Chapter 1470： Extraordinary: Fei Xiaoyao's Story (18)

Fei Xiaoyao wanted to find Yang Shaoyan for a moment.

But she thought about it, and finally gave up.

He had a girl he liked, and he thought he was a robot by mistake, so he never cared about it.

In that case, why should she go again?

She let go of this thought and devoted herself to new research and development.

Until one day three months later, she heard the news that Yang Shaoyan had opened an exhibition.

She actually didn't plan to go there to see it, but Ms. Zhen's invitation was sent to the factory. She saw the invitation and finally asked Fei Xiaogui: "Brother, do you think I should participate?"

Fei Xiaogui said, "Don't ask me this question."

Fei Xiaoyao looked blank: "Then who do I want to ask?"

Fei Xiaogui laughed: "Ask your heart."

Fei Xiaoyao had a meal.

After a while, she finally understood something.

She smiled, "Go ahead and make one final farewell."

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Yang Shaoyan's painting exhibition was held very close to their studio, in a small square with artistic characteristics in the suburbs.

When Fei Xiaoyao arrived, there were a lot of people inside.

Yang Shaoyan is a very famous painter. Besides, the Yang family is rich and powerful, and there are so many face-saving people, so the exhibition is very lively.

There were people coming and going, and Fei Xiaoyao wandered slowly after walking in.

In fact, she wanted to see if Yang Shaoyan was in good condition.

Besides, she came here to make sure that Yang Shaoyan was afraid of women and didn't dare to go out.

After all there was such an entanglement, she still wanted to know what his life was like now.

Yang Shaoyan's paintings are just like his people, with a bit of gentleness. Just imagine, if he is not afraid of women, then he is definitely the object of human competition.

Of course, Fei Xiaoyao is also good enough. Over the years, many people have come to Fei’s family to ask for it. Unfortunately, Shen Yugui and Fei Nancheng are now at the point where they don’t need their daughters to marry, so they all refused. It all depends on Fei Xiaoyao's personal preference.

As she was walking, she saw someone around her suddenly pointing at her.

Fei Xiaoyao is a little confused, what's wrong?

She looked around, then lowered her head to check what she was wearing. She got dressed and went out!

However, the surrounding pointing points have not decreased, but more and more.

Fei Xiaoyao lowered her head, then shuttled through the crowd.

As she walked, she suddenly came to today's key painting area.

The area was far away, and a separation line was placed, as if someone accidentally soiled the painting.

Fei Xiaoyao walked over slowly. When she saw the painting, she finally understood why everyone was watching her.

Because, on that picture, it was her.

She leaned back on the sofa with blurred eyes and sleepy eyes. She wore a red dress that highlighted her graceful posture. A section of her calf was exposed, curled up slightly on the sofa.

The girl's black hair spread across the sofa, her little face was full of irresistible decadence, she seemed impatient, and wanted to go to sleep immediately.

Fei Xiaoyao was stunned.

When she saw the painting, she saw the title of the painting: Obsession.

Obsession...

Fei Xiaoyao tensed her chin.

She looked at the painting and her heart tightened suddenly. These days, the emotions that were suppressed by force suddenly rebelled at this moment and swept through her heart like waves.