The boss of a wealthy family is too clingy, and the beautiful secretary wants to quit

The sharp scream almost pierced Feng Jiajia's eardrum through the phone. She held the phone far away and spoke after a few seconds.

"Hey, Ranran, Yu Huai is having an art exhibition in Shenzhen this weekend, and I took great pains to get you a ticket." Feng Jiajia's voice was full of excitement, "When I come back from my business trip, you have to treat me to a big dinner!"

An Ran could almost feel the joy welling up from the bottom of her heart. The invitation in her hand seemed to carry all her expectations and excitement. Her fingers trembled slightly, as if she could feel Yu Huai's breath through this thin piece of paper.

"Not to mention one meal, even ten meals will be no problem!" An Ran responded proudly.

Recalling the time when she accidentally caught a glimpse of Yu Huai's paintings at Jiang Huainian's home, An Ran's heartbeat seemed to be plucked by a string, and she couldn't calm down for a long time.

The weekend arrived as scheduled, and Anran got up early and went to Jiang Huaian's home.

After exercising, Anran washed up, put on some light makeup, and changed into elegant and decent clothes.

She took out the invitation and looked at it carefully, her heart full of anticipation.

After resting for a while, she walked to the dining table humming happily. The sunlight shone on her fair face, making her look even more lively and beautiful.

Jiang Huainian glanced at An Ran, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.

He noticed An Ran's attire. She was wearing a long dress that was simple yet chic. The color of the dress was a soft beige color, with tiny blue flowers scattered on it, exuding an elegant temperament.

It was rare to see her wearing makeup, and I couldn't help but take a few more glances at her. I discovered that there was an unconcealable joy on Anran's face.

"Secretary An is in a good mood today." Uncle Zhang smiled and praised: "You look really beautiful today."

"Thank you." An Ran smiled faintly and responded to his compliment.

Anran turned the fork lightly and savored her breakfast.

Jiang Huaian glanced at An Ran, his eyes thoughtful.

"I'll take you to practice driving after breakfast. It'll count as overtime."

"I have something important to do today." An Ran said with a hint of determination.

Jiang Huaian frowned slightly and asked, "What do you want today?"

"Private matter." An Ran glanced at Yu Huai's paintings on the wall and smiled faintly.

Jiang Huaian frowned, a hint of dissatisfaction flashed across his eyes.

***

The exhibition was held in an art gallery in Shenzhen. When An Ran arrived, there were already many people waiting in line.

She showed her invitation and entered the exhibition hall smoothly.

Every inch of the wall in the exhibition hall is covered with Yu Huai's paintings, each of which seems to have its own soul, exuding strong vitality and deep emotion.

An Ran was deeply attracted by all of this. She walked slowly through this ocean of art, her eyes lingering on every painting, her heart beating fast.

One of the paintings made An Ran stop in her tracks, and her eyes were fixed on that painting.

The voice seemed to come from another world, pulling her back from the world in the painting. An Ran turned her head in surprise and looked in the direction of the voice.

The elegant woman stood in front of her, nodded slightly to her, with a warm smile on her face.

An Ran recognized her; she was Jiang Huainian's mother.

"Auntie, what a coincidence." There was a hint of surprise in An Ran's voice.

"Do you like Yu Huai's paintings?"

"I like it very much." An Ran answered, her eyes still on the painting that made her stop.

Ren Yunan smiled and approached her, her eyes also attracted by the painting, "Yu Huai is a talented painter, his paintings always make people think deeply, which of his paintings do you like best?"

"This one." An Ran's eyes were firm.

"Oh? Why? Yu Huai's paintings cover a wide range of subjects, including landscapes, flowers and birds, figures, etc. This painting is not well-known among his paintings."

An Ran smiled and explained, "Maybe it's because of the emotions in this painting. I feel a sense of joy and happiness in this painting."

After hearing this, Ren Yunan chuckled and said, "Can you tell that this is a baby's paw print?"

When Anran looked closely, she saw a baby's handprint in the painting. The faint mark was full of joy and happiness.

"It's true..." An Ran was so surprised that she was speechless.

"This is a painting that Yu Huai's son drew when he was one year old." Ren Yunan's eyes glowed with a soft light. "When he was drawing, his son was playing nearby and got his hands stained with paint, and accidentally left a mark on his face."

“It turns out that there is such a warm story behind this painting.”

Anran looked at the faint palm print, as if she could feel the joy of new life and the happiness of the family.

"Since you like this painting so much, auntie will give it to you." Ren Yunnan said with a smile.

An Ran was stunned. After a second, she opened her red lips slightly, and her voice was trembling, "I can't accept such an expensive gift."

Ren Yunan's lips curled up, and her eyes revealed sincere emotions, "Just consider it as a small gift for you and me."

"Thank you, Auntie. I received your kindness, but I cannot accept this painting. It is too valuable."

An Ran firmly rejected Ren Yunan's kindness

"Child, this is not just a painting, but also a blessing and a token of my heart." Ren Yunan said gently, "I believe you will cherish this fate."

An Ran took a deep breath and looked at Ren Yunan sincerely, "Auntie, I appreciate your kindness. But I really cannot accept this painting. I will treasure it as a beautiful memory in my heart."

After hearing this, Ren Yunan's eyes flashed with appreciation, "I'm glad you understand my feelings."

She patted An Ran's hand gently and said, "This painting is Yu Huai's personal collection. I think you and this painting are destined to be together. If you refuse again, Auntie will be angry."

Ren Yunnan pretended to be angry.

An Ran was slightly stunned, "Is it fate?"

"Well, I will send this painting to Huai Nian's company after the exhibition. You are not allowed to refuse." Ren Yunnan said without allowing any refusal.

"Okay, thank you, Auntie." An Ran took a deep breath and said solemnly, "I will cherish this painting."

After hearing this, Ren Yunan showed a satisfied smile on her face, "That's right." She patted An Ran's hand gently and then said, "An Ran, let's go shopping together."

An Ran nodded.

An Ran and Ren Yunnan visited the exhibition together, and every painting resonated with them.

An Ran said: "Art is an expression of emotion, it can touch people's hearts."

Ren Yunnan nodded with deep feeling.

After visiting the art exhibition, An Ran offered to treat Ren Yunnan to a meal.

"You owe me this meal for now. Huai Nian is going home for dinner today, so I have to go back." Ren Yunnan smiled.

"Okay, Auntie, please come and have dinner with me when you have time." An Ran said with a smile as she sent Ren Yunnan to the car.

Ren Yunnan smiled and nodded slightly.

The old house of the Jiang family.

"Did you give the painting "Biography" to someone else?" the man asked doubtfully.

"Hmm." Ren Yunnan smiled mysteriously.