No. 1 rich family abandons young

Wang Ziwen felt Li Shuyao's admiration, which was very strong.

"Thank you for the gift, Ziwen!"

Li Shuyao laughed at Yan Yan, thank you again.

As early as three days ago, Wang Ziwen had said that he would give her a gift.

Unexpectedly, Li Shuyao took the words from Shen Lang as a gift from Wang Ziwen.

Moreover, Li Shuyao never doubted that Shen Lang wrote it. In her eyes, Shen Lang could not understand calligraphy and painting.

The strong vanity stimulated Wang Ziwen, and Li Shuyao's admiration made him not want to deny it.

"Shu Yao, you're welcome, there is no distinction between us."

"Ziwen, you are so kind. Only you can give me such a meaningful gift. Others might give you lipstick and perfume. You are the one who understands me best."

At this time, Wang Ziwen's complexion looked a little embarrassed.

Because there is a bottle of perfume in his bag.

The gift he said three days ago to give to Li Shuyao was perfume...

I wanted to surprise Li Shuyao, but in the end...

"Fortunately, I didn't take out the perfume just now, but I made a very good impression on Shu Yao by mistake." Wang Ziwen exclaimed in secret.

In fact, he is already tired of the current life, because Li Shuyao advocates ancient etiquette.

In order to cater to Li Shuyao, they promised to keep each other's best things on the wedding night, and they didn't even hold hands.

At present, the two are still friends of gentlemen, they each have each other in their hearts, but there is no physical relationship.

Li Shuyao devotes most of her energy to piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. She admires talented people, and at the same time wants to make herself outstanding.

However, the reason why Wang Ziwen made the promise at the beginning was only to cater to Li Shuyao. His perfect personality of being a gentleman and gentle as jade was all for Li Shuyao to see.

"Shu Yao, I am the only one who understands you best in this world." Wang Ziwen quickly adjusted his mood and said affectionately.

After finishing speaking, Wang Ziwen went to hold Li Shuyao's hand, and even wanted to take the opportunity to have a kiss.

However, Li Shuyao took a step back subconsciously.

"Ziwen, we have promised each other to abide by the ancient rituals. I want to have a pure love and keep the best things from each other on the wedding night." Li Shuyao said seriously with her bright eyes like autumn water, her lips pursed.

Wang Ziwen smiled without changing his face and said: "Shu Yao, you misunderstood, our promise has always been kept in mind, I want to reserve a diamond ring, and solemnly propose to you on a certain day."

I have to say that Wang Ziwen's reaction was really quick, and his psychological quality was also super good. He didn't blush or heartbeat, so he found a reason to explain in time.

"Ziwen, you are so thoughtful. I blamed you. My fingers are very thin, so I'll buy the smallest size. Besides, I have leftover paint on my hands. I'm afraid it will stain your hands." , Li Shuyao stretched out her slender fingers and wiped them with a wet towel.

Her fingers are indeed slender and straight, very beautiful.

"Okay, Shu Yao." Wang Ziwen still nodded with a smile, his face was full of sunny and warm smiles, without the slightest hint of impatience.

But at the moment when Li Shuyao lowered her head and wiped her hands, Wang Ziwen's eyes flashed a cold look.

It's hard to spot if you don't pay attention.

And Li Shuyao, almost fell into Wang Ziwen's "acting skills", unable to extricate himself.

The Wang Ziwen in front of her is so gentle and gentle, with delicate thoughts, Shen Lang is not even half as good as Wang Ziwen.

"By the way, Ziwen, your rice characters are improving rapidly. No surprises, you will receive an invitation to join the Provincial Calligraphy Association."

Li Shuyao continued to appreciate Mi Fu's "Danyang Tie" with relish, and was full of praise for it.

Mizi is the font of Mi Fu, and the calligraphy circle likes to call it Mizi.

Mi Fu is self-contained in calligraphy and painting, especially in the field of calligraphy, with high attainments.

And the copy in Li Shuyao's hands has seven points of the charm of the original.

Its pen is brilliant, but its power is weak.Just a leisure place, but there is a lazy pen.It looks wild on the outside, but delicate in reality!

Li Shuyao couldn't put it down, and really wanted to frame it quickly, hang it in his study, and admire it every day.

At this time, Wang Ziwen answered calmly, "No hurry. My study of calligraphy is a lifelong ambition and has nothing to do with utilitarianism. Even if the Calligraphy Association doesn't recruit me, I don't care. I just want to inherit and carry forward Chinese culture."

As soon as these words came out, Li Shuyao admired Wang Ziwen even more.

"Ziwen, your pattern is really great. I want to learn from you and follow you!" Li Shuyao's eyes were watery, looking at Wang Ziwen with affection.

She feels that she is very lucky, lucky to know Wang Ziwen, and her family is well-matched, if there is no marriage contract with Shen Lang, it will be more perfect.

"Let's go, Shu Yao, I'll take you home."

"Okay Ziwen, I will frame this picture immediately when I get home."

Li Shuyao was so excited that she completely forgot about her "Mountain Cloud and Mist Picture".

The landscape painting she used to participate in the competition has been blown to the ground by the wind, and only the exact same painting by Shen Lang remained on the table.

……

At this moment, Song Ci had already caught up with Shen Lang.

"Shen Lang, why did you come out of the studio?" Song Ci asked curiously.

"Go in and look at a painting." Shen Lang responded lightly.

"Looking at paintings? Do you still know how to paint?" Song Ci said in disbelief: "I think you are drifting away. Don't think about it. Li Shuyao is the most talented woman in the provincial capital. You can't catch up. She only likes Wang Ziwen." , and only Wang Ziwen is the best match for her."

"It's just looking at the painting, don't think too much." Shen Lang glanced at Song Ci, and deliberately threatened: "Don't be jealous, I belong to you, and no one else can take it away."

As soon as the words fell, Song Ci panicked immediately, blushing as if drunk.

"You...you don't want to think about this girl. The reason why I got close to you is because of my grandfather's relationship. We can only be friends..."

What Shen Lang said made Song Ci believe it was true.

I don't know if she really expressed her dislike or duplicity.

The current Song Tian'e is a bit confusing, even she herself is messed up.

"Just kidding, you want to get into my arms, there's no way, unless you change your temper." Shen Lang smiled.

"Cut! You have a thick skin. This fairy is waiting for that unrivaled hero wearing a golden armor and riding colorful auspicious clouds. You are a bear at best!"

"I see your butt is itching again, right?"

"Shen Lang! The limited edition skirt I just bought, if you get it dirty by me, don't come to my house for dinner!"

"What a coincidence, I just dipped some paint in the studio."

……

Provincial Hospital, Intensive Care Unit.

Qi Huayu was still lying on the hospital bed, unconscious.

Outside the intensive care unit, Bai Weiwei was talking with a middle-aged woman.

Ever since Qi Huayu fell into a coma, Bai Weiwei has been anxiously trying to find a way out for herself.

The Qi family has always looked down on Bai Weiwei, because Bai Weiwei's background is too poor, and she doesn't match up with a famous family like the Qi family.

Now that Qi Huayu was in a coma, Bai Weiwei was even more terrified.

"Mom, tell me, what should I do? Help me out!"

Bai Weiwei looked at Qian Meilan at the side with a worried look on her face.