Chapter 45 Is it a boyfriend?

Fu Qi'an's smile was very beautiful, like an exceptionally gorgeous bright red flower that suddenly appeared on a snowy mountain.

His movements were somewhat nonchalant as he rubbed the kitten's head and tangled its tail.

Zhu Yanshi always felt that such behavior was very introverted.

He averted his gaze, his tone firm.

"I will definitely finish it."

"But I won't agree to that."

Fu Qi'an raised his eyes and the smile on his face disappeared.

The air was quiet for a moment, and the air around gradually became tense.

Zhu Yanshi stood up and approached Fu Qian'an with no expression on his face.

Under Fu Qi'an's confused gaze, he squatted down and placed his hands on his cheeks.

A smile brighter than a flower bloomed on her face.

"It's okay, it's okay..."

"I can wait."

Blink.

Fu Qi'an's earlobes felt a little hot, and he turned his eyes away silently.

He has to stick to the bottom line.

Zhu Yanshi is a very shameless man.

It happened to be dinner time, so without hesitation, it was natural for me to stay at Fu Qi'an's house for dinner.

It didn't disturb Fu Qian'an's work at all. He held the kitten and admired the paintings hanging on the wall.

I didn't know Fu Qi'an's job before, I just knew that he was rich.

Zhu Yanshi lamented that he read books too hastily.

I held the cat and stared at a completely incomprehensible painting for a while, but still couldn't figure out what it meant.

I have to admit that I have no artistic talent.

The doorbell happened to ring at this moment, and Zhu Yanshi glanced at Fu Qi'an who was painting in the studio.

I think this person is strange.

I don’t paint during the day, I start creating after dark.

Holding the cat, he ran to the studio door in small steps, stuck his head out, bent his fingers, and knocked on the door.

Seeing the other person turned his head to look at him, Zhu Yanshi smiled.

"Someone's knocking on the door..."

"Auntie is here to cook, please open the door."

After Fu Qianan finished speaking, he continued to doodle on the paper with his paintbrush.

Zhu Yanshi left with the cat in his arms, stood at the gate and opened it.

I looked into the eyes of the aunt carrying vegetables at the door.

The aunt opened her eyes wide and was stunned for a moment, then looked up and down at him with a meaningful look in her eyes.

Then he reacted and forced a smile on his face.

"Hello."

"Fu Qi'an is painting..."

Zhu Yanshi blinked.

"fine."

The aunt smiled with her eyes narrowed. She took out two shoe covers from her pocket, bent down to put them on, and walked into the room carrying the vegetables.

The kitchen light came on, and soon the sound of cooking could be heard again.

Zhu Yanshi sat on the sofa and browsed his phone, roughly making a preliminary plan.

He had just asked, and Fu Qi'an had no problem with the cooperation amount, nor did he have any opinion on the Song Group.

What he needs to do now is to find out the reasons for non-cooperation and solve the other party's problems.

The way to find out the reason is simple and crude - stick to him.

After being in contact for a long time and stepping on many landmines, you will naturally know what the other person hates, likes, taboos and avoids.

Zhu Yanshi lay on the sofa with his head tilted back, his cell phone held above his head, his fingers tapping on the keyboard.

The little Ragdoll cat gained courage and jumped back and forth on him and the sofa.

Zhu Yanshi couldn't bear it anymore, so he sat down and hid in the corner.

Auntie prepared the meal and asked Zhu Yanshi to go to the studio to call people.

Zhu Yanshi put the cat down, knocked on the door of the studio, heard the sound coming from inside, and stepped in.

I haven't seen you for a while, and the floor is covered with waste paper.

When Zhu Yanshi walked over, he picked up the garbage on the ground and put it in the trash can next to him. Even if Fu Qianan needed to recycle the garbage later, it would be easy to find.

“It’s time to eat.

Zhu Yanshi stood one meter away from the other person's drawing board.

Stared at the drawing board for a while.

I saw a blurry smiling face on the white drawing paper, with golden sunshine behind it, and a bunch of colorful wild flowers handed to me.

"Are you drawing me?"

Zhu Yanshi came over in surprise.

“Draw a ball of fur.”

Fu Qianan lifted his eyelids, squeezed a little on his face, and dotted the dried paint with the end of the brush.

"Isn't this fur ball cute?"

“…”

ill.

Zhu Yanshi felt that the other party was flirting with him.

Fu Qian'an didn't have any occupational disease. He put down his paintbrush, stood up and followed Zhu Yanshi out.

Only then did I realize that the ground was covered with garbage that I had thrown, and I had picked it up and stuffed it into the trash can next to me.

Fu Qi'an glanced at Zhu Yanshi.

"You think I'll soften my heart by doing this?"

Zhu Yanshi raised his eyebrows and looked at Fu Qi'an.

"Then do you agree?"

It tastes like coquettishness.

Fu Qi'an turned his head and spoke in a cold voice.

"impossible."

"Then I must protect my portrait rights!"

Zhu Yanshi muttered.

Seeing that the man didn't answer, Zhu Yanshi whispered something, opened the door of the studio first, and stood at the door with a gesture of "please go first".

"please."

Fu Qi'an stepped out first without any hesitation and walked to the dining table and sat down.

The boy behind him hugged the dandelion-like kitten.

"Furball...we are so pitiful..."

"We are just playthings for the rich...嘤嘤嘤..."

I pinch the paper on the table to wipe the empty tears from the corners of my eyes.

“So fake.”

Fu Qi'an took a bite of vegetables and gave a sincere evaluation.

“…”

The aunt was cleaning the kitchen and didn't disturb them while eating, but she couldn't help laughing while wiping the table.

Zhu Yanshi looked towards the kitchen, stood up to satisfy his acting urge, and then sat down at the dining table as normal.

"Auntie, don't you want to eat?"

"She ate it. I'm not used to eating with other people."

Fu Qi'an picked up another piece of vegetable with an expressionless face.

"Then I'd be honored."

Zhu Yanshi smiled and picked up some food with his chopsticks and put it into his mouth.

After chewing twice, I heard a voice coming from the side.

"When you finish eating, you have to throw away these dishes and chopsticks."

“…”

Zhu Yanshi rolled his eyes beautifully.

He pounced on the dining table and ate almost in revenge.

Whatever. This guy has money anyway, and what he’s throwing away isn’t his stuff.

Fu Qianan eats very quickly and doesn't eat much. He finishes almost everything in one bowl of rice.

He sat in a chair and drank tea, needing to refresh himself before finishing the next half of the painting.

Zhu Yanshi silently and diligently implemented the "Clean Plate" campaign.

They had already seen each other's appetite, and Fu Qi'an was calmly browsing his phone.

When the other party finished eating and the aunt came to clear the dishes, Zhu Yanshu was very moved and a smile broke out on his face.

“It’s delicious!”

Give a thumbs up.

The aunt smiled so hard that her teeth were showing and her eyes were not visible, her eyes moving back and forth between Fu Qi'an and him.

Even a fifty-year-old woman cannot escape the fate of loving to eat melons.

Zhu Yanshi had no intention of staying any longer and left with the aunt who had finished washing the dishes.

That person was disgusted with the dishes that he said he was going to throw away and put them back into the cupboard.

In Fu Qi'an's words.

"I'm afraid it would hurt your pride if I lost face in front of you..."

They walked to the door and said goodbye to the kitten they had reluctantly sent out. Someone had already returned to the studio and didn't care where they were going.

The wind at night is a little cool, but it makes people feel comfortable when it blows on their bodies.

After eating, I walked along the road outside the villa and could smell the fragrance of flowers on the roadside.

Zhu Yanshi is very good at praising people. He kept bragging along the way, saying that his aunt's cooking skills are comparable to those in a five-star restaurant.

The person being praised will be happy and will start talking.

"I've never seen Mr. Fu bring anyone else home. You must be a very good friend of his."

The aunt is very simple. The light illuminates the fine lines at the corners of her eyes. Her bright eyes have a very gentle taste.

"Don't misunderstand him. He's just tough on the outside but soft on the inside. He doesn't really dislike you."

Auntie explained.

The wind brought the chirping sounds of insects from the flower beds along the roadside.

Zhu Yanshi smiled and did not rush to deny his identity.

"I'm his classmate. He hasn't been to school much, and I'm a little worried about him. So I thought I'd try my luck here today..."

"I thought I wouldn't run into him at home."

The boy had a humble smile on his face.

"No, he likes to stay at home."

Auntie has a hearty laugh.

"Mr. Fu might be an introvert. Apart from going to school, he spends all his time at home painting."

"He doesn't like to interact with others. You are one of his few friends."

Zhu Yanshi nodded. He looked up at the moon hanging in the sky. There were many wealthy people walking along the community around him.

A peaceful atmosphere.

“There’s no need to be uncomfortable with each other.”

“It’s actually very comfortable to be able to socialize according to your own ideas.”

"You understand him very well."

Auntie said with approval, "No wonder you two can play together."

The two chatted for a few more minutes and arrived at the gate. The aunt's house was on the left, so Zhu Yanshi needed to go to the wider road on the right to take a taxi.

The two men separated, Zhu Yanshi turned around, and walked towards the light.

I took out the earphones from my pocket, listened to the music coming out of them, walked along the road, and watched the light jumping on the dark road.

After taking a taxi back to the dormitory, Zhu Yanshi finished washing up and lay on the bed. Coincidentally, a video from Yuan Qing came over.

The other party had just returned to the hotel, and his face was full of fatigue that could not be concealed.

There was some noise from his end, and the sound of his breathing was mixed with the conversation.

"I have an exam tomorrow, and I went to see the exam room today."

Yuan Qing remembered to share her life with Zhu Yanshi every day.

This was what the other party strongly requested before he left, saying that he would be worried.

Zhu Yanshi nodded, turned over and lay on the bed, with his cell phone on the bedside. He tilted his head and rested his head on his arm.

His face was very close to the camera, and Yuan Qing could even see his distinct eyelashes.

"It's only been a few days since I last saw you, and I already miss you."

Zhu Yanshi's voice drifted past in a muffled voice.

He has never been shy about expressing his emotions.

Yuan Qing was silent, and after a moment he moved his face closer.

"I missed you, too."

The sound was very soft, and the pink lips opened and closed in front of the camera.

Zhu Yanshi blinked and began to look through the calendar.

"I'll take a few days off and come see you..."

"Let's just hang out there for a few days."

The boy's voice was still filled with laughter.

Yuan Qing really wanted to nod and agree, but when he thought of Zhu Yanshi’s grades in a certain professional course, he remained silent.

"Forget it... Professor Li is notoriously strict. You've already missed a few classes before, and if you miss more, you'll probably have to retake them..."

Yuan Qing also lay on the bed, tilting her head to look at the boy in the camera.

"I'm so tired lately. I really want to hug you and recharge."

Zhu Yanshi sat up unceremoniously and made a gesture of moving forward to hug him.

"Hold it for you."

The voice was filled with a hearty laugh.

Yuan Qing squints her eyes, and the fingers holding the phone keep shaking, causing the camera to vibrate back and forth. Amidst the noise, Zhu Yanshi vaguely hears a strange male voice coming from the other side.

But I couldn't hear clearly what he said. I just saw Yuan Qing nodded and smiled over there.

"say what?"

Zhu Yanshi lay down again and put his head in front of the camera.

"Said you were cute."

Yuan Qing teased him.

Zhu Yanshi curled his lips, not believing it at all.

The two chatted about this and that for about half an hour and then hung up the phone.

Yuan Qing looked at the black screen of his phone before slowly coming back to his senses in a daze.

Someone came over. The person next to him was someone he had just met in the past few days. He was a top student from the nearby school. They were all participating in the competition under the same teacher.

They were assigned to the same room with two other boys.

The other two went to the night snack stall, and Yuan Qing and the boy returned to the hotel first.

The other party came out of the bathroom and happened to hear Yuan Qing's phone call.

Just asked casually.

"Calling your partner?"

Yuan Qing didn't hide it, turned his head and snorted.

"Um."

The person who was labeled as the target had already fallen asleep in bed, oblivious to the world around him.

After hanging up the phone, I closed my eyes and fell asleep. I'm a very poor student, so I need to catch up on my sleep...