The drizzle that had lasted for two days since the Qingming Festival finally stopped, the weather cleared up, and the golden sunlight broke through the dark clouds and shone again, removing the moisture from people's bodies and making them feel very happy.
Especially for workers who have to commute to work every day, this really reduces a lot of unnecessary trouble, and Zhou Yang was also relieved about this.
But he did not feel relieved for long. The news he heard made him tense again. He hesitated outside the boss's office with the document to be approved, worried that he would have to face his boss's cold face as soon as he entered.
The boss was on a business trip for two days. He just returned by plane at midnight yesterday and rushed to work early this morning. I wonder if he got enough rest.
However, what he was worried about was not this, but the cocktail party at the Liang family the day before yesterday.
In fact, what I was worried about was not the cocktail party, but some rumors that spread after the party.
The Yun family also received an invitation to this cocktail party. Yun Haowei attended with his wife and youngest son. Their family's business was not actually qualified, and no one knew how they got the invitation.
Of course, these are not the main points. The main point is that the second young master of the Yun family seems to have some special relationship with the young master of the Liang family, and he took good care of him at the banquet.
The reason Zhou Yang knew this was not because he was gossiping, but because a representative of a business partner mentioned it to him either to test him or to remind him.
After all, the fact that his boss is interested in the second young master of the Yun family is widely known in the circle, and the current situation is a bit worrying.
Considering the strength of the Liang and Qin families, if they were to clash over this matter, the impact on the business circle of City A would be enormous.
Zhou Yang's mood was indeed a bit complicated at the moment, mainly because he really couldn't figure out what his boss was thinking.
If he is no longer interested in the Second Young Master Yun, then of course he doesn't need to care about this matter, but if he is still somewhat interested in him, then it will be a bloody storm.
well.
Zhou Yang sighed in his heart, hesitated holding the document for a few minutes, and finally raised his hand and knocked on the door. No matter what, the work could not be delayed.
When he heard the response and went in, he carefully glanced at the person sitting behind the desk. Well, he looked normal, expressionless as always, his aura was normal, and there was no sign of anger.
He breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was worrying too much. The boss only came back in the middle of the night yesterday and came to the company again early in the morning. How could he have time to hear such party gossip
The person who came in didn't move for a long time. Qin Mingyuan lifted his eyelids and glanced at him. He was puzzled by the other party's frowning and sighing. He tapped his knuckles on the table to remind him, "What are you doing standing there? Bring the documents over."
Zhou Yang suddenly came to his senses and walked forward with the folder to give his approval.
While waiting, he couldn't help but observe the boss's expression again and again, wanting to see carefully if there was really nothing unusual.
The gaze on him was so obvious that it was hard for Qin Mingyuan to ignore it, but he ignored it. He looked at the document, signed his name, closed the folder and handed it over before saying, "Do you have anything to say?"
Zhou Yang shook his head subconsciously, but after taking the folder with both hands, he was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether he should tell the other party. If the boss was still interested in her, wouldn't it be bad for him to know nothing about it
Seeing that the expression on his face began to change unpredictably again, Qin Mingyuan simply leaned back in his chair, clasped his hands on his legs, looked at him expressionlessly, and waited for him to speak.
"Boss Qin, the cocktail party at the Liang family the day before yesterday..." Zhou Yang hesitated, wanting to say something but stopping himself. He really couldn't say anything at this point, mainly because his boss was staring at him and he was a little nervous.
Fortunately, the mobile phone that Qin Mingyuan placed on the table made a "ding" sound. He let go of the anxious assistant, lowered his eyes, saw the content displayed on the lit screen, and raised his eyebrows slightly.
I took my phone and opened it, and saw a new video on an account that hadn't been updated for a while.
Zhou Yang, who had shut up when he heard his boss's phone ringing, looked at his boss's still calm face and inexplicably felt that he seemed to be in a better mood.
He cautiously glanced at the phone held by the other person, but did not dare to lean over to peek at what was displayed on the screen.
He just looked away, but when he raised his eyes again, he met the boss's gaze. He was so scared that he quickly lowered his eyes and stood straighter.
"Do you have anything else to say?" Qin Mingyuan looked at him and tapped the armrest lightly.
"Mr. Qin is gone. I'll go out first." Zhou Yang didn't dare to hesitate for a second. He bowed to the man, turned around and slipped away.
He'd better not ask about his boss's private affairs, lest he get angry and affect innocent people. He's just a humble worker.
After the office door was closed, Qin Mingyuan opened his phone again.
A familiar scene appeared on the screen, peaceful and soothing music sounded in the office, the progress bar moved for a few seconds, and then slender hands appeared, holding a charcoal pencil and placing it on the canvas.
The sunlight filled the entire picture, as if it was covered by a hazy filter, making the fingertips seem almost transparent.
Qin Mingyuan placed his fingers lightly on his chin, watching the hand draw lines on the canvas. As the lines gradually took shape, a sense of familiarity began to emerge.
He squinted his eyes, and when the charcoal left the picture, he finally remembered that this mountain scenery seemed to come from the mountain in the cemetery.
—No updates recently
—No inspiration.
Thinking of the conversation that day, Qin Mingyuan suddenly chuckled, and his cold expression softened, like a spring breaking through the ice, becoming fresh again.
"He's quite fond of his fans..."
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The video was successfully released. Yun Pei controlled the wheelchair to the window where the sunlight was shining, and his whole body was shrouded in that golden color.
The painting that was completed in the morning was still on the easel. The hazy mountain scenery in the rain was filled with light mist, quiet and dreamy.
Yun Pei's fingers stroked the edge of the canvas, and his drooping eyelashes were long, covering up the emotions in his eyes.
He was in a bad mood every time he visited his mother a few days before and after. He had not planned to update during this period because he was afraid that he would draw something with dark emotions.
As the weather cleared up, I suddenly wanted to paint a picture. As soon as I picked up the pen, this scene came out.
It was strange that what came to his mind at that time was not just his mother's cold tombstone, but also the man walking beside him for a moment.
Yun Pei withdrew his hand and turned his gaze to the window. Perhaps it was because no one had accompanied him on that road for a long time, the feeling of having someone walking with him actually felt a little strange to him.
Qin Mingyuan was a bit of a strange person. He couldn't guess what the other person was thinking after meeting him several times. Although every time he looked at him, his eyes were full of inquiry, he didn't feel repulsed. He always felt that... he had no ill will towards him.
In this case, then just consider it as a way to give back to the "fans". He couldn't just ignore the fans who urged him to update in person. Yun Pei told himself this with a blink of his eyes, an almost invisible smile in his eyes.
The happy mood did not last long. He heard faint laughter coming from downstairs and looked over.
It was Huo Lijuan and her son sitting in the garden, seemingly enjoying afternoon tea. I don't know what they were talking about, but they both looked very happy.
Yun Pei had a cold expression as he looked down at them. Even the sun could not warm him.
The film that Yun Yuexian filmed previously was completed, and she has no scheduled announcements in recent days. She is resting at home, and scenes of their loving mother and filial son can often be seen.
The house suddenly became lively because of him. The kitchen prepared delicious food for him every day. The servants also started to busy around him, and were made happy by his sweet words "thank you, auntie".
Yun Yuexian is really good at being likable, and most people probably like such a beautiful and friendly person.
Even he himself was once deceived by such beauty and wanted to try to accept this brother who had committed no sin at all.
Until that day, when he was pushed down the stairs, he fell to the ground in a daze, looking at the child who was once innocent in his eyes crying with tears on his face. He pulled his father who came over after hearing the noise and said that his brother had accidentally fallen down.
He cried so hard that his little face turned red and he could hardly breathe. Everyone surrounded him to comfort him. Even his father did not turn back to see him at first. Until he completely lost consciousness, the only one who usually took care of him was by his side.
Recalling the past, Yun Pei had no emotion on his face, and he stared calmly at the warm scene in the garden downstairs.
Yun Yuexian, who was pinched on the face by Huo Lijuan, smiled and looked up, and her eyes met his. The other party paused and smiled even more brightly.
Yun Pei ignored him, put his hands on the wheelchair buttons and prepared to turn around and leave, but the person downstairs suddenly raised the red teacup in his hand to him, as if to say hello.
The fingertips that were touching the keys froze, and Yun Pei immediately turned his head to glance at the shelf not far away. His expression suddenly turned ugly. Turning back, he slammed the clear glass, making a "bang" sound that almost made people think it was going to break.
He stared at the person downstairs who was smiling at him. The other person looked at him and took a sip of tea. Yun Pei's eyes turned red because of anger.
(End of this chapter)