The CEO has a disease: Husband, please restrain yourself!

Because the air conditioner was turned on in the private room of the teahouse, the temperature was not very high. Su Yuan took a jacket as a lesson from the past, and Han Min's light blue denim jacket was useless.

There was a scent of tea in the air, with a fragrance that was not greasy, lingering in this small private room.

The city is brightly lit, and the sound of footsteps can be heard from outside from time to time, because it is the wooden floor, and most of the attendants here are dressed in ancient costumes, Hanfu, Wei Jin style, Ming system, and the clothes in different private rooms are also Different.

The private room they chose was mainly Wei Jinfeng. The characters on the wall were flying and dancing, as if they could twist their bodies and fly out of the cage on the wall in the next second like in an anime.

"Actually, I still like Chinese calligraphy quite a lot. Although I can't handle my handwriting, just watching them dance with ink will shock my soul." Han Min was telling the truth.

In his office, there is also the authentic work of Wang Lezhi, a contemporary calligrapher. This person said that it is a descendant of Wang Xizhi. As for the authenticity, Han Min did not pay attention to it.

When Su Yuan was on the production team, she also met a few staff members who were good at calligraphy. She didn't like calligraphy or hated it. If she insisted on expressing her attitude, she could only say that she liked watching other people write.

Seeing a thick and neat handwriting slowly appear on the rice paper, she felt inexplicably refreshed.

"Yes, especially when the tip of the pen with ink stuck on the rice paper, that feeling is really unforgettable." Su Yuan smiled softly.

When Han Min saw this smile, he felt that his heart, which had been silent for a long time, exploded. Looking at her snow-like skin, his earlobe was stained with a suspicious crimson.

"You're right. If I could write that kind of words, I would be so happy that I don't know who I am." Han Min was still humorous at this time, and his voice was neither serious nor heavy, neither slow nor urgent.

The girl's face is beautiful, especially when she smiles, it makes people feel that she is under the warm sun in April. Today, Su Yuan's lipstick is not very red. How bright and beautiful is it?

"They all say that writing is as important as drinking tea. If you are not sincere, your writing will be scribbled. When drinking tea, even the best Xueyu tea will not taste good." Gu Beilin explained , he put down the tea on his lips.

Gu Beilin is very knowledgeable about tea, he knows what kind of tea and what temperature to soak in water to drink it, and so on.

Ye Qingqing doesn't know where he learned it, but everyone has their own personal hobbies, and it's reasonable for her not to know.

"I've only seen imitations of Wang Xizhi's calligraphy in books before, and at first glance I think that this person's writing is really good, and his "Lanting Collection Preface" is really a literati." Ye Qingqing still has heard of Wang Xizhi. Recalling Wang Xizhi's article one day when she was in school, she even cried.

It's not that she's being hypocritical, it's just that she felt that she and Wang Xizhi had a close relationship at that moment. As for calligraphy, she had learned it before, but she didn't have a deep knowledge of it, and then she just let it go.

"Indeed, Wang Xizhi's technique is unique in the world. However, the calligraphers of that time are incomparable to the people of today. There may be someone who copied his own style, but to me, it is not satisfactory." Han Min's gaze It always falls on Su Yuan vaguely.

Su Yuan only thought that he was curious about her, and she smiled in her heart, but didn't take it seriously.

She has met a lot of men, some men only seek fame in their lives, and some men only love one person in their lives, but she is not interested in these.

After all, I have just been rejected, and my heart is empty. Although I am lonely, I am not sentimental.

This is Su Yuan's principle in the entertainment industry.

"I don't know what Ms. Su's handwriting looks like. If I have a chance in the future, I really want to read it once." Han Min has a good impression of Su Yuan, but he stops at being polite.

He didn't know Su Yuan's mood, what kind of feeling he had towards him, it would be too frivolous to say that he liked him when they met for the first time.

"If there is a chance in the future, I will write it for you." Su Yuan said this quite tactfully.

She has no interest in this man for the time being. According to the book, most people with peach blossom eyes are not in love.

There seemed to be light in Han Min's eyes: "This is the best, and a handsome woman's handwriting should also be good-looking."

Su Yuan said: "My handwriting is not good-looking, so my skin is worthy of praise."

Su Yuan and him have always kept a polite distance, far away, which makes him a little irritable, and he also knows that love can't be rushed.

"Miss Su, I think you are the tea from Xueyu. At first glance, you are cold and cold, but after getting along, it is too different from the first impression." Han Min's words are complimenting Su Yuan, and this is what he likes. This type, when we met for the first time, she was indifferent, you can watch from a distance but not play with, but this time when we meet again, I feel that she is as warm as the spring breeze in April.

Gu Beilin knew that Han Min was always flirtatious and irresponsible towards girls, but he wasn't worried about Su Yuan either, because she was the most clear about such feelings.

Ye Qingqing was quietly drinking tea, she felt that Su Yuan's mood was not so depressed, after all, she smiled, didn't she?

"Your first impression of me is that I'm a cold person?" Su Yuan turned her head and asked, neither sadness nor joy in her watery eyes.

Bring the teacup to your mouth.Han Min paused and said, "Yes, I always felt that you were in a bad mood at that time. The circles under your eyes also looked like you didn't sleep well."

And Han Min didn't know what happened next to Su Yuan in the afternoon, his words made Su Yuan's eyes dim.

She thought of Lu Yunfeng again, but that person didn't like her. She also knew that the so-called having someone she liked was just a reason to reject her. She has been in the entertainment industry for so many years, how could she not understand these words? mean.

It's nothing more than not wanting to hurt her, she was so tempted, and ended up depressed.

"Actually, you look better like this. It's better to wear a little makeup than makeup that doesn't suit you." Seeing Su Yuan's expression was wrong, Han Min immediately changed the subject.

But I was thinking in my heart: Did something happen to this woman?Looks unhappy.

He is someone who can make girls happy, so when their expressions are not right, he can always rein in the precipice and say something to please women.

Han Min didn't know what he said, his words made Su Yuan feel even more helpless, that makeup was specially drawn for Lu Yunfeng to see, so in the eyes of others, that makeup didn't suit her.

So what did Lu Yunfeng think?
"Our family, Su Yuan, can control any style of painting, but you are right, that kind of gentle temperament is not suitable for her. Now, it is the makeup made by me. The one that suits Yuanyuan best." Ye Qingqing sensed Su Yuan's mood, so she quickly brushed off the topic.