God's Palette

Then just browse everything in the photo.

Although the work is not over yet, and she has only drafted the beginning of her analysis document, but taking a break from her busy schedule, looking at the pleasing photos and maintaining a good mood is also part of the work.

"Xia Xun really... can take pictures of this world beautifully." She couldn't help commenting like this.

For example, Hawaii, indeed, is a beautiful resort, but when you go to the actual place and look at it with your eyes, you will feel that it is not so beautiful at all-at least it is far from being as beautiful as the photos... Mian Yu knows very well that most of the photos are Where did you get it.

——Because she was involved.

The photographer focuses on the front of the camera, while the person accompanying the photographer focuses on her back.She knows everything she sees in every journey, but the photographer can make the scenery more beautiful...Mian Yu obviously has a bad impression of this world, but at this moment, she has a different feeling...

Perhaps in response to Mian Yu's current thoughts, a phone rang.

The ringtone is exclusive to her.

Hearing the first note of the beginning, Mian Yu was even happier.

"Xia Xun is calling!" She quickly picked up the mobile phone beside her, took a few breaths on purpose, and delayed for a few seconds.It is not only to calm down the mood, but also to let the person on the other end of the phone have a sense of calmness of "I didn't wait for you to call".

After that, she picked it up unhurriedly, and greeted normally: "What's the matter?"

Did you not bring the key?Maybe it was just outside the door, and no one answered after knocking on the door many times, so you called with a sad face?Or is it more simple "I miss you, so I called to hear your voice".No matter which one is good, it can make Mian Yu happy.

"Boss Mian, I'm not coming back for lunch." In Xia Xun's clear voice, there was a noise like an engine.

"Oh……"

"Don't order takeaway, it's not good. There should be something to eat in the refrigerator. I cooked a lot yesterday." Xia Xun's voice was a little apologetic.

"It was eaten by Ye Qianluo in the middle of the night."

Xia Xun sighed, as if teasing Ye Qianluo, who was right next to him, and then transmitted his voice to the phone again: "Poor, then...there is only food at home, no leftovers. Your... ...I don't come back at night except at noon...but I don't want you to order takeaway..."

"It's okay, I'll do it myself." But Mian Yu didn't mind, and just said it as a matter of course, "Do you treat me like a child? I'm not a little piglet that you keep in captivity every day, and I can even stir the feed by myself." It’s less than… put the rice and water into the rice cooker, rinse the vegetables, chop them up and throw them into the water to cook, add a spoonful of salt, throw the eggs into the steamer and press a few buttons.”

"...so shabby." The sadness in Xia Xun's tone was clear.

Mian Yu smiled: "A shabby meal can highlight how extravagant the meals you cook for me."

Occasionally, Mian Yu also wanted to tease her by herself, and it seemed to work, because Xia Xun's voice on the other end of the phone was a little more flustered: "Bo, anyway, what, I should be back after dinner..."

Although there was a faint voice of "No, my sister wants to stay with you overnight", but the phone call ended happily.It's okay if she doesn't come back tonight, because she just went back to her home... Mian Yu said to herself.

……

"Master, about the wine list for tonight's family dinner..."

A rather refreshing woman dressed as a sommelier was chatting with the big man in front of her in fear.Although the owner of the Xia family is not a person who can't communicate, always puts on airs and is irritable, the sommelier will still feel scared if he takes up the other party's precious time with trivial matters.

The Patriarch's heroic face looked over, and his sharply trimmed eyebrows moved accordingly.

"Oh? I also need to confirm this?"

His words were just a question, and had no other meaning in fact, but they could exert a terrifying deterrent force in every gesture.

The sommelier curled his head in fear: "If you are busy, I, I will..."

"He's not busy."

Suddenly, another condescending voice spread throughout the room.That was the words of the wife of the head of the family—or, another person in power in the Xia family.This older, but still beautiful Kaolin Flower is the object of the waiter's admiration.

"Do you have any questions about the wine list?" The owner's wife glared at her husband, and said to the sommelier seriously, "Tonight's guests are very heavy, so it's good to finalize the details, let's talk."

"Tonight's dessert is already relatively sweet... I think if it is paired with 76-year-old Dijin, it may cause an overly sweet taste experience and may leave a bad impression on the guests..."

"Oh, it doesn't matter. I should have ordered that dessert, and only made one serving. It seems that there was a miscommunication between the chef and you."

"Huh?" The sommelier was a little confused, only one dessert?what happened?Xia family, Ye family, there are so many people in the dinner party, shouldn't each one have a share... Could it be that they are still giving a small meal to someone?

Seeing the face of the sommelier, the wife of the head of the house who was in charge of these household affairs suddenly spoke a lot more kindly: "There is a minor who is not good at drinking, so I will make a small snack for her alone..."

The sommelier feels that she is already very professional. She has collected the list and specific information of the dinner party personnel, so as to ensure that everyone is served in place - but Ye Qianluo, who is the youngest at the table, is already a big drinker. Girl... obviously not.

What's more, the wife of the head of the family can make a special order to make a snack for her... This kind of nonsensical treatment... Suddenly, she thought of a person who was circulated in the Xia family: "Is it the legendary second lady? "

The wife of the head of the house smiled slightly, and the head of the house smiled secretly.

I haven't seen her for a long time, and today I finally got my wish.

After the sommelier left, the owner's wife locked the door, and in the huge interview room, there were only the old couple left.The head of the family still didn't restrain his coercion, and the wife even smiled directly.

"To those in the Ye family, we are still a model couple," she said.

"There is no need to remind me of this."

Recently, the two of them had actually had a small conflict, so the state was arguing, because neither of them wanted to admit that they had left Xia Xun outside for so many years, so they both felt that there was something wrong with each other.However, this small conflict became insignificant in the face of the fact that "Xia Xun is back now".

The head of the family stared at his wife and said in a deep voice: "But I want to remind you another point. There are no model couples in the world. I just show my love for you and my family. Regarding this point, I am the same as the outside, whether it is In private or on stage, always.”

"Hmph, but I don't love you. Marrying you back then was an exchange of benefits." The madam tilted her head and hummed softly several times.

"In other words, my marriage with you is also an exchange of interests."

"Oh?"

"After all, I can marry you, which is the biggest profit in my life."

After finishing speaking, the Patriarch stood up, patted the slightly wrinkled hem of his clothes, and gently took his wife's hand that did not refuse.