Su Zhihan's heart skipped a beat.
Ah, how beautiful her fickle nature is!
It's even more captivating when you get closer.
"What are you doing?" Su Zhihan asked, oblivious to her feelings.
“If my sister-in-law wants to paint, I’ll be closer to you so we can save some canvas,” Gu Lingyang said without batting an eye.
Su Zhihan suddenly realized: "That's right! Ningning, please draw us all to look nicer!"
Jiang Wanning smiled and said, "I'll do my best."
Fu Chenyuan set up the easel for Jiang Wanning, and she put the canvas on it and laid out the drawing paper.
Fu Chenyuan placed all the materials within easy reach of her.
Lu Heng became interested and moved closer to Jiang Wanning to take a look.
Perhaps he was too engrossed in watching, because he got a little too close to Jiang Wanning.
Before Lu Heng could even react, Fu Chenyuan pulled him aside.
"Are you free? Let's go get some barbecue."
Lu Heng had already eaten some food when Fu Chenyuan and Jiang Wanning left, and had no interest in meat: "Don't disturb me while I watch my sister-in-law paint."
Jiang Wanning was looking for the right angle. Her gaze swept over everyone, her eyes revealing a sharp and serious expression.
When Jiang Wanning enters a painting state, she seems like a different person.
Seeing Lu Heng lingering beside her, Jiang Wanning said directly, "Lu Heng, go back to your seat. I need to find a good angle now."
"Yes, sister-in-law." Jiang Wanning's words were very effective, and Lu Heng immediately obediently sat back in his seat.
Fu Chenyuan appeared relaxed, but in reality, he asked expectantly, "Wife, what about me?"
Wife?
Jiang Wanning was stunned. She never expected that Fu Chenyuan would call her his wife in front of everyone. Was he no longer calling her Wanwan?
Lu Heng rolled his eyes so hard they almost reached the sky. Was this some kind of bullying because they didn't have wives?
Seeing that Jiang Wanning didn't reply, Fu Chenyuan called out again, "Wife?"
Jiang Wanning snapped out of her daze: "You, do as you please."
She wanted to paint Fu Chenyuan, but a painting of Fu Chenyuan alone, standing by the window with the gauze curtains swaying, would have been quite good.
Fu Chenyuan smiled brightly, his youthful spirit captivating Gu Lingyang and Lu Heng.
This was Su Zhihan's first real-life interaction with Fu Chenyuan. She had heard many rumors, but only after meeting Fu Chenyuan in person did Su Zhihan understand what Jiang Wanning meant by saying that Fu Chenyuan was very gentle.
The side that Fu Chenyuan showed to Jiang Wanning was his gentle side.
Fu Chenyuan walked to the barbecue grill and started grilling meat skewers for Jiang Wanning.
Grilled gluten, lamb skewers, beef skewers, honey-glazed chicken wings, grilled squid, and more—you name it, they have it.
Jiang Wanning had already found a good angle; the inspiration had come when she went to get her painting supplies.
Her pen scratched on the paper, and apart from Fu Chenyuan, who stood there quietly grilling meat, no one dared to move.
Su Zhihan asked Jiang Wanning pitifully, "Ningning, can we move?"
Jiang Wanning smiled: "Of course, although I will include you in the painting, you don't need to stay still. You can move around normally."
Su Zhihan breathed a sigh of relief, turned her head and met Gu Lingyang's smiling eyes.
Gu Lingyang has a pair of captivating eyes; his fans say that even looking at a telephone pole with those eyes would be full of affection.
Su Zhihan's heart pounded uncontrollably.
Gu Lingyang suddenly leaned closer: "You really like me? You want to be my manager?"
Su Zhihan nodded, but she knew her own limitations.
Gu Lingyang is so popular now. He has both good looks and acting skills, and he is still pushing his own boundaries. For someone like him, his team is already very mature.
It is said that Gu Lingyang's agent had been kind to him, and Su Zhihan had no intention of competing with him for a job. She felt that she could be content to be Gu Lingyang's assistant.
Upon hearing Gu Lingyang's question, Su Zhihan immediately replied in a flustered manner, "No, no, no, I know I'm not qualified. I'd be content just to be your little assistant."
Gu Lingyang stared at Su Zhihan for several seconds, a half-smile playing on his lips.
Su Zhihan was unsure about Gu Lingyang's gaze.
If anyone looked at her like that, she would have slapped them long ago, given her fiery temper.
However, this was her idol, so she held back, and she was also a little nervous inside.
"Send your resume to my email. I happen to need an assistant. I'll also compile the specific job requirements into a document and send it to you later. If your resume is suitable, I'll send you the requirements. If you accept them, it means you've officially agreed to be my assistant, and we'll sign a contract then."
Happiness came so suddenly that Su Zhihan was practically dumbfounded.
She desperately wanted to pull Jiang Wanning aside to share her joy.
Unfortunately, Jiang Wanning is currently painting. When she enters a painting state, she is undisturbed, and everything in the world becomes nothingness in her eyes.
Fu Chenyuan grilled a few skewers for Jiang Wanning, but Lu Heng insisted on joining in, only to end up not getting a single crumb.
Fu Chenyuan carried the food on a plate and came to Jiang Wanning's side.
He didn't disturb her, because Jiang Wanning was too focused on her painting. Her eyes were shining, her red lips were slightly pursed, and her long eyelashes cast shadows like two small fans under the light.
She was painting, but she also became part of his painting.
He sat right next to her, but she seemed oblivious.
Fu Chenyuan took the skewers of grilled meat off the grill, then used chopsticks to pick them up and put them to Jiang Wanning's mouth.
Jiang Wanning subconsciously opened her mouth to eat, but her hands didn't stop moving.
Lu Heng and Gu Lingyang both stared at Fu Chenyuan as if they had seen a ghost.
Is this still Fu Chenyuan?
Good heavens! I've never seen anything like this before!
When has Fu Chenyuan ever served someone with such patience!
Jiang Wanning's lips were smeared with sesame seeds and chili powder, and Fu Chenyuan took out a tissue to wipe them off for her.
He seemed to thoroughly enjoy the process of being fed little by little.
Jiang Wanning felt a little full before she came to her senses and said to Fu Chenyuan, "Thank you, Chenyuan, I don't want any more."
After she finished speaking, she went back to painting.
Everyone spoke in hushed tones, drinking, eating meat, chatting, and sipping beverages.
Fu Chenyuan would occasionally walk over to Jiang Wanning and feed her drinks with a straw.
"Too sweet." She frowned.
Jiang Wanning eats sweets, but doesn't like drinking overly sweet beverages.
Fu Chenyuan asked, "Would you like some wine? Fruit wine, please."
The sweetness is just right, and it has a bit of alcohol, so it won't make you feel intoxicated.
Jiang Wanning didn't hear what Fu Chenyuan was saying at all; she only knew that Fu Chenyuan had brought it to her lips, so she opened her mouth.
Fu Chenyuan fed her the drink.
She nodded: "Okay."
Fu Chenyuan poured cherry-flavored fruit wine into a pretty glass, inserted a straw, and brought it to Jiang Wanning's lips.
Having just eaten barbecue and feeling greasy, Jiang Wanning took a sip, her eyes lighting up – she liked the taste.
Without hesitation, she took a few more sips.
Jiang Wanning took the cup from Fu Chenyuan's hand and drank it in big gulps, emptying the cup quickly.
Jiang Wanning's eyes sparkled: "It's delicious, I want more."
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