Shen Qiuyu was a little cautious in her words, as if she was worried that Jiang Ruan would disagree with her request because her professional skills were very poor.
But Jiang Ruan wanted to help her. Naturally, he couldn't disagree. He smiled and touched Shen Qiuyu's cup, and said, "Happy cooperation. I am very happy to have an assistant like you."
Shen Qiuyu immediately made a very happy look, and immediately picked up the cup and touched Jiang Ruan's cup, and said, "Thank you really, A Ruan."
Two people looked at each other and smiled, even if they were friends who had known each other for many years.
Shen Qiuyu stayed until more than three in the afternoon. He threatened to go to the evening shift at night and needed to leave. Jiang Ruan reminded her softly, hoping she could resign, she also agreed, and Jiang Ruan sent a car. send her home.
In order to pretend to be a poor person, Shen Qiuyu naturally did not drive over, or even took the bus. Naturally, she was glad that someone could take her home.
By the way, the servants of Jiang Ruan's family can see how downright the place he lives. It is best for Jiang Ruan to take her to Yan's house. Although this is somewhat unlikely, it may be that Jiang Ruan's softheartedness is beyond. What about her imagination
Shen Qiuyu was sitting in the car going home, a smile appeared from the corner of his mouth, and his eyes were full of confidence.
The driver sitting in the front row saw her look through the rearview mirror, and he couldn't help but feel a little strange. Didn't the young lady say that she was a very kind and weak woman? I also told myself to take good care of her when I take her home, but why does it seem from the rearview mirror that this woman is a very scheming woman
The driver shook his head in a puzzled manner, and didn't think much, but drove honestly.
And Jiang Ruan stays at home to clean up the room. She intends to transform a guest room into a studio, and then write and paint at home. It is best to start with painting and develop a sense of touch.
The maid at home helped to clean out everything in the guest room. For a while, the whole guest room was vacant. Jiang Ruan looked at the empty room and felt a little vacant for a while. After thinking about it, he suddenly felt himself. I should buy something to decorate it.
She wants to sell some oil paints, a big bucket of one, and then paint her favorite paintings in this room.
Once she had an idea, she couldn't hold it down. She took a deep breath, and then called Yan Chuyan. If she wanted to go out, she should tell Yan Chuyan.
Yan Chuyan was in a meeting at the moment, but because he was worried about Jiang Ruan, he brought the phone with him and didn't turn it off, so when the phone rang, he quickly picked it up.
The executive who was reporting on their work saw this scene and immediately shut their mouths and stood aside respectfully. Obviously, this is not the first time such a thing has happened.
"Ayan, are you finished?" Jiang Ruan's voice was full of excitement, and Yan Chuyan's eyes were like melted spring water in an instant, and a smile appeared.
The surrounding subordinates couldn't help but feel a little shocked. After all, his own president has always been an iceberg and doesn't smile.
"I'm not busy, what's the matter? Why are you so happy?" Yan Chuyan spoke with a gentle voice, with a slight smile, which shocked everyone present.
Jiang Ruan sat cross-legged on the empty floor and said, "I emptied a guest room of our house and wanted to make it a studio, but now I definitely have some space in my room. I want to paint something, but I don’t have oil paint, Ayan, do you know what I mean?"
She threw what she wanted to say to Yan Chuyan, and he instantly understood what she meant, his eyes grew deeper and he said, "You want to come out and buy oil paint."
That's what I mean!
Jiang Ruan smiled happily and said, "Can I let the driver send me out to buy oil paint?"
The smile on the corner of Yan Chuyan's mouth faded. He didn't want Jiang Ruan to go out alone, and he didn't want her to be unhappy, so after a while of silence, he suddenly said: "Wait for me at home, I will pick you up."
He wants to pick himself up in person
Jiang Ruan was stunned for a while, and immediately sat upright: "No, no, Ayan, if you don't use it to pick me up, I'll just go by myself, I..."
Halfway through what she had said, she suddenly stopped speaking, because she understood why Yan Chuyan had to pick her up in person, because he was worried about letting him go out alone.
The enthusiasm in that cavity seemed to disappear completely under these few words. Jiang Ruan managed to make his voice sound the same, and said: "It's okay Ayan, you continue to work on the company's affairs. , I’m not going out to buy oil paints. I do other things, and there are so many things to do. I paint first and draw some design drafts."
"I am at home waiting for you to come back from get off work."
After Jiang Ruan said this, Yan Chuyan didn't insist anymore, but he could hear her voice changed, not as happy as it was just now.
"Okay, then you obediently wait for me at home, and I will go back when I finish the meeting."
After hanging up the phone, Jiang Ruan lay down on the empty ground, with a helpless look in her eyes. She also knew that she should not make trouble unreasonably, but she was a little disappointed. Such a sense of loss lingered on her, always making her feel, Some can't beat this hurdle.
But she also knew that as long as she figured it out, she was fine. After all, Yan Chuyan could not be blamed. He was already busy, and it was her own whim.
Jiang Ruan gently closed his eyes and lay on the floor with his eyes closed, but gradually, he fell asleep curled up like this.
As for Yan Chuyan, he did not continue the meeting. Instead, he cancelled the meeting and went straight home. The meeting was important, but nothing was important to Jiang Ruan. He didn’t want to see Jiang Ruan unhappy, and he didn’t want to hear her happy afterwards. Lost and helpless, he directly ordered people to pack up and go home.
After all, there was a distance from the company to the Yan’s old house. It was already half an hour later when he returned home. After asking Madam Wu, he knew that Jiang Ruan had not come out in the cleaned up guest room. He immediately got married. Stepped into it.
Unexpectedly, when the door of the room opened, what he saw was Jiang Ruan lying curled up on the ground.
The room at home was originally big, but now everything has been emptied, and it looks even more empty. Jiang Ruan was lying on the ground curled up like that, looking innocent and pitiful, and instantly hit Yan Chuyan's heart.
He swallowed hard, walked over, dragged down his suit jacket, knelt down and took Jiang Ruan into his arms, lowered his voice and opened his mouth: "A Ruan, I'm back, I hold Will you go back to your room and rest?"
Jiang Ruan didn't sleep deeply. When he heard the sound, he opened his eyes in a daze, raised his eyes and looked over, and his voice was a little hoarse when he said: "Ayan? Why are you back? What time is it now? "
It seems that it has just passed, why did Yan Chuyan come back? Did you get off work so soon? Or does it mean it's night