Li being embraced by Mo Zhiqian appeared in front of him from time to time. He didn't hold grudges or hatred for Zeng Li's choice. He hated her selfishness and left him alone.

"It's getting late, I should go back," Zeng Li waved his hand slightly, and Lei Yixiang let go.

Turning around, facing Liang Tingting who was inquiring, Zeng Li bent his lips, "Sorry, I can't help you today,"

"It doesn't matter, anyway, I don't know how to appreciate it. It's a waste to buy it back, so let's leave it to someone who knows how to appreciate it." Liang Tingting said with a smile, letting go of Zeng Li's arm, "Let's go out together when we have time." Drink coffee."

"Okay," Zeng Li responded politely, then nodded slightly to the two, and walked quickly to the gate of the exhibition hall.

Only she knew in her heart that even if she lingered for a few more seconds, she would not be able to hold back the tears.

"Sir, you've broken a woman's heart!" Liang Tingting said in a toneless manner, then turned and left.

Lei Yixiang withdrew his gaze, glanced at Liang Tingting, and then turned his gaze to the fleeing figure again.

(End of this chapter)