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Chapter 271: Draw Again 1

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    "So, the matter between you and Xia Qiao should not be made public for the time being."

    Mr. Pei's words are really double standards. At the beginning when he also thought it was Xia Mo'er, he felt that he was too ignorant to give him a title.

    Well now, the old man disagreed.

    This incident has no impact on Pei Lichuan, and he doesn't care whether others know or not.

    "Grandpa, I didn't plan to do this! But I didn't plan, it doesn't mean that some people don't want to mess up this muddy water! Grandpa, you need to take care of yourself!"

    There was sarcasm in Pei Lichuan's words, and the old man was so angry.

    "Li Chuan, that's your younger brother! Don't say that. Although he has done bad things, he is still the Pei family and the pillar of Tokugawa!"

    Mr. Pei paused and said again: "Li Ming only cares about those shares. I'm not dead yet, so he can't reach out!"

    "Really? Then thank you grandpa, you saved me a lot of effort!" Pei Lichuan bared his teeth, and the corners of his lips were full of mockery.

    Mr. Pei heard his hidden meaning, and said angrily: "Li Chuan, don't think about it. Only depends on you! This company was once the painstaking effort of your mother, and now it is in your hands. I think  You will never let me down!"

    Speaking of only and his mother Zhang Mingzhu, Pei Lichuan's mood began to fluctuate.

    He has been at odds with Pei Jingyuan since he was a child, but he has always been grateful to Zhang Mingzhu who moved out of Pei's house, and often plays with her on weekends.

    It's just that when he was a little older, Pei Jingyuan sent him to boarding school, and then went abroad to study. He didn't see Zhang Mingzhu a few times throughout the year, and later he worked hard to become the best heir of Tokugawa. He vowed to get out of control, but he didn't expect  Zhang Mingzhu finally died by his side

    "Grandpa, I have something else to do, so I hang up." After Pei Lichuan said coldly, he hung up the phone with a snap.

    He put down his phone, opened the drawer, and took out a printed drawing, which was a sketch drawn by Xia Qiao, and the person in it was him.

    Pei Lichuan took a few glances, and the cold rage gradually dissipated.

    The surroundings returned to calm again.

    At noon, Xia Qiao accompanied Pei Lichuan to have lunch quietly. At first, Aunt Mei was worried about her hands, but after seeing that she was eating normally, she felt relieved.

    After lunch, Xiao He eagerly wanted to push Pei Lichuan, but the man waved at her to tell her to go away.

    "Xia Qiao, come with me."

    "Huh? What's the matter?" Xia Qiao asked, but followed up honestly.

    Not long after, they took the elevator up to the third floor, and Pei Lichuan pushed open the door of a room, which contained some drawing boards, brushes and paints

    "This is" Xia Qiao raised her eyebrows, stepped in and looked left and right curiously, "Wow! This is your studio? Do you know how to draw?"

    "Well, oil painting!" After finishing speaking, Pei Lichuan pointed to the cabinet in the corner, "There are charcoal pencils and paper in it."

    Xia Qiao opened it obediently, saw all kinds of pens and papers neatly arranged, and clapped her hands: "So many!"

    Xia Qiao's own family is in good condition, and she has learned a lot since she was a child. It is not unusual for a wealthy family like Pei Lichuan to be able to draw.

    It's just that she didn't expect so many.

    "Pei Lichuan, what are you doing?" Xia Qiao turned her head.

    The man turned his face to her, looked out of the window, and said lightly: "Draw me another picture!"

    Pei Lichuan is really good-looking, usually too cold, people will subconsciously be frightened by his air-conditioning, intimidated by his aura, so they will ignore his impeccable face.

    Now, the midday sun is reflecting intensely but enthusiastically on half of his face, his whole body seems to have been stripped of that layer of icy coat, and the rest is full of beauty and warmth.  (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com
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