Domineering Husband Spoils Me:Just a Little Bad

Xia Youning finished his painting and went to xuruogu Gallery when he had no class for a day.

Xuruogu Gallery doesn't sell paintings. It only sells them on behalf of others. The owner of the gallery gets a commission for every painting sold.

Xia Yuning pushes open the glass door, and the fragrance of tea overflows in the gallery. Guests come to the gallery, and the female boss is drinking tea with the guests.

The guest looks toward the door, Xia Youning is slightly stunned, but is surprised by this dignified lady.

Although she is nearly 50 years old, her style of acting is not comparable to that of ordinary women.

The lady's eyes have been on Xia Youning's face. The gallery owner said, "Xiao Xia, this is Mr. Jiang. We just held an exhibition in the art district a few days ago, but it's a pity you didn't come."

Xia you Ning doesn't know much about the circle of painters. She only paints to earn some money to supplement her life.

Xia Youning then smiles at Mr. Jiang. Mr. Jiang takes the painting from her hand, and a little exclamation flashes in her eyes.

Xia Youning thinks that the painting is really unprofessional. He doesn't understand where Mr. Jiang's exclamation comes from.

The owner of the gallery said with a smile, "Xiao Xia's paintings are not so common, but Mr. Jiang, you know, it's not so common for a girl who is so outstanding."

Xia Youning is a little ashamed. It's true that all the people who bought her paintings are men.

Although I only buy paintings, I even look at faces.

Mr. Jiang raised his eyes and looked at Xia Youning with a smile, then lowered his head and continued to look at her painting.

"How old are you? I'm so young. I don't specialize in fine arts. It's good to draw like this. I think someone will guide me? " Mr. Jiang's voice is gentle and gentle. It sounds very comfortable.

Xia Youning thought of learning painting. He was in a bad mood and said, "I learned some when I was a child."

Mr. Jiang nodded, did not say more, put down the painting, picked up a clean cup and poured a cup, "sit down and have a cup of hot tea, it's so cold outside."

Xia Youning usually gets very little attention. Except for Song Qi and mother song, no one has spoken to her so gently for a long time. I don't know how. She is a little moved in her heart. She doesn't like to be close to strangers, so she goes over and sits down beside Mr. Jiang.

What Mr. Jiang and the gallery owner talk about is all about the circle. Xia Youning just drinks tea beside him without interrupting. Mr. Jiang looks at Xia Youning from time to time. He looks at Xia Youning more often, but Xia Youning is a little embarrassed.

Xia Youning sat for a while to leave, stood up to say goodbye, teacher Jiang was surprised to say: "leave a phone."

Xia Youning was stunned, and the gallery owner patted her: "you child, Mr. Jiang wants you to call. You can have fun secretly. In the future, you don't have to worry about selling your paintings. Mr. Jiang has a lot of contacts and knows more buyers than me."

Xia Youning said with a smile, "thank you, Mr. Jiang."

Not very good at words, she had to take out her mobile phone, and teacher Jiang left each other a mobile phone number, and then said goodbye.

Xia Youning went back to school by subway. As soon as he got to the library gate, he bumped into a man who came out of the library, and the materials printed on white A4 paper were scattered all over the place.

"Oh, I'm scared to death! How do you walk? Don't you have eyes? "

From the opposite side, the girl's voice was full of beauty, anger and arrogance. At the same time, the strong smell of perfume and cosmetics had be caught off guard.