"Yeah, you said." Jun Wan nodded.

Then I felt the dazzling look behind me, "You go first, I'll come later."

Yan Shengsi pursed his lips.

He smiled at Mu Cang, "How about we talk to Jun Wan after we finish chatting with you later?"

Mu Cang shrugged, not wanting to respond to his words.

Yan Shengsi glanced at him and left.

Just turned his head and his face turned completely gloomy, and the people walking next to him gradually stopped their voices.

"Don't you think Yan Shengsi is too tight to see you?" Mu Cang shook his head and said to Jun Wan: "It will be very tiring to date and even get married with such a person."

He originally thought Jun Wan would agree, but he would refute it if he was not good at all.

But who knew that Jun Wan raised her eyelids, "If you just say bad things about Yan Shengsi in front of me, then we have nothing to talk about."

Mu Cang was stunned.

"I know more than you what kind of person Yan Shengsi is. You don't need to remind me." Jun Wan said with certainty.

"Sorry." Mu Cang raised his hands, "I'm over."

"I'm going to talk about this." Mu Cang took apart the wrapped painting on the table, revealing the picture inside, "How long have you been painting this painting?"

When Jun Wan saw that she had painted the one she sent to Mu Cang before?

Almost forgot.

"A whole night plus half a day."

This painting is not big, it is a small painting, and the color is simple, so it is drawn quickly.

In the painting that Mu Cang stood up, there was a woman.

The woman stood in a background of light and darkness, as if she was crossing two worlds.

She raised her head toward the sky, revealing three-quarters of her face, but she was so beautiful that she felt difficult to breathe.

Although she raised her head, her eyes looked out of the painting, coldly and mocked, and raised her eyes at the end.

It seems like staring at the person in front of the painting, without the colorful colors of the scene, but with this simple look, it makes people feel that their whole heart is being tightened.

"I clearly remember the experience in my heart when I saw this painting for the first time." Mu Cang slowly closed his eyes, as if he was recalling the scene of that day. "My studio is full of my own paintings, but once your paintings are revealed, I can't see my own paintings."

It has absolute appeal.

"I lost." Mu Cang smiled and slowly breathed a sigh of relief. "I admit defeat. Even if I accept my own apprentice, I can't give up on you and choose others."

It is much harder to admit defeat than not admit defeat.

But Mu Cang admires people who are truly capable.

He showed a strong sense of envy in his eyes, "You are talented."

When drawing, talent is sometimes more important than hard work.

That is the absolute sense of painting and agility that many hard-working people can't catch even after running for half a lifetime.

"This is a congratulation gift for you." He took out another painting, "It was just my own painting, and it is the best one I have drawn during this period." It was the inspiration I only got after reading Jun Wan's painting.

Jun Wan collected the painting, "Thank you."

"But can I ask you, is there really this woman in the painting?" Mu Cang said embarrassedly: "I have never seen such a beautiful woman."

The beauty of a woman in this painting is that kind of sharp beauty, very aggressive, and can tear your vision apart at a glance and forcefully occupy it.

"Yes." Jun Wan looked at the painting, "My model."

Mu Cang nodded, "I just said... the drawing was very good."

Jun Wan curled her lips.

The painting is not someone else.

It's what she was originally.

She was afraid that the longer she stayed in this world, the less she could remember what she was like.

Just drew it.

"Okay, this painting is hanging here." She got it on the wall of the office and looked at it twice a day, tsk!

She used to be busy governing the country and was really not in the mood to look at her face. Now it seems... she really can afford the words "beauty of a prosperous era".

On the sixth floor, Yan Shengsi sat on the side by himself, and no one dared to sit with him, including Mrs. Jun.

Shen Turong is the closest person to Yanshengsi.

She saw Yan Shengsi order a three-quarter cooked steak, but without eating it, she cut it with a knife, and the blood-red juice inside came out sirlied.

The sharp knife rubbed against the bottom of the bowl, making a very sharp and unpleasant sound.

The blood-red juice also stimulates everyone's eyes.

"What's wrong with Mr. Si?" Gong Ying asked Shen Turong in a low voice, "Aren't you doing fine just now?"

Shen Turong glanced at Yan Shengsi and said quietly: "Then see who is missing is not here!"

"Oh...Jun Wan."

"She is here." Gong Yan reminded.

Sure enough, I saw Jun Wan and Mu Cang come out together.

Mu Cang sat down first, and Yuan Ansheng was next to him. Yuan Ansheng asked: "What are you looking for Xiaowan?"

"Talking about art." Mu Cang smiled.

Yuan Ansheng pursed his lips.

On his right, he was specially free to leave it for Jun Wan.

But Jun Wan took a look at this seat with a very different difference, why did Yan Shengsi sit on the side by himself?

Yan Shengsi was still cutting the steak.

He hopes that all these friends around Jun Wan will disappear.

Of course, it can only be hope.

Yan Shengsi smiled self-deprecatingly, and then heard a 'magnetic' sound coming from beside him. The stool was pulled open and Jun Wan sat down.

Yan Shengsi turned to look at her in surprise.

"What do I do?" Jun Wan ordered a pasta for herself, "Let's have a meal."

Yan Shengsi put down the knife, turned his face and smiled.

Yuan Ansheng's hand on the stool next to him was slowly tightened.

Jun Wan thinks they are isolated Yan Shengsi?

But his personality is just unpleasant, it is a problem for Yan Shengsi. Why does Jun Wan have to stand on his side every time?

Yan Shengsi didn't cut the steak anymore. Jun Wan looked at the plate of blood coming out, "You're just eating this?" She showed disagreeable eyes.

"Actually it's quite delicious." Yan Shengsi said: "This is the most tender, how about you?"

Jun Wan showed an expression that was hard to describe: "No, our taste is not suitable."

It can be said that it is completely opposite.

Yan Shengsi likes Western food, while Jun Wan doesn’t like knife and fork.

He wants to be exquisite, and the king wants to be a general and lively.

But this did not prevent him from having to sit at the same table with her for dinner.

Yan Shengsi was in a good mood, and everyone's ears were liberated, and finally there was no need to listen to the strange sound.

Jun Wan ordered two more dishes.

Jun Xinxin's eyes swept past the dishes ordered by Jun Wan.

She discovered it last time she had dinner together in the hospital, and she was still quite shocked to see it again.

Junwan's taste is completely different now than before.

She was just thinking about it in her heart.

After observing for a while, Yuan Ansheng suddenly spoke, "Sister Xiaowan, I have lost my memory. Will the dishes I like change together?"
Chapter completed!