“…”
Xiang Qingfeng left the gallery silently, with a look of inferiority on his face.
Shi Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou in surprise. He didn't feel comfortable with it. He was no longer jealous.
She walked towards him, "You haven't had dinner yet. I'm going to heat it up. You sit down for a while."
"I'll go and you chat with the young master."
Feng De said quickly and walked into the kitchen first.
The young master had just come back and had too little time to talk to Shi Xiaonian.
Feng De retreated into the kitchen to create a private space for them.
Shi Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou, and Gong Ou looked at her with dark eyes, "Don't wait if it's too late next time. Now the company is waiting for reorganization. There are too many things, and I forget them when I get busy."
But he had never forgotten it before.
This idea jumped directly into Shi Xiaonian's head, and then she was shocked by herself.
She couldn't think like that, no.
After Gong Ou's illness is cured, there will definitely be changes.
Gong Ou took off his suit and hung it on his arm. He raised his eyes and looked at a painting on the wall. "You painted these?"
"Well, basically, some painters will sell them here."
Shi Xiaonian nodded.
In the past few years, she had no time to draw comics and lost the ability to construct fictional stories. Most of the time, she just wrote and drew.
Gong Ou walked to one of her paintings and stared at the painting with his black eyes, as if examining it.
Being looked at by him like that, Shi Xiaonian felt inexplicably nervous, as if he was a student waiting for the teacher to review his papers.
She has never felt like this in front of Gong Ou.
"It's a good painting. It has the style of the Impressionist master Claude Monet." Gong Ou looked at the painting and said, "How much does this painting cost?"
"President Gongda, do you want to buy my painting? Two thousand, no more."
Shi Xiaonian raised her eyebrows and stood next to Gong Ou and said.
"Only two thousand?" Gong Ou looked down at her, with obvious displeasure in his black pupils. He raised his eyes to look at a painting on the wall, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "In this case, don't mention these things for the time being. Sell it, and I'll have someone make a tailor-made plan for you to increase your reputation, increase the value of your painting, and make it a collection that collectors are vying for. Your painting will soon be worth a fortune."
A thousand and one paintings.
She's really willing to sell it cheap.
"Planning?" Shi Xiaonian was startled, "Is it just hype? I draw these paintings just for fun."
She just drew these pictures while waiting for him.
She didn't expect anything that would be priceless and famous overseas.
"The beginning of any achievement is interest, but interest needs to be managed, otherwise it will be just a dull life. What is the meaning of such a life?" Gong Ou said, his voice was low and magnetic, and his black eyes stared deeply at her, "I understand. What?"
Is he educating her
Shi Xiaonian looked at him and saw the strangeness.
Every word he said made sense, so much so that she couldn't refute every word.
She smiled and said nothing.
"When your worth increases and a painting is hard to come by, you won't have to stick to this small gallery anymore." Gong Ou looked at the layout of this gallery, obviously not satisfied at all.
Stick to it.
She was just here waiting for him to come back. Didn't he see the name of the gallery? It was called home.
"I think it's nice here. I feel comfortable staying in the gallery." Shi Xiaonian said lightly, "I don't want to be famous."
At that time, he was the one who came forward to obtain the major film and television rights for comic book adaptations.
Now he wants to help her again. After helping her, it doesn't count as the fame she won with her true strength, does it
"We are going to get married sooner or later. The wife of the NE president is a painter who is hard to find, and the wife of the NE president is a gallery owner. Which one sounds more pleasing to your ears?" Gong Ou looked at her, his voice was low, and there was a touch of strength that could not be resisted.
“…”
Hearing this, Shi Xiaonian stood there stiffly and looked at him blankly.
"What's wrong?"
Gong Ou met her eyes.
"Would you mind other people's eyes or worry about the match now?" Shi Xiaonian asked directly.
Gong Ou stared into her eyes, his dark eyes were deep. After a while, he smiled and pulled her into his arms, "To me, you are still you, you are the woman that I, Gong Ou, want. But How can a person in this world not mind other people's eyes? All I have to do is change other people's eyes. It doesn't take much effort to go from gallery owner to painter, so why not?"
His voice seemed as strong and domineering as before, but somehow it became different again.
Shi Xiaonian was held by Gong Ou, and she breathed in his breath.
She remembered that when he announced to the world that they were lovers, she was still carrying the suspicion of being a mistress.
"Xiao Nian, we have encountered too many things. I have the most perfect plan for our future. Just follow my plan, okay?" Gong Ou hugged her and asked.
Although it was a question, his tone obviously did not give her any right to say no.
Shi Xiaonian nodded, "Okay, whatever you say will be done."
She listened to him.
He loves her, he is ready to marry her, he just has some changes, he wants to plan better for their future, she has no reason to object.
"So obedient." Gong Ou touched her hair, "Let's eat."
Gong Ou took her hand and walked inside. His eyes passed over the small glass water tank on the table, and he saw a few flowers floating on it. His dark eyes deepened, "This flower is so ugly. It was given by the graduate student just now." ?The taste is too bad."
So ugly.
Gong Kui had been tinkering with this for a long time, waiting so long to give it to him, until he fell asleep.
"Well."
Shi Xiaonian hesitated and tried to fool him. Forget it, it's better not to tell him, lest he dislike his daughter's taste again.
Entering the small restaurant, Feng De had already put dinner on the table.
Shi Xiaonian walked over and sat down, Feng De stood aside, picked up the bottle and poured red wine for them, and stood respectfully.
"Father, sit down."
Shi Xiaonian said casually.
Gong Ou picked up the knife and fork, and after hearing this, he raised his eyes and glanced at Feng De indifferently, and said coldly, "He is just a housekeeper."
Shi Xiaonian felt uncomfortable hearing this tone, "Gong Ou, he is my adoptive father now."
"I heard from Feng De about this." Gong Ou said coldly, while cutting the steak on the plate, "When I am not here, you support each other, and the relationship will naturally become closer, but from now on, the relationship between the adopted father and adopted daughter will Just cut off the relationship, it doesn’t make any sense.”
"Why?"
Shi Xiaonian's heart skipped a beat.
"You will become my wife, the young lady of the Gong family. The young lady and the housekeeper are adoptive fathers and daughters. Wouldn't that honor be on my head? If I say it, I will only be laughed at." Gong Ou said , put the steak into your mouth gracefully.
"But… "
“Ms. "
"Father, I..."
"Miss Xi, I don't care, I really don't care."
Feng De interrupted her again, fearing that she would quarrel with Gong Ou over this matter.
When Shi Xiaonian saw Feng De being so insistent, and then seeing Gong Ou's expression of taking it for granted, she suddenly lost her appetite, and she put down the knife and fork in her hand.
She told herself over and over again to adapt to Gong Ou's changes, but it seemed like he had become normal and something was missing.
"Why don't you eat?"
Gong Ou looked at her and frowned slightly.
When Xiao Nian wanted to speak, Feng De immediately intervened, "By the way, if Miss Xiaokui and Master Holy can come to S City this time, the master must be involved in the middle, right?"
"You seem to be talking a lot tonight?"
Gong Ou looked at him coldly.
“…”
Feng De stood aside and said nothing.
When Shi Xiaonian heard this, he looked at Gong Ou with some doubts. It turned out that he was the one who manipulated the situation. No wonder the Gong family would let him go so quickly.
She bit her lip, picked up the knife and fork again and started cutting the steak. She put the steak into her mouth and asked Gong Ou, "How is this steak fried?"
"The steak was originally supposed to be just right, but after heating, the meat became old and tasted pretty good."
Gong Ou said.
Feng De stood aside and held his breath. He also wanted to fry fresh steak for Gong Ou, but in the past, the young master only ate the dishes cooked by Shi Xiaonian. He did not dare to make any decisions and could only heat it up.
"Yeah?"
Shi Xiaonian said calmly, biting the beef in his mouth, but also felt that the meat was too old to be swallowed.
Look, how smart she is, she discovered something different about Gong Ou again.
In the past, he only commented on her cooking: "good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good, good," was all he made of her cooking before.
As long as it passes through her hands, a glass of boiled water will be sweeter than other water.
Now the evaluation has become objective.
Sure enough, he is a normal person, Gong Ou.
"The Imperial Castle is still being cleaned. We have to wait until the first day of the new year to move in. You will still stay with me in the hotel these two days." Gong Ou said while sitting at the dining table, his tone was not a suggestion, but a request.
"What about the twins?"
Shi Xiaonian asked.
"If they're already asleep, just sleep without touching them."
Gong Ou said.
"No, I mean when you have a meal with them, they are looking forward to it." Shi Xiaonian said.
Gong Ou looked at her, "There's always time. I've been too busy recently. I'll talk about it later."
“…”
Are you busy
Yes, quite busy.
Shi Xiaonian said nothing and ate dinner in silence.
…
At night, when Shi Xiaonian and Gong Ou left in the car, she found that he had become a complete workaholic, even sitting in the car without forgetting to look through documents and make phone calls to do work.
She sat quietly beside him, like a vase, unable to help with anything, not even able to say a word.
She turned her eyes and looked outside. There were gorgeous fireworks blooming in the sky. She always looked particularly joyful as the New Year approached.
"Let's watch the fireworks."
Shi Xiaonian said involuntarily.
Her voice was very small, lost in the quiet night.
She heard the sound of turning the pages of a book behind her. The person seemed not to hear her words. Shi Xiaonian smiled shyly and said nothing more.
She watched the fireworks explode.
Who said that fireworks are the loneliest.
"pull over."
Suddenly, Gong Ou's voice sounded behind her.
The car slowly stopped. (To be continued)