After four years of marriage, the arrogant young master became obedient

After the song was finished, Il put his hand off the keys, and heard Luo Leisen whispering in his ear, "It's so nice."

"It doesn't play well..."

Rudiness in skills is one thing, but on the other hand, he was sitting on Luo Leisen's lap, how could he not be distracted at all.

"I think it's pretty good. Shall I buy you a piano for your home?" Luo Leisen suggested.

Yi Er shook his head, if he wanted it, he would have already bought it himself.

"Forget it, if you don't play it very much, it will still be ashes."

Il tried to break free from Luo Leisen's arms, and discussed helplessly: "Let's go for a walk."

"Stay with me a little longer." Luo Leisen hugged him even tighter, sticking to Yi Er's back, not letting him leave.

Il had no choice but to relax, and leaned on Luo Leisen with peace of mind, just staying with him like this.

On the other side, the Duke of Cayman and Jolis had almost discussed the matter of the wedding. According to Jolis's wishes, the matter of the wedding should be handled simply, and only some important relatives and friends should be invited to bless them.

"Would this be too wronged for you?" Duke Cayman himself wanted to make it a little more grand, but Jolis was still the most important thing.

"It's just a ceremony, I don't have that much energy to deal with too many strange guests."

Jolis held Duke Cayman's hand and said, "It's my greatest luck to be with you."

This sentence, Duke Cayman thinks that he should say it himself.

There was no one around, Duke Cayman gently pressed Jolis on the back of the sofa chair, and gave a loving kiss.

At this time, Il and Luo Leisen, who were coming down the stairs, happened to see this scene.

The two people who were kissing so inseparably did not notice them.

Il made a hissing gesture to Rolleson, and tiptoed down the stairs.

But in the end Joliss still found them, and pushed Duke Cayman away in a panic, pursing his lips and turning his head to look elsewhere in embarrassment.

Duke Cayman was slightly dissatisfied for a moment when he was pushed away. He saw Il and Luo Leisen who were standing frozen at the stairs, and looked at them calmly with the eyes of "you ruined my good deed".

"Hey, we still have something to do, so we'll go back first." Il pulled Luo Leisen out of the house quickly, and looked back reluctantly.

Luo Leisen misunderstood his meaning and asked, "Do you have a hobby of peeping at other people's intimacy?"

"It's you. I'm thinking that I won't be able to come and go freely in this house in the future."

If Bao Qi returns home one day, he will encounter some indescribable scenes.

As time passed, Il helped Jolis in the store for a few days, and the two gradually chatted about many things.

Especially Il, told Jolis all the interesting things about the members of the Omans family that he could think of.

"Listen to you, I really want to see the rest of your family sooner." Jolis chatted with El while instructing him on how to prune flower branches.

"My eldest brother should come to the wedding, but my second sister might not." Yi Er almost forgot what his second sister looked like.

"Is the forensic doctor also so busy?" Jolis asked curiously.

"It's true that her job is a forensic doctor, but her hobby is dissecting the corpses of alien creatures, and because she is dubbed a genius, she has been invited to different planets."

Sometimes when I think about it, Il thinks that he is quite useless. The eldest brother and the second sister are both geniuses in different fields, and he is the only one who can't learn anything well.

"...So that's how it is." Jolis couldn't help sighing, the people in the Omans family were indeed extraordinary.

Il said so much, but he didn't tell about Amega and Gran. After all, there was also the reason that Amega had a crush on Rollinson.

Anyway, there is no sign that the two of them will be together.

When Gran left before, Il asked his father what happened between Gran and Amega, probably because of a breakup.

"Anyone? I think..."

El and Jolis were arranging flowers and plants in the store when the wind chimes at the door rang.

Before he could say welcome, Yi Er looked at the person who was stunned at the door, and he was also stunned.

The guest who came in was none other than Amyjia.

Jolis gave Il a puzzled look, and greeted him with a smile, "May I ask what you need?"

Amega came to her senses, thinking that the world is really small.

"Help me wrap a bouquet of blue flowers and give it to someone I respect."

He made it clear that he came, and greeted Yi Er by the way, "Long time no see."

"Long time no see...how are you doing?" Il asked casually.

"pretty good, how about you?"

"I'm fine too."

"Oh, all right."

"Um……"

Seeing Il pretending to be looking for something to do in embarrassment, Amega suddenly laughed.

Il looked blank, and then heard Amega say: "I found out, you're actually quite cute."

what?

Being praised by an omega, or a former love rival...for being cute?

"So you know each other, so I must give you a discount." Jolis picked out the flowers and handed them to El for trimming.

"Thank you, boss." Amy Jia readily accepted, silently observing their interaction, a little surprised that Il was actually working.

Thinking about it carefully, if it wasn't because of Luo Leisen's relationship, he wouldn't have such a big opinion on rich people, not to mention that Il didn't do anything to offend him.

Now that he saw Il again, he was relieved.

After getting the flowers and paying the money, Amyjia returned to her pottery studio with great expectations.

Today is an important moment when his most admired teacher, Denmis, agrees to come to his studio as a teacher.

The studio has released a new batch of works, which have not yet been exhibited to the public. Amyjia is very satisfied with this series of works, and he looks forward to getting some comments from Dennis.

"Have you bought the flowers?" Colleagues are nervously setting up a display area, and when they see Amyjia back, they rush to report the progress.

"Well, I heard that the teacher likes blue flowers."

Amega put the bouquet aside and helped organize the display area, striving to be perfect in every detail.

After all, this opportunity did not come easily. When he sent an invitation to Danmisi through the light screen a few days ago, Danmisi rejected it.

He was not willing to give up just like that, so he gritted his teeth and bought some gifts that were suitable for him at a high price. Last night, Denmis beat him to an expensive dinner at a high-end restaurant.

Amega never imagined in her life that a dinner could cost so much.

In any case, as long as you can invite people, it will be worth the money.

Everything was ready at the studio, but Denmis did not show up within the agreed time.

Amyjia thought that the teacher had something to do temporarily, so she sent a light-screen communication, and was quickly connected.

"Teacher, is there something you can't come?" Amy Jia asked.

Denmis sounded as if she had just woken up, and she reacted for a while before saying, "Oh, it's already this time, wait for me for two hours."

"……OK."

Amega frowned when she heard the sound of hanging up the communication.

The colleague came over cautiously, "What's the matter? What did the teacher say?"

Amijia took a deep breath, said with a smile on her face, "It's okay, something happened to the teacher, and I won't be there until two hours later."

Colleagues who are familiar with Amega took a step back in unison, thinking that this expression is definitely angry, right?

"We understand, after all, he is a master, so he must be very busy." The colleague comforted, and silently handed Amy Jia a glass of water.

Amijia took the water glass and didn't say anything else. He didn't mind lowering the bottom line for the idol who had influenced his entire life.

Two hours later, Ms. Denim walked into Amega's studio in a private luxury car and wearing a formal dress.

Everyone in the studio looked excitedly and nervously as Denmis walked past one display stand after another.

Amijia followed closely beside Danmisi, introducing the design concept of each piece of work to Danmisi.

"A really good work should let the appreciator feel what the work is trying to express." Danmisi interrupted Amijia's words without interest.

"Yes, you're right." Amega said ashamedly, but he followed Miss Denise for a quick walk, and didn't hear Miss Dennis comment.

After finishing the last work, Denmis finally said, "That's it."

Amijia thumped in her heart, "Teacher, what do you mean?"

"Compared with me, it is far behind, but the level is still there. It is not bad to mass-produce it into family decorations."

Dennis laughed humorously, patted Amega on the shoulder and said, "Don't be discouraged, talent is something that not everyone has, at least I helped you find a way to get rich, you have to thank me very much. "

"..." Amy Jia moved the corners of her mouth, unable to laugh at all.

Others in the studio looked at each other, and instead of Amijia, they laughed dryly and said, "Thank you, teacher." "Thank you, teacher, for your comment."

After sending off Denmis, everyone stood beside Amega in despair, and no one could say words of comfort to each other.

Amijia seemed to have let go of all her strength, slowly squatted down, and sat on the ground with her knees hugged.

"Jiajia..." The colleague couldn't bear it, and called Amyjia, but he started crying instead.

Negative emotions spread, and Amijia glanced at them blankly, and asked indifferently, "Why are you crying?"

Isn't it just that the works that you think are perfect are belittled to be worthless by the big guys in the industry?Is it necessary to be hit like this?

……

necessary.

In the next few days, Amijia never stepped into the studio, and kept herself bored at home, letting her parents ask no matter what the reasons were.

"Your dad and I told you about the blind date, how did you think about it?"

Amega's mother brought this up on purpose. She knew that this was the point that would make Amega jump the most. She wanted Amega to take the opportunity to vent, and it was better than not saying a word to them now.

Amijia really responded, but what she said was: "Listen to you, make an appointment to meet."