I, the first son, became a woman

Turning his eyes, his eyes scanned the pattern on the document several times.

After a while, Ye Ning suddenly smiled and nodded his head.

"I'm also considering this house recently. The place is big and the price is reasonable."

Taking a deep breath, he blinked and nodded again.

"Okay, that's all."

After speaking, Ye Ning took out the one Xia Juan chose.

Then all the rest of the files were thrown aside.

"You haven't eaten dinner yet?"

Ye Ning gestured and glanced at the document Xia Juan had selected.

While casually raising his head, he asked Xia Juan.

"I just came back, so naturally I haven't eaten yet."

"But there's no rush to eat."

Turning his head, he looked at the old painter introduced by the matchmaker at the gate.

Xia Juan immediately smiled and lowered his head.

A pair of eyes fell tightly on Ye Ning's face.

In an instant, Ye Ning, who was in the Heavenly Tribulation Realm, naturally noticed it.

The movements of his hands stopped abruptly.

Then, he raised his head little by little, and met Xia Juan's eyes.

Confused, but also feel this meaning.

"Xia Juan..."

"I always feel like..."

"You seem a little weird today."

"There are so many weird anomalies."

Shaking his head and laughing.

Xia Juan waved his hand casually pretending to be generous, and then spoke again.

"I was going to find you for something, and I happened to meet together."

"Oh I got it……"

Raising his eyebrows, he nodded as if suddenly realizing.

Ye Ning sat down and closed the file.

"What's the matter, tell me."

"Well...it's easy."

How can I let Ye Ning stay well, and then ask the painter to draw his portrait.

First of all, I can't let the surname Ye notice anything strange and weird.

So... it has to be natural.

Or... at least not let him know his true purpose.

even……

Turning his eyes, Xia Juan had already thought a lot about these many methods when he came all the way.

But if you want to have some seamless and watertight methods, there is really no way.

After all... I want Ye to stay well and draw a portrait of him.

Once you hear it...it's not very reliable.

Unless... there is some bait that can confuse him!

And think about it.

Finally Xia Juan found out by himself.

You have to be the bait yourself.

After much thought and thought, Xia Juan suddenly came back to his senses in just a short moment.

Xia Juan lowered her head, looking nonchalant, as if nothing had happened.

"It's just...it's my business."

"Recently Bo Yin organized some kind of event, and wanted to promote Mr. Xia's takeout."

"So, I am going to ask me to co-shoot some portraits with many famous people, and publish them in Jianghu Daily or promotion upstairs."

"Promote our Young Master Xia's takeout."

"I thought to myself, it just so happens that you, Mr. Ye, are not considered a person in the capital."

"So...just treat me, Xia Juan, as a debtor to you, is that enough?!"

He raised his eyebrows and looked calm and breezy.

And looking at the way Xia Juan was talking in front of him.

Ye Ning was almost just hesitant and surprised.

Then he nodded thoughtfully.

"It's not that difficult, but..."

"Oh! But what!"

"The one named Ye, the artist is outside!"

"Before it's dark, we have to hurry up!"

Now Xia Juan is eager to hand over Ye Ning's portrait and information to the matchmaker.

Only in this way can one's own plan be implemented and planned.

For this matter.

She even took the initiative to "dedicate herself", and was ready to pull Ye Ning to draw a portrait with the other party.

After all... If he was standing by his side all the time, he would stay out of it.

The cleverness of this guy surnamed Ye might really be able to see the way.

That's why Xia Juan told Ye Ning.

It was said that Bo Yin was going to hold an event where he had a group photo with some big shots.

And I chose Ye Ning.

All of this is just to explain and dispel Ye Ning's doubts.

As for whether it will actually be published in Jianghu Daily in the future.

That is absolutely impossible.

But at that time, the person surnamed Ye was probably already in love with Li Ruoshui, and they hit it off.

nature……

For some reason, his eyes suddenly dimmed.

I always feel that the mood suddenly stops abruptly, which is a little weird.

Xia Juan frowned, lowered her head in doubt, and looked at the position of her heart.

By the time……

The one surnamed Ye is with Li Ruoshui.

nature……

That is...

You won't remember me anymore...

Hmm...haha...at that time...

I'm just... um... I'm just left alone.

You can also live your life well.

That...isn't it what I dreamed of...

Blinking his eyes absent-mindedly, he was a little lost and confused for a moment.

Until someone beside him pushed him.

Only then did Xia Juan tremble, and suddenly woke up.

"Miss Xia, you need to be more focused, the portrait you draw will be full and full of spirit."

Thirty feet away.

The old painter blocked the glow behind him.

With a pen in his hand, he was slowly drawing the scene in front of him stroke by stroke.

Xia Juan and Ye Ning sat quietly on two chairs side by side, close to each other.

The two looked ahead, with their hands resting on top of their legs.

It seems that a newly married couple is preparing to leave this sweet past and unforgettable youth.

It's just...they are husband and wife.

Although it is fake.

Shaking his head, he came back to his senses,

Xia Juan sat down again, quietly waiting for the painter to finish.

"What are you thinking about?"

Beside, open your mouth softly,

Ye Ning's mouth was moving, but his body was sitting upright, looking at the painter.

Why is this guy so serious about everything he does?

Isn't it just painting, why is it really necessary to be motionless like the old man said?

If you really want to stay still, you will die long ago.

At this moment, Xia Juan realized that he had really dug a hole for himself.

I don't know how long it has been now.

But judging by the old man's appearance, I'm afraid it will take some time before the portrait is completed.

Sitting quietly with Ye Ning for such a long time, without saying a word or moving.

For Xia Juan today, it can be said to be a kind of torture.

Just what else to do?

For this lifelong event surnamed Ye.

Also for his own "lifetime event."

Fight!

Chapter 759 The Virtuous Xia Juan

Time advances unknowingly.

The setting sun above the head had already faded away, turning into endless darkness.

Nannan and Zhaodi followed Xia Juan's order and lit many oil lamps around them.