This was Vivien's first time in Cheng Yanmo's study, and she couldn't help but take a look around. The study was divided into an office area and a library, separated by a glass wall. Seeing the shelves in the library filled with books, Vivien was somewhat surprised by Cheng Yanmo's astonishing reading volume.

The outer office had only one desk, on which was placed Cheng Yanmo's personal computer. Behind him was a desk with the four treasures of the study, where Cheng Yanmo practiced calligraphy and painting.

Fei Wen was wondering why he asked her to come into the study when she heard Cheng Yanmo say, "Assistant Fei, you can use my desk."

Feiwen asked subconsciously: "What about you?"

"I practice calligraphy."

"...oh."

Vivien sat in his chair, feeling something was amiss. She sat upright, her body tense, indescribably nervous.

Hearing the movement of Cheng Yanmo behind her, Feiwen's heartbeat was getting faster and faster. After more than ten minutes, she heard no movement and couldn't help but turn around to take a peek.

As a result, when he turned around, he found that Cheng Yanmo was looking at him intently.

Vivien's face felt inexplicably hot.

She looked at the rice paper in front of Cheng Yanmo. She thought he was practicing calligraphy, but she found he was painting. On the white rice paper, a picture of a beautiful woman was sketched with a brush.

The person in the painting is wearing a shirt and trousers. Although there is only an outline of the face without detailed facial features, judging from the height, dress and charm of the person in the painting, it is Vivien.

Vivien's heart skipped a beat.

At this moment, Cheng Yanmo also realized that he had been distracted. He put down his pen, stared at Feiwen, and asked her, "What are you thinking about?"

Vivien asked bluntly, "Boss, why are you drawing me?"

Cheng Yanmo also said, "Yes, why did I draw you?" He had originally intended to practice calligraphy, but when he started writing, he subconsciously drew Vivien. When he realized that he had drawn Vivien, he felt a little complicated.

Vivien didn't dare to ask any more questions, so she turned around and continued to organize the documents needed for tomorrow's morning meeting.

Cheng Yanmo continued practicing calligraphy. When Fei Wen finished her work and turned off her computer to go to the guest room to rest, Cheng Yanmo suddenly called Fei Wen. "Assistant Fei."

Vivien had just put her notebook into her briefcase when she turned around subconsciously and asked, "Huh?"

Cheng Yanmo held the painting in his hand, the ink on it already dry. He handed it to Feiwen, who took it with a puzzled look on her face, and asked, "Give it to me?"

"Um."

Cheng Yanmo asked Fei Wen, "Does Assistant Fei know how to clean the brushes?"

Vivien had never done this before, but she was an all-round assistant and could learn if she didn't know how. "I can do it." Vivien took the brush and inkstone, quickly looked up the technique for cleaning the brush, and quickly cleaned them.

She returned with her things and hung the brush on the Pen Holder. At this moment, Cheng Yanmo came out of the library, holding a book that looked like a biography. Seeing Feiwen hanging up her brush, he suddenly said something sarcastically, "In ancient times, it was usually the maids and wives who cleaned the brushes for scholars."

How should I answer this?

Vivien thought: Should I say, I want to be your maid for the rest of my life? Or should I say, I want to be your wife?

No matter how you answer, it's wrong.

When Cheng Yanmo saw Feiwen's embarrassed expression, he realized belatedly that what he said was considered sexual harassment in the workplace.

Cheng Yanmo was about to apologize when he heard Feiwen ask, "Boss, can your pen be washed by your maid or by your wife?" Feiwen passed the buck to Cheng Yanmo.

Cheng Yanmo finally experienced the frustration of shooting himself in the foot.

"Sorry, I didn't say the right thing." Cheng Yanmo left the study in a panic.

Vivien picked up her briefcase, took the calligraphy and painting and returned to the guest room. After taking a shower, she tossed and turned in bed for a long time before falling asleep.

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Han Zhan and Li Li were both married and unsuitable to be best men for Valang. Valang's close friends were almost all married, so he finally decided to let Han Junjun be his best man.

Han Junjun was going to be the best man, and he was very excited. At four o'clock in the morning, he took his sister to drive to Yulong Villa.

According to the customs of Wangdong City, when welcoming the bride, the groom must bring two unmarried girls with him to show his respect for the bride. These two girls are mainly responsible for opening the car door for the bride and groom, holding the bouquet, carrying the bride's bag, and other trivial matters.

The Han family had many sons but few daughters, so the task naturally fell to Han Wangwang. When Han Wangwang heard that two unmarried women were needed, she invited Jiang Bi to join her.

She went shopping for a dress the day before yesterday, just for today's wedding.

When Jiang Bi heard that she had to wear a skirt and go with the groom, Arang, to greet the bride, she was reluctant. But Han Wangwang's love of acting like a spoiled child, wanting kisses, hugs, and lifts, made her agree.

Jiang Bi got up before dawn. He opened the wardrobe, found a short-sleeved T-shirt and loose jeans to change into, let his hair down casually, and went downstairs.

It was still early, and Jiang Guchuan was the only one in the Jiang family who had gotten up. He was doing morning exercises in the gym on the first floor.

Hearing some noise in the front room, Jiang Guchuan walked out of the gym and saw Jiang Bi standing in front of the refrigerator in the kitchen, not knowing what she was doing.

"Little sister, you're up so early?" Jiang Guchuan stared at his sister's tall figure, looked at his clothes today, and couldn't help asking: "Are you going to the wedding in this outfit? A skirt would be more appropriate."

Jiang Bi turned around, drinking from a cup of yogurt. He tilted his head back to drink the yogurt, licking the foam from the corners of his mouth.

Jiang Guchuan noticed Jiang Bi's actions and subconsciously looked away.

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