Chapter 317

"Yan'er, long time no see."

Xia Zhenwei's face with a smile, there was a trace of guilt.

Because of what Chu Mingfeng did, although he didn't know the details, he also knew that Chu Yan'er had been hidden in the snow, but he didn't care about it. He didn't want to make his family discordant because of a mere female artist.

Besides, Chu Mingfeng's temperament has always been so. For the artists in the company, she loves herself too much. For a woman who loves herself deeply, he is always tolerant, because that woman's love greatly satisfies his vanity. He enjoys this feeling.

"Yes."

Chu Yan'er nods faintly, neither flatters nor alienates. This attitude makes Xia Zhenwei slightly unhappy, because Chu Yan'er is extremely respectful when she sees him. Now, she looks cold.

Depressed by his unhappiness, he asked curiously, "why do you pay such a high price for this unknown calligraphy and painting?"

He wants to see whether his calligraphy is worth money. Naturally, he won't say that this painting is his own. Even the pen name on the sign is written, so he concludes that Chu Yan'er doesn't know the truth.

"Because I like it."

Chu Yan'er's faint smile, "I like this painting at the first sight."

Then she took out the calligraphy and painting, looked at the words with a little obsession, and said: "the handwriting is flying like dragons and Phoenix. At a glance, you can see that the writer must be a natural and unrestrained person. At another glance, the painter must be tolerant and tolerant of all things."

"I always feel that these things are just what I lack, so I feel happy when I have the chance to meet such a painting. When I go back, I must hang it in my study and watch it from time to time, so as to remind myself not to be stingy and fussy, but to live like the person who painted this painting and be unrestrained."

Chu Yan'er puts the painting away, nods to Xia Zhenwei and turns to leave.

Xia Zhenwei stood in the same place and was stunned. He felt that Chu Yan'er's words were just talking about his heart. He seemed to meet a bosom friend. He raised his legs to follow him.

When Chu Yan'er comes to the door of the Imperial Hotel, she is about to wave for a taxi when she sees a black Bentley standing in front of her. The window rolls down and it's Xia Zhenwei.

"Yan'er, get on the bus. I'll see you off."

Chu Yan son some embarrassment, left and right look, see really can't hit the car, just reluctantly smile, way: "that trouble summer total."

But instead of sitting in the co driver's seat, I sat in the back seat of the car, holding the picture and not talking.

As Xia Zhenwei drives, he looks at Chu Yan'er in the rear mirror from time to time. She looks very beautiful today and sits there quietly, just like a picture.

After a while, the car arrived at the downstairs of Chu Yan'er's residence. Chu Yan'er got off the car, and Xia Zhenwei suddenly felt a little lost. Although they didn't say a word along the way, it was this kind of quiet feeling that made Xia Zhenwei's heart beat faster, as if he had the kind of feeling that he had when he was young when he saw a happy girl.

"Mr. Xia, I have an invitation. I don't know..."

"Just say it."

Xia Zhenwei is eager for two people to spend more time for a while, also don't wait for Chu Yan son to finish, agreed.

"I'd like you to help me see which position is the best for this painting to hang in the study. I don't have much research on this."

She timely show a touch of shame, see Xia Zhenwei mind a swing.