3 Bay Street

May 2st came soon after the art exhibition, and it was rare to rest for three days. There was still fog on the beach early in the morning. A sports car was speeding along the coastal road. After more than [-] hours, the car turned into a secluded tree-lined path.Although it is a suburb, the scenery is pretty good, and the villa hidden in the green trees is also quite exquisite.

The owner of this villa is an old man in his 60s.

The old man's name is Bai Minyuan, and he is a well-known painting master in Songcheng, but he retired from the painting circle a few years ago, and found a house in the suburbs to rest in peace.

Bai Minyuan had a weird temper when he was young, but when he gets old, his temper doesn't change easily.Hearing that the old man loves drinking tea, Han Ning specially asked someone to send a box of Dahongpao from Fujian. The Dahongpao sent by Mr. Han is naturally not an ordinary product that can be bought in the market. The old man just squinted at it. His face changed slightly, but he still restrained himself from answering, after all, there were too many people who came to him with various purposes every day.

Han Ning didn't mind either. He just put the gift aside and smiled slightly: "Mr. Bai, I took the liberty to bother you this time because my nephew has been obsessed with painting since he was a child. Today, I came here specially to ask the old man for some advice."

Not many people know his address, even fewer people know that he likes Dahongpao, and even fewer people know that he wants to take in a closed disciple recently.

Bai Minyuan looked at Han Ning. The identity of this gentle young man is not simple, but what is rare is that he has a humble temper and elegant demeanor. Bai Minyuan didn't ask anyone to kick him out. He glanced at the person standing next to him boy, ask him:

"Can you play chess?"

An Chen didn't know the relationship between playing chess and painting, but Bai Minyuan had already asked someone to bring Go.

A game of chess was played all afternoon.

Because Bai Minyuan had to think for a long time every time he made a move, a normal person probably wouldn't be able to move the table, but An Chen waited quietly without urging or talking. Of course, he still lost in the end.

An Chen had already expected the result. It's normal to lose if he is not good at chess, but he glanced at Han Ning who was sitting in the courtyard waiting. The fourth uncle accompanied him all day, which made An Chen feel bad.

Bai Minyuan asked someone to remove Go, drank a sip of tea, and said to him: "I am old, and I don't have much energy to teach you. From now on, you will come to me three times a month. Call me before you come." Just do it."

Although An Chen was very surprised, he didn't show much emotion.

"You," Bai Minyuan laughed at him, "You're just like an old man like me at such a young age, what are you doing so calmly? I'm painting, not a chess class. I'm not good at chess, so why can't I accept you as a student? "

An Chen smiled pleasantly and said, "Of course not."

Bai Minyuan looked at him with satisfaction.

Although he was playing chess, the old man spent all his afternoon observing the boy.He has seen too many young people who want to worship him as a teacher, but it is a pity that young people are always impetuous. When playing chess with him, they either lose patience or lose their minds in the end, but this one can calm down. When he made up his mind to play chess, he would concentrate on playing chess with him, without distracting his mind at all.

Bai Minyuan felt that only those who have a talent for painting and can concentrate without being disturbed by the outside world can become great talents.

He was very satisfied with himself as a closed disciple, and before leaving, he even gave An Chen a painting of himself.

When the car got on the highway, it was already late.An Chen was sitting in the passenger seat, watching Han Ning's cell phone kept ringing.

Han Ning is very busy with work on weekdays. It is a rare 3-day vacation. As the person in charge of the Han family, he is overwhelmed with various dinners and parties. People in the mall, friends, and people of unknown origin are all being arrested. See you at the opportunity.However, Han Ning still took the time to take him to find Bai Minyuan in person. Although he never said a word of thanks to Han Ning, An Chen deeply remembered what he had done for himself.

Han Ning turned on his cell phone and frowned slightly when he saw a text message sent to him by Mrs. Han in the morning.

Since Mrs. Han retired to the second line, she no longer took care of the company's affairs, and became idle all of a sudden. She was not used to it at first, so she had to find something to do for herself. Apart from teasing the children under her knees, the most worrying thing was the little ones. Her son's marriage is a major event, and she has been thinking about matching her son and Lu Qi, so she gave Lu Qi a ticket in the name of Han Ning, asking them to watch the latest drama, starting at 7:9 p.m. and ending at 11:[-] p.m. At the end of the clock, Han Ning looked at his watch, it was almost [-] o'clock now.

The car drove back to the coastal road, and Han Ning saw a red sports car parked by the sea in the distance, which belonged to Lu Qi.

When the car stopped, An Chen didn't know what was going on, but he didn't ask, and just followed Han Ning to get out of the car.

As soon as Lu Qi saw Han Ning, she got out of the car angrily. She put on her make-up early and waited for him in the theater for two hours. In the end, she was let go. When did Miss Lu get played like this? Pass?

Lu Qi has always had a violent temper. In the past, she didn't bother to say anything. She was so angry that she slapped her hand, but her hand was grabbed in mid-air.

Lu Qi saw that it was a young man standing next to her. She yanked her but did not pull it back. The young man held her tightly and showed no sympathy at all. Lu Qi yelled angrily, "Let go!"

An Chen didn't speak, Han Ning turned his head slightly to look at An Chen, An Chen knew what his fourth uncle meant, and then let go of his hand.

Lu Qi gave An Chen a hard look, and then rubbed her red wrist.

"I'm sorry, I haven't made it clear to you," Han Ning bowed slightly, "My mother always hoped that I could be with you, but we can't be forced in matters of affection. Aqi, you are a trustworthy friend, and you deserve more love." Good man. I didn't make it clear earlier, if I misunderstood you, it was my fault, and I apologize to you. "

Lu Qi, who had always been called a woman by her friends, had red eyes at this moment, and she held back the tears that were about to flow from her eyes.

In the night, Han Ning's expression was as calm as ever, his tone was gentle, and his demeanor was polite, but this was not the expression of a man who had feelings for her.

Lu Qi nodded fiercely: "I understand! You Han Ning is not wrong, how could the fourth son of the Han family make mistakes?"

Lu Qi turned around and left.

Han Ning watched the stubborn back melt into the night, with a trace of regret in his eyes.

The fog on the seaside was thicker and the humidity was heavier. An Chen looked at Han Ning's left leg with some worry: "Fourth Uncle, let's go inside."