Chapter 95

"Yes, it's really beautiful, and although this flower is of this variety, it's extremely difficult to really bloom to this degree. Many times, only Fengduo is left in the flowers below. It's absolutely rare to see that uncle really blooms to this extreme."

"Ha ha, you have made a lot of contributions. If it wasn't for you, I really don't know if I could see such a wonderful flower."

Su Qingling is also looking at the camellia. Although she knows that the camellia is not sangongliuyuan at all, it's very beautiful, just like what Lin Mingyuan said. Even if she doesn't pay much attention to it, she can't help appreciating it carefully.

These two days, she was busy with her work, so she didn't have time to pay attention to Lin Mingyuan's work at all. I didn't expect that Lin Mingyuan was so beautiful. It was beyond her expectation. I really don't know how Lin Mingyuan made it.

"Boy, let's drink under the flowers tonight. I'll find two bottles of good wine." With that, Su Jungong rushed into the villa.

Lin Mingyuan breathed a sigh of relief and said, "it's finally done."

Su Qingling asked curiously, "how did you do it?"

"How to do it..." Lin Mingyuan turned his eyes and said unhappily: "do you know that I'm tired to death these days, do you know how hard it is to do it?"

"How hard is it?" Su Qingling looks at Lin Mingyuan with a smile. Seeing that Lin Mingyuan is so depressed, she suddenly feels very happy.

"Let's just talk about the color of the flower. I have to match the color and paint it on the flower. I can't wipe it indiscriminately. The petals are very tender. If I make a mistake, the flower will be destroyed. Besides, the pigment can't be defective, otherwise the flower can't stand it. My Niema is just making a super Chinese painting."

"It's really hard." Su Qingling nodded, and then immediately with a: "who let you at that time nonsense, this is your own."

Lin Mingyuan suddenly widened his eyes, depressed said: "do you still have a little compassion, and this thing is to help you do, you not only do not appreciate, but also ridicule me, it is inhuman ah."

Su Qingling raised her eyebrows and said, "I give you money monthly, so you must do it well."

"It's not easy to take your money." Lin Mingyuan rolled his eyes.

Su Qingling then reached out and gently touched the petals, and said, "this pigment won't fall off, will it?"

"No, I can't do anything so uncertain, even if it rains, otherwise I will be in vain."

"You're pretty good. The paint on the flower has no flaws. Have you learned to draw before?"

"I've learned a little, otherwise I don't dare to do it."

Su Qingling has also studied painting, and her level is not low. Looking at the flower carefully, she secretly measures in her heart that if she comes to do this, can she make the flower so beautiful?

Soon Su Qingling had the answer. If she did it and painted one or two beautiful flowers, there would be no problem, but it would be absolutely impossible to paint the following nine flowers with such different artistic conception.

This also means that Lin Mingyuan has high attainments in painting.

This makes Su Qingling very suspicious. With Lin Mingyuan's attainments in painting, even if he lives in this field, he can definitely get along well. However, he went to his own company and became a clerk.

When we think of other things, Su Qingling is even more suspicious of Lin Mingyuan.

But Su Qingling didn't show it and didn't ask. Now she wants to see what the purpose of Lin Mingyuan is and what ability she hasn't shown.

That night, Lin Mingyuan and Su Jungong drank a lot of wine. Su Jungong was so happy that he drank too much. Finally, he hugged Lin Mingyuan's shoulder and called him brother. Zhao Meihua frowned and frowned at him. He was even more unhappy with Lin Mingyuan. Finally, he went back upstairs to sleep.

Su Qingling has been with her all the time. She wants to find something from Lin Mingyuan, but although Lin Mingyuan is drunk, she is just like an ordinary person. She has never revealed anything.

This, of course, made Su Qingling very unwilling. When Su Jungong finally wanted to go to bed, she asked the nanny to take Su Jungong upstairs, and she helped up Lin Mingyuan.

Lin Mingyuan's arm is on Su Qingling's shoulder. His body is wobbly. Today is different from the last time. The last time he drank with Su Qingling, he kept the amount. This time he really drank too much. Although his mind is clear, his hands and feet are not sharp. Holding Su Qingling like this is not really taking advantage of her.

Su Qingling feels that Lin Mingyuan is drunk. Although it's uncomfortable for him to hold his shoulder, he can only bear it because he wants to say something from Lin Mingyuan's mouth. He holds Lin Mingyuan's waist with his other hand and carries him to the villa.

"Qingling, I'm so sorry. I've drunk too much." As Lin Mingyuan staggers in, he apologizes vaguely.

"More is more. Are you happy today? Don't talk more and go back to have a rest." Su Qingling is now afraid of Lin Mingyuan's nonsense. If she tells her that he is a fake boyfriend, it's not good for the nanny to hear him. If she goes back to the room, she's not afraid of Lin Mingyuan's nonsense.

Everyone at home knows that Lin Mingyuan is Su Qingling's boyfriend. It's normal for Su Qingling to take care of Lin Mingyuan, so even if the rest of the nanny sees it, she doesn't think it's wrong.

Su Qingling took a lot of effort to take Lin Mingyuan to the guest room on the first floor. When Lin Mingyuan lay down, Su Qingling wiped the sweat on her head and let out a long breath.

"You guy, my father, I have never served you like this, but now I'm here to serve you." Su Qingling looks at Lin Mingyuan. As soon as this guy is lying on the bed, he has closed his eyes and seems to be about to fall asleep.

If this guy falls asleep, he can't ask anything.

Su Qingling stabbed Lin Mingyuan and said, "Lin Mingyuan, what did you do before?"

"I don't know."

"How can you not know where you worked before you came to our company?"

"I... I've done odd jobs in restaurants and KTVs." Lin Mingyuan closed his eyes, and his speech was vague.

Su Qingling was able to listen to what Qinglin Mingyuan said. At this time, she frowned and said, "where did you learn your painting skills?"

"Painting... I haven't learned it." Lin Mingyuan frowned, opened his eyes and looked at Su Qingling. Then he shook his head and said, "I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep."

Su Qingling pushed Lin Mingyuan again and said, "how can you draw the petals so well?"

"I worked as a painter for more than two years. That's when I learned. Oh, don't bother me. I'm so sleepy. I want to sleep." With that, Lin Mingyuan turned over and left his back to Su Qingling.

Su Qingling, of course, is not satisfied with Lin Mingyuan's answer. If painters can also have such ability, wouldn't all painters be ashamed to death.

But he hesitated for a while, and finally didn't ask any more, because Lin Mingyuan was so good at Kung Fu that he had already snored and really fell asleep.

"You'd better not have any bad ideas, or I'll never let you go." Su Qingling waved his fist at Lin Mingyuan and then walked out of the room.

When the door closes, Lin Mingyuan's eyes open again. Then he turns over and begins to sleep. Even if he drinks, keeping his head clear enough is absolutely the bottom line. Su Qingling thinks that it's impossible to get something out of him.

After work on Wednesday afternoon, I didn't bother to go home to get food. Now I have enough money in my pocket. Of course, I can eat whatever I want.

When he was thinking about where to go for a big meal, his mobile phone rang and looked at the number. It turned out that it was Xu Yaoyao's, which surprised Lin Mingyuan.

"Hey, what are you doing?" Lin Mingyuan asked lazily.

"Uncle, will you treat me to a drink in the evening?" Xu Yao's voice was a little low.

"What's the matter? Lovelorn? Come on, say it and let uncle enjoy it. " Regardless of Xu Yao's depression, Lin Mingyuan still teases Xu Yao.

"Uncle, why don't you have a little compassion?" Xu Yao's voice immediately became loud.

"I feel sorry for you, a little boy. It's nothing to do there, so I'll be a fool if I take it seriously."

"Uncle, am I really in a bad mood? You can drink with me."

"Well, I'm worried about not having a place to eat anyway."

"Well, I know uncle is the best. Will you pick me up at the school gate?"

"It's trouble." Lin Mingyuan said it displeased, and then hung up. Although he had no idea about Xu Yaoyao, it was also a good thing to have a young and beautiful girl to eat with him.