Loveless Marriage: Wen Shaotang is Addictive

Although this work is a bit abstract, it is obvious that the woman in the painting is her, and Leng Yan is very sure that this painting is based on a photo of herself.

"How is it?" Shen Tao was looking forward to her comment.

After being stunned for a few seconds, Leng Yan finally came to her senses, but she was a little embarrassed, "I don't know much about painting, but...it looks very pretty."

"I drew you," Shen Tao emphasized, "I hope I didn't destroy your image."

"How could it be?" Leng Yan replied politely, "Your paintings are very artistic..."

"If the prototype is not beautiful, how can I draw the artistic conception?"

Leng Yan really couldn't bear such praise, so she changed the subject, "Mr. Shen, have you seen my press conference?"

"It's such a sensation, so I've seen it," Shen Tao said calmly, "It turns out that your husband is the president of Yuanchen International."

'Knowing that I have a husband, how dare you do this? ' Slandering in her heart, Leng Yan found a reason to leave, "I'm sorry, I have to go back to the lounge, or my manager will look for me."

"I'll see you off." Shen Tao's tone was courteous.

"No need," Leng Yan flatly refused, "I can do it myself."

Shen Tao blocked his way, "Miss Leng, why are you always so indifferent to me?"

Leng Yan looked at him seriously, "To be precise, you should call me Mrs. Wen."

"Miss Leng," Shen Tao still did not change his words, "It doesn't matter whether you are married or not, and whether you have children or not. In my heart, you will always be my goddess."

"Mr. Shen," Leng Yan's face turned completely cold, "I still advise you to pursue stars rationally, after all, you have to set an example for your children. Besides, I don't think your wife will support your fanaticism, right? "

Shen Tao spread his hands, with a cynical look, "Sorry, my wife and I have divorced. Even if we haven't divorced, she has no right to interfere with my hobbies."

"Whatever," Leng Yan felt that she had nothing to say to this man, "I'll go first."

"I remember Mr. Wen didn't disclose that you already have a daughter that day..."

Fear flashed in Leng Yan's eyes, "What do you mean?"

"It's nothing interesting," Shen Tao's eyes were full of longing, "I just want to invite my goddess to be my model for once."

Leng Yan frowned even tighter, "What does being a model have to do with my daughter? If I don't agree, you want to threaten me with this matter?"

"The word threat... doesn't sound very nice," Shen Tao approached her ear and whispered, "It's better to say it's a condition for cooperation. I think money can't impress you, but your daughter is different. "

Leng Yan's eyes radiated a sharp light, "I didn't expect you to be so despicable!"

Shen Tao smiled disapprovingly, "Is it okay? Wouldn't it be good to agree to be my model? I will definitely create works that are even better than what you have seen."

"There is a problem with character, and the work will not be so good!" Leng Yan sneered at the corner of her mouth, "I won't agree, and you don't want to threaten me."

"Your husband protects Little Lemon so much, aren't you afraid that this matter will be exposed and affect your daughter?" Shen Tao folded his arms around his chest, with an air of sure victory, "It's just a model, and I won't do anything to you What is too much, why refuse it?"

Leng Yan sneered, "Again, I won't agree, you should die. I told you before that I have signed a non-disclosure agreement with the director. If you reveal the identity of Little Lemon, The director of the park will pursue the responsibility, and the law will not let you go."

"Miss Leng is really a pure woman." Shen Tao's eyes were filled with amusement, "Do you think I would be so stupid as to leave evidence? The paparazzi's exposure of the artist's privacy has nothing to do with me."

"Shameless!" Leng Yan really didn't want to talk nonsense with him, she turned her head and was about to leave, but the other party grabbed her wrist.

This touch doesn't matter, Leng Yan's smooth skin actually makes Shen Tao's heart throb inexplicably.

She was originally the goddess of his dreams, how could he bear the physical contact, "Why is Ms. Leng so angry? We have something to discuss, why don't we have a drink?"

Leng Yan tried her best to break free, feeling extremely disgusted, "Let go of me!"

Shen Tao seemed to have lost his mind, he didn't care about other people's eyes, and kept holding the woman's wrist, "Why are you so excited? What are you afraid of in the public?"

Leng Yan felt that she was so unlucky that she encountered a dog skin plaster, which was the kind that she couldn't shake off no matter what.

"Please show some respect and let go!"

"You are a public figure." Anyway, that was already the case, Shen Tao decided to break the jar, "It's your ugly face that made the trouble..."

Leng Yan glared at him angrily, "Mr. Shen, you are also a respectable person in this circle, what is the difference between your current behavior and a hooligan?"

"Have you ever liked someone who is out of reach? Have you ever experienced the feeling of dreaming into reality?" As an artist, when emotions erupt, he will be very fanatical, "You can laugh at my behavior, But don't trample on my true feelings."

At this time, Leng Yan was not in the mood to listen to his theories, and just wanted to get away quickly.

Just when she was trying to get rid of that man, a man suddenly came up to them, stood in front of them, and said to Shen Tao, "Let her go!"

Shen Tao looked that person up and down, but didn't seem to take him seriously, "Who are you? I'm talking to a friend, what does it have to do with you?"

"I'll say it again, let her go!"

The picture of the three of them together attracted curious onlookers from the surrounding people.

Only then did Shen Tao wake up and let go of Leng Yan.

Meng Yixun pulled her over and protected him behind him, looking at Shen Tao with piercingly cold eyes.

"This gentleman," swallowed nervously, Shen Tao said bravely, "Your attitude is very rude, do you know that?"

"Polite?" Meng Yixun found it funny, "If you forcefully pull a woman's hand when she doesn't want to, is this behavior considered polite?"

"I didn't deadlift, so don't frame me." In this situation, Shen Tao would never admit it.

Meng Yixun turned his head and glanced at Leng Yan, "Did he just..."

"No, there was a misunderstanding," Leng Yan looked around and stopped him, "I'm leaving first."

What can she say with so many eyes, and even a camera watching her?Although I am very grateful to Meng Yixun for his rescue, because of him, Wen Yuanchen has been jealous too many times.

She didn't want her man to be angry with her all the time because of these things.In Leng Yan's opinion, no contact is more convincing than explanation.

"Yanyan," seeing Leng Yan leaving, Meng Yixun followed, "Wait a minute."

Leng Yan stopped, keeping a certain distance from him, "What's wrong?"

Meng Yixun frowned, feeling like a stone was blocked in his heart, "Do you have to keep me away?"

"Don't think too much," Leng Yan smiled lightly, "I'm just looking for Xiaoxing for something..."

Meng Yixun is not stupid, how could he fail to recognize that this was her excuse, "That person just now...is he pestering you?"

"Really not," Leng Yan said with a relaxed expression, "he is the planner of this event, he is also a painter, and he happens to be my fan. It's not what you think. He was just a little excited to see me, but not want to hurt me."

The reason why she explained so much to Meng Yixun was that Leng Yan didn't want him to have too much contact with herself by taking advantage of this matter.

Although I don't believe it, the other party has already said so.Meng Yixun really had no reason to continue to care, nor did he have a suitable identity.

"Well, you have to protect yourself."

Leng Yan nodded, "I will, thank you."

After speaking, she turned and went to the lounge.

Looking at the woman's back, Meng Yixun felt very uncomfortable.He suddenly realized that no matter what he did, he couldn't get the woman to look at him more.

And to deal with Wen Yuanchen, even if it is to get Xingchen, what is the meaning?Meng Yixun sighed, he needs to think about it, deep in his heart, he doesn't want to become the same person as Wen Zhihua...

……

"Boss," Mark's voice was full of apology, "It's because I'm not good at things, and I was deceived by false news."

Wen Yuanchen, who was in Country J at this time, did not see his legendary biological father.

Looking at the red maple leaves falling with the wind outside the car window, he felt an indescribable sadness in his heart.

"I can't blame you." In the past few days, Wen Yuanchen seemed to have figured out something, but he was not sure, "This matter... was originally difficult to investigate."

Just when Mark was about to speak again, Wen Yuanchen's cell phone rang.

Glancing at the screen, a trace of surprise flashed in Wen Yuanchen's eyes, but he still picked up the phone, "Mr. Meng."

Coming out of the exhibition hall, Meng Yixun got into his car, and after thinking for a long time, he made this call, "It's me, how is Mr. Wen?"

Wen Yuanchen chuckled, "Not bad, how about you?"

Meng Yixun no longer dealt with him, but directly said, "I think you already know that Xingchen is my hand and foot."

"Of course I already know, but," Wen Yuanchen narrowed his eyes slightly, "Why did you take the initiative to tell me, are you provoking me?"

"I'm an adult, I don't do such boring things." After a pause, he continued, "I met Yanyan just now, she was harassed, but because she didn't want to get involved with me, she pretended to be okay with everything." It didn't happen."

"Has been harassed?" Wen Yuanchen frowned, "What's going on?"

"It's a painter named Shen Tao. He pulled Yanyan's wrist, as if he wanted to force her to do something..." Before he came out, Meng Yixun had already investigated the man's information.

Wen Yuanchen remembered that this person was Bobo's father, and a sharp cold light flashed in his eyes, "Sure enough, he is not a good person... It seems that Mr. Meng rescued my wife. But, I am curious, why did you tell me What about this?"