Seeking love through marriage: Mr. is too arrogant

The cool wind blows slowly, bringing the breath of autumn.

After Jiang Manxue asked the question, she also looked at Lin Qingyuan with a little nervousness.

This can be said to be the first business deal she negotiated in person, and she doesn't want problems in time communication.But with a rigorous attitude, Jiang Manxue still took all factors into consideration.

After all, she still has an unfinished order from Dr. Wen, and more importantly, Jiang Siya will have an operation in a few days.At that time, she will definitely be restless, and can't even concentrate, let alone draw.

Therefore, even if everything is considered, it will take a month before she can complete the work as quickly as possible.

Lin Qingyuan would naturally not refuse Jiang Manxue's proposal.

He thought about it, and even offered to ask: "One month is fine, two or three months is fine, the time can be discussed." After a pause, he was afraid that Jiang Manxue would misunderstand, so he took the initiative to add a sentence.

"Just have quality."

For his words, Jiang Manxue agrees very much.

Jiang Manxue nodded: "I know this, Mr. Qingyuan can rest assured."

"Mr. Qingyuan, do you have any specific requirements for paintings? If you have any paintings, you can just mention them." Jiang Manxue thought for a while, and left her ward number to Lin Qingyuan: "If you have any questions, you You can come to me to understand, you don’t need to wait in the garden all the time.”

However, what Jiang Manxue didn't know was that the reason why Lin Qingyuan was waiting for her in the garden was not entirely because he didn't know where Jiang Manxue's ward was, so it was hard to find it.It's that he simply can't.

Lin Qingyuan couldn't go to Jiang Manxue.He couldn't let Lu Sichen know that he wanted to find Jiang Manxue.

So, after only a few seconds of silence, Lin Qingyuan asked in a low voice: "I'm afraid it's inconvenient to go there. Can you tell me your mobile phone number?"

Jiang Manxue realized that it might not be convenient for her to receive him in the ward, so she nodded immediately.

She reported a series of numbers to Lin Qingyuan: "This is my mobile phone number. You can call or send me a message directly, or you can add me as a friend. We will contact on the communication."

Lin Qingyuan looked very happy and kept nodding his head.

Jiang Manxue asked him very patiently: "Mr. Qingyuan, do you remember?"

Then, Lin Qingyuan repeated the string of numbers and reported it to him again.

Jiang Manxue looked at him in surprise, and then praised him without hesitation.

"You have a wonderful memory. I only said it once, and you remembered it."

Lin Qingyuan raised his hand and scratched his hair in embarrassment.He also owes his good memory to the casino.If it weren't for the years spent in the casino, whether it was mahjong or playing cards, you would need to keep counting the cards, otherwise, you would lose miserably.Therefore, Lin Qingyuan developed a very sensitive reaction to numbers.

Jiang Manxue looked at the time and found that it was getting late. She got up from the bench and nodded slightly to Lin Qingyuan.

"It's getting late, so I'll go back first. Thank you very much today, Mr. Qingyuan."

Lin Qingyuan waved his hand, saying that there is no need to be so polite.

"You can contact me at any time. In addition, if you have any worries, you can also tell me directly. We can follow the contract and pay the deposit after signing the contract. After I hand in all the paintings and you accept them, I will make up the rest money."

In the end, who knew Jiang Manxue's proposal was directly rejected by Lin Qingyuan without even thinking about it.

"No, no need. I don't like to follow the contract." After saying this, Lin Qingyuan pursed his lips, looking very embarrassed. "I'll pay you the deposit first, it's okay."

Jiang Manxue felt that this person was a little strange again.She raised her head and looked at Lin Qingyuan suspiciously, but the other party took his eyes away from her.

After that, Jiang Manxue didn't say anything more to Lin Qingyuan.After saying goodbye to Lin Qingyuan, she turned and left.

When she returned to the ward and looked into the garden again, she found that the place where she had stayed before was no longer there.

This man is really mysterious.Jiang Manxue thought deeply.When you wait, you must ask Dr. Wen if you know this patient.

……

The line drawing for Dr. Wen has been completed, and the rest is coloring.

The next day, Jiang Manxue filled the palette with oil paint.

There are so many colors that the nurse feels that there is no way for another person to walk in within one meter of Jiang Manxue.

"Miss Jiang, you... have prepared too many colors, right?" The nurse looked at Jiang Manxue anxiously from a distance and asked.

She still remembered that Jiang Manxue didn't prepare so many paints, at least when painting a painting.

"Yeah." Jiang Manxue smiled easily. "I want to try a different style of painting this time. Auntie, don't worry about me. It's a bit messy here. I'll clean it up after I finish painting."

Although she said so, how dare the nurse let her clean up.I can only stay quietly by the side, trying not to disturb Jiang Manxue's work.

The paints sent by Lu Sichen are top-notch.There is no slight error in color.When the strokes smudge them, the colors are gentle as if they can melt people into them.

Thinking of Lu Sichen, Jiang Manxue paused when she was stained with paint.

Since what happened that day, there has been no news from Lu Sichen.The only person who made a phone call was not him.

Jiang Manxue thought to herself, wondering if Lu Sichen was recovering from his illness.

However, just after thinking about it, she couldn't help but start to despise herself.Obviously, she has decided not to love him anymore.But still couldn't help but care.Even if the relationship between her and Lu Sichen has dropped to a freezing point, even if she really has no love for Lu Sichen, but the long-term emotions have bound her, and caring has long become a habit.

For Jiang Manxue, habit is really a terrible thing.She is used to accept, used to feel, used to obey everything.

But what she had to get used to now was precisely to resist the habit.

Jiang Manxue forced herself not to think about Lu Sichen anymore.She shook her head to stop herself from being distracted.Taking a deep breath, she raised her hand and dyed the adjusted paint layer by layer on the painting.

During the period, the nurse seemed to call her several times, but Jiang Manxue failed to respond.

When she was painting, it could be said that she devoted herself wholeheartedly and could not hear any sound.

When she had almost dyed the color and put down the pen to examine the painting, she heard the nurse's voice.

"Miss Jiang, Mr. Lu just called you a few times."