The president was forced to marry his son?

"You, have met Tao Chuxue."

When Ji Chen called, Chen Yang was lying on the sofa, smoking a cigarette, and looking out the window.This posture has been going on for two days.There is nothing outside the window, no, the sun is shining brightly outside the window, the birdsong is noisy,...

"En!" Chen Yang snorted in a low voice.

The sound of electricity on the phone is clearly visible.

"The day after tomorrow, I'll come back and have a meal together."

"it is good."

At the old place, Chen Yang opened the door familiarly, and Ji Chen was on the phone. 
"..., well, that's it, the follow-up is up to you. If you can't make up your mind, call me again."

Ji Chen greeted Chen Yang with his eyes, and quickly ended the call.

Chen Yang tore off his collar, looked for the air conditioner, and turned down the temperature by two degrees. He still felt hot, so he dragged the chair under the air conditioner and sat under the air conditioner, blowing the cold wind.

Ji Chen glanced at it and seemed to disagree, but he didn't make a sound.

"Isn't the matter in South Korea settled yet?" Chen Yang asked.

"It's almost there, just the finishing work. This Korean company is too rough, the procedures are meticulous, and they are picky about things. Annoy them!"

"Korean companies have always been like this. Korean companies are better than Japanese companies."

"That's true."

……

"Tao Chuxue,... did she say anything?"

After eating, the two moved to the sofa beside them.Chen Yang, who was leaning on the sofa with his legs crossed on the chair, looked at Ji Chen.A look of worry flashed across Ji Chen's eyes.

"No. Didn't say anything!"

Chen Yang rubbed the back of the sofa and said quietly.

"In the future," Ji Chen said, "seldom see her!"

"Ok!"

Chen Yang responded in a low voice, looking at an oil painting in a vase full of flowers hanging on the opposite wall, the painting is quite beautiful, red, green and green.However, Chen Yang just couldn't appreciate it.Still, Chinese paintings are more charming.

It's been a long time since I went to art exhibitions. Tao Chuxue likes visiting art exhibitions and listening to operas. She seems to like all elegant things.I don't know who is going to accompany her to the opera now?That was a terrible thing. It made people want to sleep, but they couldn't fall asleep.Every time, I always take Ji Chen to go together, Ji Chen likes it very much,...

Chen Yang looked towards Ji Chen, and met Ji Chen's worried eyes...

"Don't worry, I won't fall into the same pit. I'm not stupid." Chen Yang smiled lightly.

Ji Chen pursed her lips, but didn't speak.

You're not stupid, you're just soft-hearted sometimes.I'm afraid that if she pesters you, you will eventually fall into her ways.

……

"Hey! Are you drawing?"

"Ok!"

"Is it really a painting?"

"Ok!"

"Oh!"

Xu Ling sneaked a sneak peek at Yinuo, who sat in front of the easel expressionlessly, observing the landscape painting with only outlines in front of him, with a serious look.

Xu Ling stuck out her tongue, glanced at the painting she had just begun to draw, then took a step to the side, tilted her head, and looked at Yinuo.

Yinuo is still staring at the painting, his hands are constantly brushing the paint, and he is busy shuttling between the paintings.

A few minutes later, Yinuo stopped, put away his things, and covered the canvas. Xu Ling heaved a sigh of relief, but he didn't look back.

Yinuo glanced at Xu Ling, who had a nervous expression on his face, and looked at him, but did not immediately explain.Yinuo packed up his things in an orderly manner, thinking in his heart how to tell Xu Ling about this, always feeling a little embarrassed.

Xu Ling followed Yinuo step by step.

Yinuo took the palette and pen to the bathroom to rinse it off and drain the water.Pull out a tissue and try to wipe it clean, then go to the small room and put it next to the easel.After leaving the small room, Yinuo went to the kitchen, washed his hands, opened the refrigerator, and took out two bottles of milk, one bottle of pure milk, and one bottle of yogurt.

"Do you want to drink it?" Yinuo handed one of the bottles of yogurt to Xu Ling who had been following behind her.

"Of course."

Xu Ling snatched the milk, but didn't drink it directly. She held the milk bottle in her hand and turned it around, but her eyes kept staring at Yinuo.

Yinuo cast a narrow glance at Xu Ling and went to her room.

Xu Ling followed quickly.

Yinuo glanced at the crib, and found that Yueyue was still sleeping, with her small arms sticking out of the thin blanket.The weather was hot, and Yi Nuo didn't care about her.

Yinuo walked to the window and sat down, tired from always holding his hands up, Yinuo moved his wrists.

Xu Ling hurriedly pulled a small stool, sat down in front of Yinuo, stared at Yinuo and waited for Yinuo to explain.

Yinuo glanced over, hey!I just knew that this guy is not easy to fool, if she doesn't figure it out, she won't let him go.

"Cough cough" Yinuo coughed twice in embarrassment.

"Why are you staring at me?" Yinuo asked bluffing.

"Drawing?" Xu Ling asked with a weird smile.

"What's wrong with painting, I used to paint a lot."

"That was before, now?"

"Now I want to draw again!" Yinuo said pretending to be nonchalant.

"Want to paint?!" Xu Ling moved over with a small bench, leaned in front of Yinuo, looked up at Yinuo, and asked, "Why do you want to paint again?"

"Move aside, the saliva is sprayed on my face," Yinuo pushed away the curious face of Xu Ling who was close to him, "It's been a long time, why am I still staying in the pit and not coming out? Peach Blossom Spring."

"Hey! It's good to come out, good to come out." The face that was pushed to the side turned back, "Why did you want to come out of the hole?"

Yinuo picked up Yueyue's toy on the window sill, a plastic little yellow duck, and it would squawk when pinched.Yueyue likes to play very much, and she always pinches it non-stop, as if there is really a little yellow duck being bullied by her and making "quack" noises.Yinuo didn't squeeze it, just played with it in his hand.

"It's nothing." Yinuo said softly, "All emotions have to give way to reality."

"Reality?" Xu Ling didn't understand.

"Zihe's mother came to make trouble again. I thought it would be better to move. Here she comes here whenever she wants, and makes trouble when she wants. Her mother may not listen to Su Zihe's words. Besides, he has to go to work, and her mother comes to make trouble. He may not have time to persuade her mother. This is not a problem. I think so! If I have money, I will buy a house and move away. If we move away, she will not be able to trouble us. Now I think of painting. "

Xu Ling frowned, then she nodded again.

"It doesn't cost so much to change a house, but it is very troublesome to sell the house and then buy it again. I thought that if painting can make money, then paint, and when I make some money, I will buy a smaller one The house was moved. Besides, there will be more places to use money in the future, so I can make more money. That's why I decided to paint." Yinuo explained.

"Oh!" Xu Ling thought for a while and said, "I have 10 yuan in my hand, and I can borrow 30 or [-] yuan from my parents. Where are you going to buy a house? Have you read it?"

Yinuo looked at Xu Ling gratefully and said: "Don't worry, I haven't read it yet. I just painted the painting, practice first. I will contact Dean Zhang in two days. When the painting is sold and the money is in hand, I will buy it. Buy one first." Smaller houses. Change houses when Yue Yue grows up. The housing prices are really expensive now. It’s several million! If the paintings don’t sell well, we can only change houses.”

"Yeah!" Xu Ling nodded and scolded, "That damn old woman, divorced, she's still messing around."

Yinuo sighed in his heart, yes!How could I have a former mother-in-law like her!There is no other way but to solve the problem, and it is best to stay away from her.

……

A finished painting is almost finished. If it can be sold smoothly, I, Yueyue, must have enough money for milk powder.Yueyue's school district housing may be available in the near future!
"Dean Zhang, I am Yinuo."

"Yinuo!" Dean Zhang was a little surprised, "Xia Yinuo?!"

"It's me, Xia Yinuo. Dean!" Xia Yinuo felt extremely sorry for Dean Zhang.Dean Zhang is so kind to himself.If I say I don’t paint, I don’t paint.The dean has persuaded himself several times!

"Yinuo! How are you doing recently?" The dean's voice could be heard to be very concerned about himself.

Yinuo felt even more guilty: "Very good. Dean, how are you? Are you okay?"

"Okay, okay!" The dean's thick laughter rang out, "No wonder the magpie called today, so it was Yinuo who called. Yinuo! Why did you think of me, the dean?"

"I often miss you, that is, I just feel guilty in my heart, and I am embarrassed to call you."

Yinuo spoke the truth.Whenever I want to make a phone call, I am afraid of calling and being scolded by the dean, because I have failed the dean's expectations.Every time, during the holidays, Yinuo only dared to send text messages to greet her.

"You little girl, why don't you be embarrassed. Painting is based on your mood. If you are in a bad mood, you can't draw. But ah! It's a pity that you don't draw. Okay, okay, let's not talk about this Yes. Is there anything to do on the phone?" The dean also comforted Yinuo.

"Dean, I recently painted a painting and plan to sell it." After saying this, Yinuo felt a little uneasy.I don't know if the dean is still willing to see his paintings, and whether the paintings he draws can still be admired by the dean.

Unexpectedly, the dean was very happy when he heard it, and his voice became a little louder: "This is really a happy event. I haven't seen your work for many years. If you want to sell it, the art museum will have it at the beginning of next month. The art exhibition is organized by the Artists Association. The Human Painting and Calligraphy Institute is also available. The previous few times, it was sold there. No matter where it is, it must be popular. Now, bring it here first, so that I can feast my eyes. "

"The craft is rusty, I just hope that the dean will not dislike it."

"I have confidence in your painting." With the dean's affirmative words, Yinuo's restless heart seemed to summon up courage.

I can do it.If it doesn't work this time, it will work next time.

"Thank you Dean for your trust. In these two days, I will send the painting to you, and you will take care of it."

"Then I'll be in charge."

"Thank you, Dean."

"Thank you! I'm so happy to hear that you picked up the pen again!..."

The director's laughter ended the call.

Dean Zhang met through Teacher Li. At first, he wanted to accept Yinuo as an apprentice, but after all, due to various incidents, there was no apprentice banquet, and Yinuo could only be regarded as half of Dean Zhang's apprentice.

-

"Why are you so happy today? I even brought wine specially."

Huang Tingyu opened the door, and saw Lao Zhang standing at the door with a smile on his face, holding a bottle of wine.

"Buckwheat wine, the wine you like." Dean Zhang picked up the bottle and passed Lao Huang's eyes, and entered the room proudly.

Lao Huang followed Dean Zhang and asked curiously: "Isn't it usually reluctant to drink it? Today, why are you willing to take it out? What is there to be happy about?"

Dean Zhang walked to the table, put down the wine, turned around and said to his old friend Huang Tingyu very happily: "Of course there is something happy. My apprentice, Xia Yinuo, has started painting again. Do you think Gao is happy?"