Domineering Husband Spoils Me:Just a Little Bad

Ye Cheng sorted out the paintings and put them in the file bag. After looking at the remaining things reluctantly, he put them in.

Before he zipped up, he suddenly remembered something. He had an idea. He picked up a piece of white paper and wrote a few lines on it with a pen.

Xia Yuning:

Honey, I miss you.

The signature is Ye Cheng, and then, with a certain year and a certain month and a certain day.

After finishing the writing, he carefully looked at it and found that he was in a better mood. He put the paper into the file bag, and then he zipped up the file bag and put it back in the drawer.

Lying on the bed, Ye Cheng said to herself that as long as she wrote 15 such letters, she could come back.

He bent his lips and took a long breath. Then he closed his eyes and went to sleep.

……

Xia Youning lay in Jiangnan restaurant for most of the day. The next morning, she received a message from her assistant telling her not to go to work. Ye Cheng told her to rest for at least a few more days to make her feet better and then go to the company.

Xia you Ning's foot is twisted, but not so can't walk, may be walking a little bit hard.

But it's not bad for her to separate from Ye Cheng for a few days and calm down a little.

So I gave the assistant a word "good".

However, Song Qi because the Department has important things, after breakfast in the restaurant to go to work.

Song's mother doesn't let Xia Youning work, so Xia Youning can only lie in bed and on the floor, which is very boring.

Just then, her cell phone rang.

She picked up, very happy, "Mr. Jiang."

"Xiao Xia, are you busy?"

"I'm not busy, Mr. Jiang. What can I do for you?"

"Why don't you come to the gallery if you're not busy? I happened to be here. When the gallery owner mentioned you just now, it occurred to me that last time I said I would give you two paintings, and your house would be hung up after decoration."

Mr. Jiang said that she had already said twice that she would not give face if she didn't accept the painting. Let alone that Mr. Jiang's painting was really good, she also liked it very much.

"Well, Mr. Jiang, you wait. I'll take a taxi right away."

"It's OK. Don't worry. We're having tea. You're here to sit down."

"Good."

Xia Youning put down the phone and immediately changed her clothes. Then she went downstairs to say hello to song's mother and called a taxi.

Xia Youning has hardly been to xuruogu Gallery since he came to Hongwei as an intern.

In the past, when she was short of money, the gallery owner helped her sell her paintings. Now her financial condition is much better, so after getting out of the taxi, she went to the nearby fruit shop to buy some better fruits.

Pushing open the door of the gallery, Xia Youning goes in with two bags full of fruits.

The gallery owner and Mr. Jiang were drinking tea. When they heard the news, they looked back. Seeing that she had mentioned so many fruits, the gallery owner immediately stood up and said, "Xiao Xia, why didn't you come for a while? Why are you so polite to me?"

Xia Youning put the fruit on the tea table.

"It's not polite. You used to help me."

When she said this, the gallery owner approached her and looked at her clothes. "Xiao Xia, you have been working recently, haven't you? I heard that you are interning in Hongwei. The salary of Hongwei's interns is very high, isn't it? You wear better than before."

Teacher Jiang also looked at Xia Youning and asked with a smile, "Xiao Xia, do you have a boyfriend? Is he rich?"

Xia Youning's face turned red. She regretted that she didn't put on her own clothes when she came out today. Most of the clothes she wore recently were from the wardrobe of Xinghe manor. They were all big brands.