Mr. Bo, please stop

Chapter 316 Just an old friend

"Shanshan, why are you so ignorant? Who can't tell that Bo Yiheng loves Qin Xiaoai so much? If he liked you, he would have been with you a long time ago. It's not that he doesn't know how much you treat him these few years. emotion."

Yin Jue frowned, sat on the sofa next to him, and spoke in a cold voice.

In Yin Jue's view, that man Bo Yiheng was indifferent and had no feelings at all, but when he went to the imperial capital that time and saw him behave because of Qin Xiaoai, he was wrong...

It's not that that man has no feelings, but that he hasn't waited for someone worthy of his feelings.

Yin Shanshan has lived in a shelter since she was a child, and she has lived the highest life. She always feels that she is the best, but she just doesn't understand that feelings have nothing to do with status.

Yin Shanshan looked at Yin Jue with disdain, and stopped talking.
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In the living room, Qin Xiaoai was sitting there, with the president's wife in front of her.

Bo Yiheng told her that she can ignore anyone in the presidential palace, but after all, they have such a high status, if they really ignore them, will it appear that she doesn't understand the general situation?
The servants brought good coffee.

"Sorry, I'm pregnant and I can't drink coffee."

Qin Xiaoai replied with a smile, in fact, it was Bo Yiheng who refused to let her drink coffee.

"Change the milk." The President's wife looked at the servants and ordered.

After the servant left, the lady began to talk about business.

"I heard that you studied art?"

Qin Xiaoai nodded. She did major in fine arts in college, and she also inadvertently cooperated with Magnificent Culture during college.

She is famous for her illustrations.

"I have a painting. It has been damaged for a long time. I want you to help me paint a new one. I wonder if it is possible?" Madam said.

Qin Xiaoai frowned, surprised, she was called to come because of a painting?

"Madam's paintings should be very precious. I may not have such a good technique."

Qin Xiaoai didn't want to accept it in her heart, after all, she didn't know the real purpose.

Qin Xiaoai used to be careless, and experienced too many sinister people, until the end, she would not know a person's purpose at all.

"It's not precious. It's just an old friend. I haven't seen him for many years and I want to keep it."

"You don't have to worry too much, I trust your skills."

As the president's wife spoke, she waved to the people behind her, and the servant immediately took a painting and handed it to Qin Xiaoai.

"Old friend?" Qin Xiaoai frowned as she looked at the simple figure on the paper.

She said this is her old friend?

The painting in her hand was obviously drawn by Qin Xiaoai thousands of times. Every time she was bored, in a bad mood, or helpless, she would pick up a pen and sketch on the paper casually, and every time, it was It looks like this in the painting.

No coloring, just a black pencil outline...

"Ma'am, you are joking. This sentence is just composed of simple lines. It can't be regarded as a work of hard work. You can find someone to restore it."

Qin Xiaoai didn't believe that such a low-level painting, she, a dignified wife of the president, couldn't find someone to repaint it?
Why did you find her.

"Miss Qin also said that it's just a careless work, and it should be a simple matter for you. Since you're here, why don't you help me with this?"

Miss Qin was inexplicably flustered by these words.

"Ma'am, do you know the person in the painting? Who is it? Why don't you have a good picture to think about?" Qin Xiaoai looked at the drawing paper carefully, moving her hand a little bit around, and finally stopped on the cheek of the person in the painting ...

(End of this chapter)