Upon hearing this, Chen Yan almost glared at him angrily.

If it weren't for the money, he really wouldn't have been able to swallow this grievance.

Although he's not as good-looking as Fu Chenyuan, he still has a market appeal.

"Mr. Fu, don't worry, I will definitely have a girlfriend by the end of this year."

"Okay, let me know when you get married, and I'll give you a big red envelope."

Chen Yan then tentatively asked, "President Fu, may I ask how much the minimum amount is for this large red envelope?"

Fu Chenyuan glanced at him: "What do you think?"

Chen Yan...

Okay, Mr. Fu, you're cunning.

Fu Chenyuan was a man of his word; he had Chen Yan escort him to the entrance of Lanyue Bay and then let him go.

Freedom came so quickly that Chen Yan could hardly believe it.

When Fu Chenyuan returned home, he indeed found Jiang Wanning in the art studio.

The kitchen staff prepared the meal and, seeing the male homeowner return, tactfully withdrew.

Fu Chenyuan glanced at her and, seeing Jiang Wanning's focused painting, didn't disturb her. Instead, he went to his study and began working.

Being a boss really requires a lot of attention. At least the macro level needs to be grasped by the boss, while the subordinates can do some specific tasks, and the big decisions need to be made by the boss.

After Jiang Wanning finished drawing, she felt her neck was sore.

She got up and stretched, and saw that it was already dark; it was seven o'clock.

Jiang Wanning thought that Fu Chenyuan should be back by now. She jogged down the stairs and sure enough, she saw the living room light on and the study door half-open. She could hear Fu Chenyuan talking about business with someone.

Jiang Wanning gently pushed open the door and peeked inside, bumping right into Fu Chenyuan, who was standing by the window and had turned around.

Fu Chenyuan's eyes immediately lit up with a smile, and he waved to Jiang Wanning.

Jiang Wanning obediently walked up to Fu Chenyuan and kissed him on the cheek.

She was playing with Fu Chenyuan's shirt buttons, while Fu Chenyuan held his phone in one hand and had his other arm around her waist.

Fu Chenyuan spoke with the other party for a few minutes, then said, "We can discuss the details in person. My wife is hungry, and I need to have dinner with her."

The man opposite him was a middle-aged man, who thought Fu Chenyuan was showing off.

Ha, who doesn't have a wife!

He also has a wife.

Then, upon closer inspection, he was at the hotel.

Because he's been too busy with work lately and is rarely home, his wife and children have gotten used to it and it's as if he doesn't exist.

No, I have to go home right now. Next time I go on a business trip, I'll bring my wife with me. He has a wife too!

"Finished drawing?" Fu Chenyuan asked softly.

"Mmm." Jiang Wanning's eyes sparkled.

"I'm hungry, let's go eat, A-Yuan."

Fu Chenyuan lowered his head to kiss her, but Jiang Wanning pushed his face away, saying, "I didn't say I was hungry. I'm really hungry."

Fu Chenyuan chuckled: "What do you think I'm going to do? I just want to kiss my wife."

Jiang Wanning blushed. It was his fault for always misinterpreting her words. When she said she was hungry, he would interpret it as something else entirely.

After Fu Chenyuan finished speaking, he lowered his head and kissed Jiang Wanning before going to have dinner with her.

In the remaining few days, Jiang Wanning spent her time either in her studio or painting, preparing to deliver her artwork to a buyer for ten million yuan.

Meng Yu would sometimes come over after class.

Sometimes he would bring Gao Yiduo with him.

Jiang Wanning left late that day, and Meng Yu came over with Gao Yiduo.

Gao Yiduo has no talent for painting, but she enjoys looking at other people's paintings.

It was the first time she had watched two masters paint up close.

After looking around, Gao Yiduo ran over to Meng Yu.

Meng Yu and Jiang Wanning each occupied a corner, both very focused.

Gao Yiduo took out her phone, found the right angle, and took a picture of Meng Yu.

Then, she started taking pictures of Jiang Wanning, and once she started, she couldn't stop. She wanted to take ten consecutive pictures of a single action.

When Meng Yu pulled himself out of the painting, he saw Gao Yiduo still taking pictures of Jiang Wanning.

Meng Yu thought to himself, "Sure enough, what I was worried about is becoming a reality."

Gao Yiduo is almost becoming a fan of Jiang Wanning.

Jiang Wanning left, and Meng Yu walked behind Gao Yiduo.

Gao Yiduo was sitting there looking at her phone.

Meng Yu leaned closer, even more impressed.

Gao Yiduo is looking at Jiang Wanning's photos.

"I took a lot of photos of Sister Wan Ning. If Sister Wan Ning went into the entertainment industry, her looks would definitely make her a sensation."

Meng Yu's tone was a little sour: "You really enjoy looking at beautiful women that much?"

"Of course. It's a pity I'm not a man, otherwise I would want to compete with President Fu for Sister Wan Ning."

She suddenly looked up, gestured up and down, and said excitedly, "Meng Yu, I've discovered you're super handsome too! I noticed you the first time I saw you. You were so thin back then, but now that your face is fuller, you look even better. If you wore a wig, you'd probably look like a girl, and you wouldn't be able to tell if you were male or female."

Meng Yu rolled his eyes at her: "I'm a straight man! Don't use your yaoi fangirl ideas on me."

Meng Yu has already integrated well into the group.

Some girls, including Gao Yiduo, like to ship couples, whether it's male-male, female-female, or male-female-female.

"Okay, I was just kidding, don't be angry. Our Meng Yu is the best-looking."

Gao Yiduo knew that Meng Yu was in a bad mood, so she immediately comforted him.

She really couldn't bear to make Meng Yu angry.

Such a beautiful face should be smiling.

*

Before she knew it, it was the last day of September, and Jiang Wanning finished the painting.

She arranged a meeting place with the buyer.

Jiang Wanning glanced at the location. Hmm, a restaurant, relatively safe. Besides, bodyguards were with them.

The floor-to-ceiling glass wall and the window seats mean that the bodyguards can see even the slightest movement.

As agreed, Jiang Wanning took the painting and sat by the window.

She has a habit of being punctual, so although the appointment was for 7 p.m., Jiang Wanning arrived there at 6:40 p.m.

She sat down, glanced at her phone, and sent a message: "I've arrived. I'm waiting for you at the agreed-upon restaurant. Come find me when you get there." (smiley face emoji)

After sending the message, she didn't rush. Instead, she called Fu Chenyuan.

She told Fu Chenyuan that she was coming today.

After Meng Huaijin suddenly appeared at the art exhibition last time, he didn't show up again for half a month, making Jiang Wanning almost think that it was just her hallucination.

With Meng Huaijin's matter unresolved, Jiang Wanning always felt as if a sword was hanging over her head, and she didn't know when it would suddenly fall.

At that moment, a car was parked on the side of the street with its window only half rolled down.

Meng Huaijin was looking at Jiang Wanning through the car window.

Jiang Wanning had a happy smile on her face as she spoke on the phone to someone.

Meng Huaijin found the smile somewhat irritating.

He had a cigarette dangling from his lips but didn't light it; he just held it in his mouth and stared straight at Jiang Wanning.

That buyer with ten million was actually him!

He said he doesn't know what happiness is, and that's true.

If the happy smile on Jiang Wanning's face at this moment was given by him, he would feel happy.

But because it wasn't, Meng Huaijin found it irritating.