Devil CEO's Sweet Wife

I thought there wouldn't be any interesting shops in the back. When I saw a gallery, I couldn't help but stop.

There are four paintings in the transparent window, two of them are ivy, one is a pond, the other is two children playing, two small people squatting on the beach, one of them reaches out and pokes a crab on the ground.

With the flow of thoughts, he actually thought of the event that the four members of their family went to Erhai Lake. The pictures of happiness appeared in his mind one by one, with a warm taste, which made him smile.

When Leng Yu came over, he was stunned to see Li Muran standing in front of the window. He was shocked. He suddenly looked into the painting room and saw that Shen Qingyou was not there. He was relieved.

"Mr. Li, I didn't expect to see you in such a place. It's a pleasure to meet you."

Two people also have some status in the mall, but also know each other's identity. Li Muran nodded to him slightly, and a trace of doubt flashed through his eyes.

"I didn't expect to meet Mr. Leng here."

Seeing this, he chuckled twice, his eyelashes trembled slightly, which covered the flash of a dark light under his eyes.

"This is the studio of a friend of mine. I just came here to see it today."

His words were reasonable, and he could not find any suspicious places. Li Muran dispelled his doubts, and his eyes fell back to the painting in front of him.

"I find this painting very interesting. I wonder if I can see its author?"

Leng Yu was going to tell him that the other party didn't have time, but seeing that he seemed very interested in the painting, he worried that he would order someone to investigate and expose Shen Qingyou's existence, so he agreed with a smile.

Then, in his presence, he dialed his personal assistant. Because his home is near Chinatown, he didn't delay much time when he came.

"This is my friend Kelly, the author of the painting."

Kaili has been with Leng Yu for three years. It takes only one look to make her understand him. She looks up at Li Muran, raises a smile and reaches out her hand.

"Hello, I'm glad you like my paintings."

Seeing the visitor, Li Muran was quite disappointed. But on second thought, it was unrealistic for him to expect that the author of the painting was Xing Rushi.

After that, they talked for a while. Li Muran bought the painting and left. Looking at his back, Leng Yu slightly hooked the corner of his lips and showed a meaningful smile.

Shen Qingyou takes the children to the park next to her to sketch. When she sees Leng Yu and Kelly sitting in the studio, she is a little stunned.

"What are you doing here?"

He grinned and shrugged his shoulders. He stepped up to her and raised his eyebrows at her. His eyes were full of laughter. Because he looks very beautiful, let a person for a time some absentminded.

"Of course, I've come to invite you, this beautiful lady, to have lunch with me. I wonder if you would like to have a treat, beautiful lady? By the way, I made up my mind just now to sell one of your paintings. I hope you can forgive my rudeness

She was a little surprised to see him say that. Compared with famous artists, those words were so different. She really couldn't figure out why anyone would buy her own paintings.

He took the check in his hand and looked at the string of zeros on it. She turned her lips unexpectedly. Kelly finished the task and left the room for them.

Shen Qingyou had intended to refuse, but his stomach was very untimely, and he could only swallow the words that had reached his throat.

"As a thank you, I'll treat you to dinner today."

Leng Yu said good, his eyes narrowed into a straight line, so that people could not see the God color in his eyes. Because the children didn't finish class until one o'clock, they waited for about half an hour before closing the studio door and driving to the nearby western restaurant.

Taking advantage of his parking space, she went to the restaurant first. Unexpectedly, a car rushed towards her.

In the shrill sound of the trumpet, her body was frightfully stiff. She knew it was dangerous, but she couldn't move a cent.

It seems that something flashed in her mind. She wanted to catch it, but she always caught the boundless nothingness.

The influx of too many memory fragments made her a little unable to digest for a while. The whole head was full of chaos and sharp pain. She even breathed a little bit, and her feet were even softer. She was going to squat down.

The distance between her and the car was getting closer and closer. The other side was more anxious. The horn sounded faster and faster, but the speed did not slow down at all.

Seeing this, Leng Yu quickly reflected that there should be something wrong with the car. Almost in an instant, he rushed up from one side, grabbed Xing Rushi's hand, and let her run into his arms.

Although Shen Qingyou was not heavy, she still felt a dull pain on her bones, and her feet were staggering because of the momentum.The two fell to the ground together, because behind them was the flower bed. In order to prevent Shen Qingyou from getting hurt, Leng Yu held her tightly in her arms, but her elbow made a crack when she hit the edge of the flower bed.