Mo Xiaoyu sent Yang Fan to the door. The driver had been waiting in front of the car door to open the car door for him, then closed the car door and got in the car to leave. From the beginning to the end, the rear window did not open again, but Yang Fan was looking at Mo Xiaoyu, and Mo Xiaoyu Xiaoyu couldn't see her.
"Hey, brother-in-law, what's the situation?" Ji Shengjie asked.
"She will come again in the future, treat her well. If I am in Tangzhou, please notify me to come back immediately, and call me if I am not." Mo Xiaoyu said.
Mo Xiaoyu returned to the tea room on the second floor, looking at the tea remnants opposite, Mo Xiaoyu put the cup aside and asked Ji Shengjie to sit down.
"Brother-in-law, you have to think of a way for this gallery. If this goes on, we're going to be yellow, so I can only go back to Beijing Porcelain." Ji Shengjie said.
"I'm also trying to find a way. The main reason is that I don't have time to paint. Fortunately, I'm in Tangzhou during this time. I try my best to paint. You can raise the price a little bit. There is no price for this thing. Every painting They are all unique, and the price of art is more and more expensive, and the more expensive the more." Mo Xiaoyu said.
"But the premise is to have something, right?" Ji Shengjie choked Mo Xiaoyu back with one sentence.
"Okay, I know I will try my best to draw, okay." Mo Xiaoyu gave him a blank look and kicked him away, he was bothered about Yang Fan's matter, not to mention whether it was true, anyone who suddenly met someone saying that you look like my son would have a murmur in their hearts.
Mo Xiaoyu and Yang Fan agreed to go to the hospital for a blood test tomorrow, and they will know if it is true or not.
Mo Xiaoyu was fiddling with his mobile phone. He really wanted to call his parents in his hometown to ask if he was their own, because the black and white photos in Yang Fan's wallet were indeed too similar.
Thinking about the appearance of myself and my parents in my hometown, there is indeed not much similarity. Mo Xiaoyu was taken aback by her own thoughts, shook her head, and wanted to dispel this idea, but this idea was stubbornly in her Roots were born in his brain.
"Brother-in-law, are you okay? If something happens to you, tell me, maybe I can help you?" Ji Shengjie asked when he saw that Mo Xiaoyu seemed to have lost his soul.
"I'm fine, you all go back from get off work, I'll go to the studio for a while." Mo Xiaoyu said.
When Ji Shengjie wanted to say something more, Mo Xiaoyu had already got up and left the tea room.
Seeing that Mo Xiaoyu really didn't want to talk to him anymore, Ji Shengjie went downstairs and asked Meng Qiuna to lock the door, and they all got off work.
"Is the boss really painting?" Montina asked, looking at the lights in the studio.
"It seems so, by the way, I haven't eaten yet, let me treat you to dinner." Mo Xiaoyu said courteously.
Montina thought for a while and said, "Yes, but I can choose the place, and I don't drink alcohol."
"Who made you drink?" Ji Shengjie said.
"Tch, don't think I don't know what you're thinking, I'm telling you, I have nothing to do with you, so don't think twice." Meng Qiuna warned Ji Shengjie.
"Hey, I know, have you fallen in love with Mo Xiaoyu, the boss? Do you want to be the boss's wife in one step?" Ji Shengjie asked.
Meng Qiuna wanted to get angry at first, but then she thought again, so what if she admits it, maybe this can change the current state, since she still can't open Mo Xiaoyu's heart, she is getting farther and farther away from her goal, Could it be that Mo Xiaoyu really belongs to the kind of rabbit who doesn't eat grass by the side of the nest?
But no matter what, I can't wait any longer. I have been waiting for this matter for too long, and my eldest brother gradually lost his patience. According to his thinking, it is better to tie Mo Xiaoyu directly, which is more straightforward.
"So what? Don't you think it's not okay?" Montina asked.
"Oh, forget it, I'm still the manager of this gallery. If you get along with me, you'll be the manager's wife right away. Don't think about the proprietress. There are at least five or six people in line in front of you, and they Much deeper than you, understand, much deeper than Mo Xiaoyu." While talking, Ji Shengjie walked over to Mengqiuna, seeing Mengqiuna's hair standing on end, she pushed him aside.
Sitting in the studio, Mo Xiaoyu's heart gradually calmed down. He was becoming more and more like a master. No matter how big the storm outside was, as long as he sat in front of the canvas, his heart would gradually settle down until the waves calmed down. shock.
The black-and-white photo that Yang Fan showed him gradually emerged in Mo Xiaoyu's mind, as if the video recorder was playing it back, it became clearer and clearer, until it seemed that the person was standing in front of her.
Spreading out the canvas and adjusting the paint, Mo Xiaoyu didn't have the urge to paint, but before he knew it, he felt that he should paint this person, otherwise he wouldI felt a little depressed in my heart.
Yang Fan returned home exhausted. Just as he sat down, his daughter came down from upstairs, walked behind the sofa, and held her shoulders.
"Mom, today is the weekend, and you are still busy so late? You have to pay attention to your body." The daughter said coquettishly.
"I know, come, sit down and have a conversation with mom." Yang Fan smiled and said.
Daughter Xie Jiaren walked around the sofa and sat beside Yang Fan.
"How is the situation in the company?" Yang Fan asked.
"Very good, everything is running smoothly, there is no problem, Mom, what's wrong with you, why do I feel that you seem to have something on your mind." Xie Jiaren asked.
"It's hard for you. If something happened to your father, he wouldn't let you interrupt your overseas studies and come back to take over the company's work. Tell mom, do you feel tired?" Yang Fan asked, holding his daughter in his arms dotingly .
"It's okay, I'm getting used to it gradually."
"If you feel tired and want to continue your studies, can mom find you a helper?" Yang Fan asked.
"Helper? Mom, I don't want to get married now, stop it." Xie Jiaren was taken aback, thinking that Yang Fan was going to find her a boyfriend.
"No, where are you thinking, kid?" Yang Fan said angrily.
"Ah, isn't it? You want to find a wife?" Xie Jiaren asked Yang Fan again, not allowing Yang Fan to finish speaking.
"Nonsense, when did I think that way? Do you still remember what I told you before? Your father also knew about it. It was before my father and I got married, and you had an older brother "
"Okay, mom, my dad doesn't mind if you talk about it again, and I don't mind either. Why did you bring it up again? Haven't you been looking for him for so many years, but he can't find it?" . Xie Jiaren was almost taken aback by what Yang Fan said.
"However, I seem to have found him." Yang Fan looked into his daughter's eyes and said seriously.
Xie Jiaren reached out to touch her mother's brow. It wasn't hot at all. Why are you talking nonsense? I haven't found it for so many years, but I found it all of a sudden? Who believes it?
"Mom, you have met a liar, have you?" Xie Jiaren asked seriously. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com