A heartthrob? Here you go!

Hang it in the lobby?

Song Jingshen's heart tightened, and she responded gently. She walked back slowly, squatted down, her long hair fell and tangled with the glass shards on the ground, and her slender jade-like fingers grasped the edge of the painting and picked up the painting.

The handsome young man half-knelt and remained silent for a long time without standing up.

Although hanging such a painting in his and Xiaoyu's love nest was disgusting, as if someone was invading.

The big, white hand holding the painting continued to increase its strength uncontrollably.

As long as he doesn't bring her home to meet his parents, it's all under his supervision.

When you’ve played enough and seen enough, you’ll naturally throw it away.

Song Jingshen stared at the painting in his hand, veins bulging on the back of his hand, and he tried his best to control the urge to tear up the painting.

Few heirs like him would learn these talents and skills.

All their energy is focused on political affairs, and all courses revolve around family and politics.

No heir would play the piano in public to win people's hearts, and no heir would practice ballet without practicing martial arts.

Song Jingshen lowered his eyes and brushed away the glass fragments on the painting.

Now that useless, useless vase has taken advantage of the opportunity and seized the chance.

Song Jing was very humble, suppressed the resentment in her heart, stood up straight, looked up at Yu Ge, and said gently: "Xiao Yu, are you coming back to live here? It's not far from the parliament. I can take you there."

"You knew already?"

Yu Ge frowned.

Song Jingshen chuckled: "I approved it."

Fang Xulan originally planned to let Yu Ge enter the committee room next week after reading the proposal, but the first thing Song Jingshen saw was that he changed the date and directly moved it to tomorrow.

After experiencing that kind of happy life that seemed like a married life, he could no longer endure the pain of Yu Ge not coming home at night and not replying to his messages.

Song Jingshen said meekly: "I will hang this painting on the wall later."

Use the original picture frame and rehang it!

It would be better if there was surveillance inside, so that the damn mistress could see what it means to be in perfect harmony and inseparable.

"Xiao Yu, can you please stay?" Song Jingshen pleaded in a low voice.

After fully understanding how Song Jingshen died, Yu Ge could tell at a glance what Song Jingshen was thinking about just now.

There are so many things to say about a painting——

Yu Ge lowered his eyes and thought for a while, then responded and asked, "I want the format of the proposal, and give me some proposals from the parliament for reference."

Since Xun Qingling said that, why not use it?

Keep him busy so that he won't be jealous every day.

After Yu Ge finished speaking, he went upstairs and called Lin Hui.

Lin Hui listened to Yu Ge's words in silence and asked a question: "Yu Yu, what are you going to do now?"

doing what?

Yu Ge didn’t understand.

If she wanted to live a peaceful life with Lin Hui after graduation, she should not have agreed to Fang Xulan's request and should not have joined the committee room.

But she agreed directly. Why?

There was a gentle knock on the door. Yu Ge opened it and saw a handsome and gentle young man.

He changed his clothes and treated his wounds. His every move was still graceful and elegant, without any sign of distortion or madness.

But Yu Ge knew very well that inside him was a paranoid monster as sticky as thick ink.

Song Jingshen gently hooked Yu Ge's hand, interlocked their fingers, and said softly: "The proposal format and previous examples are ready. Let's go to the study. I have prepared a place for you."

Yu Ge agreed, thinking that he was still useful, and let him hold her hand in a loving way.

When he arrived at the study, Song Jingshen sat aside consciously and quietly dealt with documents.

Yu Ge studied the format and various examples on his own.

Perhaps due to the influence of various red tapes among the nobles, the language in the proposal is extremely ornate, with various honorifics, greetings and modifiers densely packed, but very little effective information.

Only Zhang’s is a little simpler.

Yu Ge thought about it for a while and started to draft one according to the format. Five hours passed and he had only come up with a general idea.

After eating the meal prepared by Song Jingshen, Yu Ge worked until late at night before he finally drafted a first draft. The rest would need to be decided after he had reviewed each department one by one tomorrow.

On the second day, Yu Ge rejected Song Jingshen's invitation and set off on his own bicycle.

Before leaving, Song Jingshen handed over a pass and said, "The parliament is in the Corona Building, and there are other departments inside, so the review is strict."

"Take the temporary pass and show it when you go in."

The pass is a light blue card. In addition to the words "Corona Building Pass" there are a few lines of very small, indistinguishable words. Faint golden lines can be seen on the back, outlining the pattern of sunlight and mountains.

"If it still doesn't work," Song Jingshen raised the communicator and gently touched Yu Ge's.

"I have given you the authority. Just use my information in the communicator to scan it."

“Will your information be seen by others?”

Song Jingshen said helplessly: "That's for sure, Xiaoyu, but it doesn't matter, I don't mind."

But she minds.

Yu Ge decided not to use Song Jingshen’s personal information. After collecting the pass, he walked straight out the door.

The Corona Building is very close to Upstate University. It only takes about 30 minutes by car or by bike, which is much closer than going home.

Yu Ge rode all the way towards the Corona Building. There were a lot of vehicles on the road, but few people were riding bicycles, so the road was smooth and he was actually a little faster than Song Jingshen.

Arriving at the Corona Building, Yu Ge stopped, got off his bike, looked around, looking for a parking lot.

Countless vehicles arrived at the entrance of the building and slowly stopped. The doors were opened by the butler sitting in the passenger seat, and the politicians in uniform black suits got out of the cars.

After getting off the car, some strode forward and went straight into the Corona Building, while others glanced at the entire venue, and when they saw Yu Ge, who was pushing a cart and dressed in ordinary clothes, they couldn't help but frowned slightly, as if they were a little dissatisfied.

Why are these civilians coming here?

Someone immediately waved to the guards of the Corona Building and whispered a few words.

Yu Ge was still pushing her bike and looking for a parking lot when a polite voice suddenly came from behind her: "Good morning, ma'am."

Yu Ge turned around and saw the guard in platinum uniform behind him. He looked at Yu Ge and was stunned for a moment when he saw his face. He said very politely:

"The Corona Building is closed to the public. Madam, please leave as soon as possible."

Yu Ge took out the pass Song Jingshen gave him and showed it to him: "I came to the committee room to report today, this is my pass."

The guard took the pass very carefully, examined it carefully, and asked, "Do you have any other credentials?"