The male god is on the left, the warm man is on the right

The smile on Qiao Siyu's face did not diminish, but his expression changed when he looked at Ke Yi, "Ke Yi, you are a good girl, don't do this for me..."

As soon as she heard that Qiao Siyu was about to start her long speech again, Ke Yi hurriedly interjected, begging for mercy, "It's ok, I won't talk anymore, please don't send me a good person card anymore, old man, I can't bear it, Really."

Qiao Siyu shrugged his shoulders, saying that he didn't mean to say such words, lowered his head and continued to wash his cup, the leaves of Lusheng tea were poured aside, like a pile of green moss, not very beautiful, but the fragrance Still very rich.

Seeing Qiao Siyu's slender and beautiful fingers flying up and down in the water, Ke Yi was stunned for a while, and added in a daze, "Siyu, your hands are so beautiful."

"Really? I think it looks pretty too." Qiao Siyu said with a little conceit, then put the cup back into the cupboard and dried his hands, "Let's go, didn't you say you want to treat me to a big meal?"

Ke Yi looked cheated, took a big step back, and then stared wide-eyed, "I said treat you to eat, but you really want me to treat you to eat, hey, hey, it seems that you are richer than me More? What's more, didn't you ask me to tell Leng Zhi what you said just now?"

What she meant was that what she just said was acting.

It's really not easy to get her to take out the money.

Qiao Siyu smiled, showing his canine teeth, showing a bit of playfulness, "Ke Yi, I found something."

Ke Yi poked his head cautiously and asked, "What's the matter?"

"Last time I sent Zhang Zhenyang home, but I charged him a few hundred dollars. This guy is so nervous, he doesn't look like a rich star at all." Qiao Siyu was thinking, with obsidian-like eyes. It looked strangely radiant.

Ke Yi blinked her cat's eyes, "Maybe he didn't bring that much money that day, or maybe you charged too much. I've seen a lot of unscrupulous drivers like you." Ke Yi said, making a gesture. It looks like it's clear to the heart.

But Qiao Siyu still shook his head, "It doesn't look like that, you know, even if you really don't have money, you shouldn't act like that, not to mention I've seen everything in his wallet, what does it mean to have no money, then It’s a pile of money!.”

What's more, Qiao Siyu seems to have suddenly remembered something, "At that time, I saw a handkerchief in Zhang Zhenyang's chest pocket, and then joked that I would use that handkerchief to pay off the debt, but Zhang Zhenyang acted very panicked, and would rather give money than Give me that handkerchief."

In this way, even if Ke Yi became interested, she leaned towards Qiao Siyu again with a curious look, "What kind of handkerchief, is it very valuable?"

A handkerchief, is it made of gold thread?

Qiao Siyu shook his head, "It's not very valuable, but it's Leng Zhiyi's usual handkerchief, and I saw the l logo on the corner."

In this way, her thoughts became very clear all of a sudden. Ke Yi looked at Qiao Siyu in front of her and said the answer in her heart, "You mean, Zhang Zhenyang's handkerchief is made of cold sun? And it is very likely that it is cold." Burned it for him?"

"Maybe," Qiao Siyu shook his head slowly, and then frowned, "The handkerchief just has the same logo. I don't know what it is."

It was because of this that he dared not continue. What if his conjecture was true? What if it was true?

……

Zhang Zhenyang looked at the empty wall in front of him with a melancholy expression. The little nanny wanted to remind him to eat several times, but he swallowed it when he said it.

Sister Man said that the young master is not in a good mood recently, and she told herself not to disturb him, which should also include, don't disturb his daze, right?Even when it comes to eating?Thinking about it, the little nanny gave herself an affirmative answer, then turned around and left to continue doing her own thing.

It's been five days.

Zhang Zhenyang sighed slightly. After asking Sister Man to send the check away that day, Leng Zhi didn't respond at all, as if he also wanted to break up with him.

Maybe not as if, it's true.

As soon as the little nanny turned around, she saw a box carried by Sister Man walking towards it. The box was square and flat, and she didn't know what was in it. She ran up to help and asked curiously, " Sister Man, what did you bring?"

Sister Man answered irrelevantly, "Where's Zhang Zhenyang?"

The little nanny turned her mouth into the living room, "Stay in a daze, Sister Man, he hasn't eaten since he got up this morning, and it's already afternoon, so he still hasn't eaten, isn't he too sick?"

Sister Man shook her head. At this time, telling him to eat wouldn't kill him?I was already sad, but I was forced to do things I didn't want to do, and no one would be happy if I changed them.

"Let's wait for him to play by himself for a while. It's okay. Do me a favor and find a hammer in the toolbox." Sister Man said, holding the box and walking towards Zhang Zhenyang.

Zhang Zhenyang had heard the commotion here a long time ago, but he was reluctant to turn his head. It wasn't until Sister Man walked behind him that he said in a muffled voice, "Sister Man, are you here?"

Sister Man rolled her eyes at his back, "Sister Man, I'm not dead yet, don't speak so feebly, really, I'm convinced. Hurry up and help me."

Zhang Zhenyang just got up, and seeing the box in Sister Man's hand, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes, "What is this?"

Sister Man pouted, "Don't you know if you take it apart?"

With doubts, Zhang Zhenyang's slender fingers danced on the top of the paper box, and then he saw what was inside, which was a painting.

And it's still the one that was placed in the living room before.

"Sister Man, what is this?" Zhang Zhenyang looked up at Sister Man in surprise, not understanding what it meant.

In order to repay the money for those trousers, he gave them a few hundred yuan cheap, but Sister Man actually bought them back for him. The purchase price of a few hundred yuan should be impossible, right?

Looking at Zhang Zhenyang's puzzled eyes, Sister Man finally said, "This is your painting. I bought it back for you. After all, I have returned the money for the trousers. I should return the painting to you, Miss Youshu." It’s inappropriate to drop the painting casually like this.”

Sister Man's words were understated, but Zhang Zhenyang was shocked.

Sister Man said the price of this painting, a painting worth 100 million, and Sister Man just bought it for herself casually.

"Sister Man," Zhang Zhenyang hesitated, "I will return the money to you later, but it may take some time."

100 million, and I don't know that I have to work for a few months before I can earn it back.

Sister Man rolled her eyes at him again, "Who wants you to pay it back? If you work hard for me and help me earn more money, I will be grateful. I will bribe you with this painting. Please work hard in the future, okay?"

……

Zhang Zhenyang was silent, and didn't know what to say for a while. There was a reason for Sister Man's words. In the past five days, even if she participated in the work, she looked listless.

As an artist, the most taboo thing is to bring your own feelings into your work.

But now Sister Man treats me so well, if I continue to be so decadent, I may really be sorry for Sister Man, Zhang Zhenyang thought, nodded, and forced a smile on his face, "I see, Sister Man, I will work harder in the future.”

Sister Man shook her head, still seeing Zhang Zhenyang's reluctance, "I don't want you to work for me. It was your wish to be a star before. Now that you are, you should cherish it, right?"

Is it my previous wish?

Zhang Zhenyang was a little puzzled, the former Zhang Zhenyang still had such a dream, but why did he become a stallion?

"I see." Zhang Zhenyang nodded.

The little nanny had already taken out the hammer, handed it to Sister Man and said, "Sister Man, you want the hammer."

Sister Man took it, and passed it to Zhang Zhenyang, "You go and nail it. You should hang it up again when you took it off."

There is nothing wrong with it, Zhang Zhenyang took the hammer and the painting in Sister Man's hand without saying a word, climbed up and hung the painting again, when he turned his head, Sister Man was looking at it with a serious face, which made Zhang Zhenyang a little displeased. Get comfortable, "Sister Man, what are you doing looking at me like this, is it because I didn't hang it up properly, is it crooked?"

Sister Man shook her head, her water-colored eyes filled with exclamation, "Zhang Zhenyang, I want to say a few words to you, and I hope you will keep them all in my heart, is that okay?"

Such polite words made Zhang Zhenyang feel a little uncomfortable, so he nodded and began to say, "Just say what you have to say, Sister Man, you are so gentle suddenly, I thought you were dropped."

It's like a different person.

Sister Man ignored his words and continued to speak her own words, "You bought this painting at the beginning and asked for a few hundred yuan. Now I bought it back and asked for a million yuan, but I still gave it. It's not because I have a lot of money. But the painting is worth it."

The living room was quiet, Zhang Zhenyang tilted his head halfway, not understanding what Sister Man was talking about.

Is it just to make up for not having those bole eyes?

After a pause, the light in Sister Man's eyes became brighter and brighter, and then she looked at Zhang Zhenyang, saying every word with extra effort, "I hope you know that even if that painting is worthless in your heart, But those who really know his value will get him at any cost, maybe Leng Zhi thinks you are a bastard, but you have to prove it to him, he just got it wrong."

"Sister Man..." Zhang Zhenyang raised his head with a look of emotion.

Sister Man shifted her gaze to the painting, "Even a few simple lines will have their own meaning. You have your own meaning. Why should you lose your fighting spirit for such a thing? If you feel sad, Just get strong and let him know he was wrong."