When Wen Runruan walked into the restaurant, she saw Xie Jinzhi sitting alone, and he seemed to be in a low mood.
Seeing everyone shouting to sit down, Wen Runruan stood there and glanced at Xie Jinzhi, then picked up a glass of wine and sat next to Xie Jinzhi.
"Xie Jinzhi, I'm sorry." She had actually been deliberately avoiding the dilemma that had put him in, but if she really had to choose again, she would still fight back.
The person she felt sorry for was Xie Jinzhi. She always asked him to choose between Li Jiaojiao and herself, but she forgot that he was also in a dilemma.
Xie Jinzhi's eyes were filled with fatigue, but when he heard what Wen Runruan said, he raised his eyelids again, saw her holding the wine, and took the glass from her hand.
"Don't drink. You have nothing to apologize for. Li Jiaojiao deserves what she has now." Xie Jinzhi took a sip of the wine. The strong and mellow wine flowed down his throat, suppressing some of the depression that was pent up in his heart. "Uncle Li is very good to me, but I have never had a good relationship with Li Jiaojiao. I don't know why she likes me, but I don't want to give her the wrong impression. It would be better for everyone if I made it clear, but she is too persistent."
The wine flowed down Xie Jinzhi's throat, his Adam's apple moving up and down. She stared at him for a while: "Everyone tells girls that if a man pursues a woman, it's like a mountain between them, and if a woman pursues a man, it's like a layer of gauze between them. But, if they don't love you, then they don't love you. You can succeed in pursuing a man because he likes you too. Love is something that can't be compromised. Once you compromise, it will be the source of tragedy."
Li Jiaojiao was gambling that one day Xie Jinzhi would realize that he had her in his heart. She couldn't see the progress bar like her, but she felt she had a chance, so she refused to give up.
She seemed to feel that she was also ridiculous, and she felt a little annoyed when she saw Xie Jinzhi's depressed look.
Xie Jinzhi saw Wen Runruan lowering her head and not speaking. He looked at the wine in her hand, put down the glass, and touched her furry head.
"Wen Runruan, you don't need to worry about this matter!" His voice was very gentle, but it sounded that way to Wen Runruan.
The temperature above her head brought Wen Runruan back to her senses. She reached out and took his hand away. In a month, she had raised her favorability to 100, but he didn't like her at all. Wen Heng said that his love favorability progress bar showed no sign of opening.
For some reason, looking at Xie Jinzhi's appearance at the moment, she was also thinking. She felt that she seemed to be stuck in a dead end, and seeing the progress bar might not be a good thing.
Wen Runruan stood up and took a step back. The banquet had already begun and the restaurant waiters were serving appetizers.
"I want to be alone for a while, you go eat first!" Wen Runruan looked at Xie Jinzhi's eyebrows and said seriously.
The man on the sofa also had a hurt look in his eyes. Why, why was he looking at her like that? Disappointed? Or...
"I'll accompany you..."
"No need! Director Xie, you, eat well, I'll be down soon, it's okay!" Wen Ruan forced a smile, bitter and frightened.
She pulled her left foot away, turned around and left the hall. The restaurant was a stand-alone building. Wen Runruan saw a staircase on the left and thought about staying alone, so she finally walked up the stairs.
When Wen Ruanruan left, Xie Jinzhi loosened his grip on his pants, his palms even sweating. He was worried. He didn't know why, but when he felt that Wen Ruanruan liked him, she would become distant.
He didn't have a lot of experience when it came to relationships, but his suit pants were of very good quality, and even though they had been torn up like that just now, the wrinkles would disappear after a while.
"Why are you here? Where is the host of the banquet?" Qian Duo looked at Xie Jinzhi sitting there, feeling a little curious.
It seemed strange to everyone that Wen Runruan was not there where Xie Jinzhi was.
Looking at the wine glass held by Qian Duo, Xie Jinzhi grabbed the unfinished wine and drank it.
"Hey, hey, hey, did something happen between you two? Weren't you fine when you came in?" Qian Duo looked at Xie Jinzhi and took a big bite. He hadn't seen Xie Jinzhi so upset for a long time.
Could it be that they had a fight?
He pulled Xie Jinzhi up and hooked his right hand around Xie Jinzhi's neck: "If you ask me, little girls need to be coaxed!"
Xie Jinzhi didn't understand why. He looked at Qian Duo and asked, "Why should I coax her?"
"If you don't coax her, who else will you coax? Don't forget how Little Pepper treats you. That's such a special treatment. Don't tell me that you don't know how lucky you are?" Qian Duo teased, holding a glass of wine.
He didn't know which of Qian Duo's words it was, but after thinking about it, he seemed to understand something.
The wooden stairs made a muffled sound when she stepped lightly. She looked up at the stairs and saw a faint white light.
The stairs were not long. After she opened the wooden door, she saw a room filled with painting materials. The ceiling lights were bright enough that the whole room was illuminated like daylight.
No one knows, but these paintings are the works of Mr. Qiu? I have heard that Mr. Qiu has always loved his little grandson, but I didn't expect that all his works were placed here.
There were pens, ink, paper, and inkstone neatly placed on the left side by the window. Wen Runruan was wondering if it would be impolite to go in and take a closer look since she had strayed in.
"Hello, miss, how are you?" The man was tall and slender, with a pair of affectionate and shimmering eyes, which made Wen Ruan feel a little admiration for him.
She was probably the owner, Mr. Qiu, who loved his grandson. It was not polite to barge in rashly. She hesitated for a moment and said, "Excuse me, I was looking for a place to breathe and accidentally saw that all of Mr. Qiu's works were in there. I was fascinated for a while."
The man smiled and said, "It's okay. From what you said, you know my grandfather?"
The man's voice was very unique, with a hint of ethereality and a faint feeling of being beyond the mundane. Wen Ruan noticed that there were calluses on his hands, probably because he had learned painting from Mr. Qiu.
"I've only heard of him and have never seen him in person, but Mr. Qiu's painting style is proud and upright, with a strong sense of picture and an unusual technique, so I like him more." Wen Ruan responded indifferently.
Perhaps Wen Ruanruan's words pleased him, as he laughed a few times and then asked, "Miss, are you also studying painting? Would it be convenient for me to know your name?"
He reached out and pushed the door open again, inviting Wen Ruanruan to come in and take a look.
"My name is Wen Runruan! I have studied painting for a few years, but my skills are not good enough to be worthy of being presented in a formal audience." Wen Runruan smiled timidly. Just kidding, if you brag in front of Mr. Qiu, you will be laughed out loud.
After entering the studio, Wen Runruan discovered that there were many new painting materials here, and there were also oil painting supplies on the table.
"My name is Qiu Ziyuan!" The man led her in and introduced himself.
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