Chapter 140 is because it has no reason to exist.
Seeing the male college student's pleading expression, Sang Qian's heart softened.
"All right."
The boy looked excited and quickly beckoned the two of them over, "Brother and sister, please sit here."
Jin Changyu gently lifted Sang's waist and let her sit down before sitting down next to her.
The boy sat in front of the easel, looking up at the couple in front of him. The woman was gentle and beautiful, and the man was handsome and extraordinary. What a perfect couple!
The key point is that both of them have exceptional facial features, making them excellent subjects for painting.
"Brother and sister, you two are so good-looking, I guarantee the portraits will be amazing."
The beautiful woman smiled gently, "Thank you for your hard work."
The handsome man smiled, "Thank you for your trouble."
The two said in unison.
They are both pleasing to the eye and have excellent manners.
The boy sighed inwardly, then began to draw them seriously.
To avoid making things harder for others, Sang Qian sat upright and kept her eyes straight ahead the entire time.
She didn't know how much time had passed when she heard the boy say, "It's finished." Her body went limp, and she let out a long sigh of relief.
Jin Changyu immediately turned to look at her and gently massaged her lower back. "Are you alright?"
"fine."
Sang Qian subtly avoided his tenderness by standing up.
"Brother and sister, are you satisfied with this?"
The boy brought the drawing over for them to look at, saying, "If you're not satisfied, I can redraw it for you right away."
Jin Changyu took the painting and thanked him. Sang Qian leaned closer to look at it, and a look of amazement flashed across her eyes.
She didn't actually have high expectations for the paintings; she was just aiming to help the college students make a sale.
Unexpectedly, the boy's drawing skills were quite good; he painted people very lifelike, especially capturing their spirit perfectly.
Her eyes were bright and spirited. The man beside her leaned slightly closer to her. His usually composed features were softened by the man's drawing. His dark, smiling eyes seemed to hold the light of the moon, shimmering with brilliance.
That smile filled the entire painting with warmth, making it incredibly lifelike.
Sang Qian was so engrossed in watching that she didn't even notice what Jin Changyu was saying or doing to the boy beside her.
All that could be heard was the boy exclaiming, "Brother, the fee for a painting is 50, not 5000. You've given too much."
After Jin Changyu paid by scanning the QR code, he held up the painting, smiled at him, and said, "This work is worthwhile."
"Thank you, brother."
The boy was so happy he almost bowed to them, saying, "Wishing you and your sister a long and happy love, a blissful marriage..."
The boy wanted to say every possible blessing he could.
Sang Qian snapped out of her daze amidst his pile of blessings, still looking completely bewildered.
What's going on?
I made a painting and even added a blessing.
Jin Changyu, however, thoroughly enjoyed it and accepted the blessings without hesitation.
"Thank you for your kind words."
After he finished speaking, he took Sang Qian's hand and left.
The two walked a long way, and when Sang Qian looked back, she could still see the boy standing there, waving goodbye to them.
"I must say, this kid's drawing skills are really good."
This money was well spent.
Jin Changyu looked at Sang Qian, who sat obediently beside him in the painting, with a gentle and beautiful appearance, and couldn't take his eyes off her.
Sang Qian glanced down and agreed, "To be able to paint someone as photogenic, taciturn, and serious as you with such a bright smile, his painting skills are truly remarkable."
Upon hearing this, Jin Changyu almost stumbled, widening his eyes as he protested, "I was laughing, okay?"
Also, how come he looks so wooden and serious on camera?
"Really? I thought you wouldn't smile on camera."
Sang Qian glanced at him, chuckled, and tugged at her lips, "So you just didn't want to smile for your wedding photos."
What do you mean he doesn't want to smile during his wedding photos?
Jin Changyu's eyelids twitched violently. He suddenly remembered what she had said on the phone right after their divorce: "I should have thrown away your wedding photos a long time ago, since you looked like you were forced into marriage." His mind went blank.
So, she threw away the wedding photos because she felt he wasn't smiling in them?
"No, you misunderstood. I didn't mean I didn't want to smile."
He hurriedly explained to her, "It's just that wedding photos are such important, and I want to try my best to appear dignified and proper."
How did this become "looking like someone was forced to die" in her eyes?
Sang Qian looked at him with disbelief. "Who needs to be solemn when taking wedding photos? Are you getting married or joining the Party?"
Jin Changyu's handsome face froze, "..."
"People taking wedding photos are all happy and joyful."
Sang Qian glanced at him and said, "Only people who don't like their partners or are dissatisfied with their marriages would be unwilling to smile."
Her words were like a thunderbolt, and Jin Changyu seemed to have been struck by lightning. After the initial shock, his face was filled with panic.
"No, I don't. I don't dislike it, and I'm not unwilling to do it."
He didn't know that Sang Qian was thinking that way.
Jin Changyu hurriedly grabbed her hand, "You misunderstood. I was happy to marry you. I thought that solemnity was the highest etiquette for wedding photos. I didn't know you would... think that I didn't like it."
Sang Qian stared at him in a daze.
Is there joy in your heart?
The highest level of etiquette?
So he was taking their wedding photos seriously in his own way?
This man is really...
well.
This may be the difference in thinking and logic between business elites and ordinary people.
But what good is knowing the truth now?
The marriage ended, and the wedding photos were ruined.
Everything is irreversible, and she doesn't want to look back.
With mixed feelings, Sang Qian pushed his hand away and smiled lightly, "Then next time you get married and take wedding photos, remember to smile, otherwise your wife will think you don't like her."
The streetlights fell into her eyes, sparkling like starlight, and Jin Changyu felt as if something had pierced his heart.
My heart is aching sharply.
A lump rose in his throat, and he said in a hoarse voice, "Yes."
He gazed intently at her, saying, "I'll definitely do my best when taking photos with my wife in the future."
Upon hearing this, Sang Qian uncontrollably imagined him taking wedding photos with other women, him leaning intimately against other women, and him smiling just like in the portrait the boy had just drawn.
Her smile was gentle and bright.
Sang Qian suddenly felt her breathing become heavy. She didn't want to think about it anymore, so she turned her sore eyes and continued walking forward.
Jin Changyu followed, "So, you threw away our wedding photos because you didn't like my performance during the photos, is that right?"
Sang Qian didn't look at him and said calmly, "It's because it has no reason to exist."
Why keep wedding photos if you're already divorced?
"I'm tired, I want to go home, I'm not going shopping anymore."
She suddenly lost interest in taking a walk.
Hearing that she was tired, Jin Changyu didn't dare to delay and quickly said, "Okay, I'll have the driver come over here to pick us up."
Sang Qian turned her head and saw him making a phone call to the driver, still clutching the portrait tightly in his hand.
After he finished his call, Sang Qian couldn't help but ask, "You're not planning to take this painting back with you, are you?"
Seeing her gaze, Jin Changyu cautiously hid the painting behind his back. "This cost 5,000 yuan, I can't destroy it."
"..."
The other person asked for 50 yuan, but he gave 5,000 yuan.
Sang Qian could only say, "President Jin is truly generous."
Jin Changyu coughed lightly, "I... mainly wanted to help those college students."
Sang Qian ignored him and, thinking that the driver was coming, turned and walked towards the road.
Seeing that she no longer had any intention of drawing the portrait, Jin Changyu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and then followed her.
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