Tan Chenxiao was pushed to the car by Lu Qichuan and watched as Lu Qichuan got into the car.
Lu Qichuan leaned forward and put on her seat belt, "You are too harsh on yourself. This so-called right match was given to you by yourself. I can tell you this, when the boss fell in love with Yuwei, Yuwei Just an orphan, that’s what you call a perfect match.”
Tan Chenxiao watched Lu Qichuan start the car, and as expected he asked the question again.
"But-"
"Who is the Bai family? Who is Gu Da? They are not called well-matched. If what you call being well-matched is just money, then I have nothing to say."
"That's not what I meant." Tan Chenxiao said hurriedly.
Lu Qichuan backed the car out of the parking space, "Leave it to the children. They should solve their own problems."
Tan Chenxiao pursed his lips slightly, thought for a while and said, "Is it very troublesome?"
Lu Qichuan drove the car out of the yard, "It's not a problem, it's because some people have no bottom line when they have money, and they don't care about morality and ethics."
Tan Chenxiao looked at Lu Qichuan with some confusion, "So."
"It's nothing. So, who is Chu Luoyi? Who can compare to her from a wealthy family?" Lu Qichuan said calmly.
Tan Chenxiao now feels that Lu Qichuan always aggravates the two wealthy people. Could this man be more boring
Lu Qichuan took Tan Chenxiao to the beach and handed the car key to one of them. The other person handed the yacht key to Lu Qichuan, "Mr. Lu."
Lu Qichuan reached out and took the key, "Okay, let's go back." After Lu Qichuan finished speaking, he turned around and pulled Tan Chenxiao onto the yacht.
Tan Chenxiao was confused the whole time until Lu Qichuan pulled him onto the yacht and watched him sail out to sea, "Going to sea?"
"Don't you know that this is how wealthy families fall in love?" Lu Qichuan turned back and looked at Tan Chenxiao.
Tan Chenxiao: "..."
Is this man really enough? Does he think he is really thirty because he has a thirty-year-old face
Can it be doubled
Tan Chenxiao rolled up his sleeves and went directly inside.
Lu Qichuan chuckled and continued to sail.
The interior of the yacht was well decorated, there were fruits on the table, and most importantly, Tan Chenxiao saw the drawing board.
Tan Chenxiao reached over and put his hand on the drawing board. He thought about how he stopped painting for a few years because he couldn't draw anything, because -
he.
Tan Chenxiao reached out and picked up the drawing board, then turned around and went out.
Lu Qichuan was standing at the railing looking at the sea outside. Tan Chenxiao supported the painting folder and then reached for the paintbrush.
Lu Qichuan turned back and leaned on the railing to look at the person painting over there, "You haven't helped me paint in a long time."
Tan Chenxiao raised his head and looked at Lu Qichuan over there, "There are many people who want to help Mr. Lu draw."
"But none of them are called Tan Chenxiao." Lu Qichuan said with a low smile, waiting to see what else she had to say.
Tan Chenxiao pursed his lips and admitted that he really had nothing to say at the moment.
Lu Qichuan was still leaning on the railing and looking at the person who was painting over there. Just like the woman who was painting for herself in the room, she had changed, becoming less immature than she was then, and becoming more mature.
Tan Chenxiao didn't look up at Lu Qichuan much, but the outline had long been engraved in his heart, so he could draw it completely.
"You think, if one of us wasn't so stubborn, wouldn't we be like this?" Lu Qichuan suddenly asked.