Return of Ex-Wife: President, Please Let Me Go

Guan Lingling lay on the table and thought of Xia Yi's previous paintings. Her level was too poor.

However, there was no inspiration in her mind and she couldn't draw a better picture. These days, she has been struggling with this matter and read a lot of relevant books, but there is nothing she can do.

Finally, Guan Lingling thought of Xia Yi.

All day, Guan Lingling just sat in the company in a daze.

I feel like my head is full of paste. Where is there any inspiration.

She looked up and saw the circle drawn on the desk calendar. In two days, she had to hand in the painting the day after tomorrow, otherwise she might be dismissed directly.

Looking at the company logo on the desk calendar, yunmengxuan fashion design company, this is her dream place, but

Guan Lingling buried her head in a pile of garbage paintings again.

She was desperate. The last thing she thought of was Xia Yi. It was absolutely OK according to Xia Yi's level.

So after getting off work that day, Guan Lingling decided to ask for leave the next day to find Xia Yi.

Chu Meng agreed with her to ask for leave. Although she was very unhappy and was very dissatisfied with Guan Lingling's performance, Guan Lingling can't care so much now.

When Xia Yi heard from the housekeeper that Guan Lingling came again, she wondered why she came again so soon.

She usually doesn't go out much. Except for class, she basically studies at home.

However, she is still very happy when friends come to her.

Guan Lingling came in and saw Xia Yi drawing a draft. Her eyes began to shine. "Did you draw these?"

Xia Yi personally brought her a drink and put it at the table. Looking at her admiring appearance, she smiled and said, "that's a few design drafts I drew casually. It's not formal. I'm laughing."

Xia Yi has always believed that although Guan Lingling only works in a small company, she must be more experienced than herself as a designer for so many years, so she still respects her in this regard.

"Casually painted?" Guan Lingling couldn't believe her eyes. The level of this casually painted painting was several grades higher than herself, but she didn't say anything. She just put those paintings on the table.

The two sat down to chat, but Guan Lingling's eyes were always looking at the painting on the tea table.

Xia Yi noticed, "what's the matter? Is there a problem with the painting?"

"There's a little problem, but it's not a big problem." Guan Lingling pretended to understand.

Xia Yi immediately believed her words and looked serious. "Is it true? Then help me see what the problem is. I study at home alone. Sometimes there is no professional person to tell me. There are too many students around the school teachers, sometimes too perfunctory."

Then Xia Yi took the painting to Guan Lingling and asked her to help.

Guan Lingling frowned and pretended to read the drawings one by one. In fact, her mind was full of thinking about how to take away these things.

"Do you have any other paintings? I want to see them together." Guan Lingling made an excuse.

"Upstairs, but not much."

"It's all right. Go and bring it to me. Maybe I can tell you something."

Xia Yi believed it. She didn't think much. Anyway, these paintings are usually used to practice hand painting, and some are required by the teacher.

"Then wait here and I'll bring it to you." Xia Yi got up and went upstairs.

While she was upstairs, Guan Lingling hurriedly took out her mobile phone and took pictures of Xia Yi's summer clothes.

It happened that at this time, I found my aunt and brought out some snacks.

Seeing what she seemed to be doing there, Guan Lingling quickly put away her mobile phone, smiled awkwardly at Aunt Zhao and took a snack.

"Mrs. Shen is really very polite."

Aunt Zhao frowned and didn't notice anything wrong. She just felt that the man was a little sneaky, "take your time."

Xia Yi came down from upstairs and took a lot of paintings in her hand and asked Guan Lingling to give her some advice.

Guan Lingling couldn't help exclaiming when she saw those paintings. "You are so talented. If you don't have talent, how can you draw such paintings just after learning."

Xia Yi was praised and said with a smile, "I studied some art courses in college before, so I can't beat me in painting, mainly fashion design. What do you think?"

Xia Yi simply blinked and stared at Guan Lingling.

She didn't have time to answer Xia Yi's questions. She looked at Xia Yi's paintings seriously one by one. It was a series of clothes.

Guan Lingling was so obsessed with reading that she wanted to take all these paintings away.

At this time, Shen Mohan came in from the outside. Xia Yi and Guan Lingling were too involved in talking, so he didn't notice that Shen Mohan had come back from work.

"Hmm? You're back." Xia Yi got up and Guan Lingling stood up.

Shen Mohan saw a stranger at home with Xia Yi's paintings in his hand. He came forward a few steps and grabbed them from Guan Lingling.

"Don't you look at the time? When is it?"

Xia Yi suddenly noticed the problem of time, "ah, today my friend came and talked too happily, so she forgot." she also had to prepare dinner.

Shen Mo glanced at Guan Lingling coldly, "who are you? Why are you holding Xia Yi's painting?"

Guan Lingling was a little embarrassed. "I was a colleague of Xia Yi's former company. I came to see Xia Yi today. She showed me these paintings and wanted me to give her some opinions."

"Can you read these original things casually? What do you do?" Shen Mohan asked, which embarrassed Guan Lingling.

Xia Yi hurried out, "Mo Han is also a designer. She has more experience than me, so help me have a look."

Shen Mo Han glared back at Xia Yi, "how can you show this kind of thing to irrelevant people? Is there water in your brain?"

Shen Mohan didn't seem to give Guan Lingling a good face at all.

Guan Lingling hurriedly picked up her bag, said goodbye to Xia Yi and left in a hurry.

Xia Yi was angry and rushed to Shen Mohan. "What's the matter with you? You've been shot? I just showed my friend the painting. What's the matter?"

"Stupid woman." Shen Mohan scolded angrily without explanation.

Xia Yi was even more dissatisfied. He grabbed Shen Mohan's arm and asked him to face himself, "where am I stupid? She is my friend."

"Do you know that you can't show these things to others casually, not to mention that the person is still a designer. Don't you worry that your things will be stolen by others?"

Xia Yi was stunned for a moment. Unexpectedly, Shen Mohan would consider this layer, and his tone eased suddenly. "But... No, I'm also a designer, and I've entered a large company. Maybe people still despise these paintings."

Xia Yi always thought his paintings were very ordinary.