No wonder he's so steady and reliable; married men are just different!
Fu Chenyuan neither knew nor cared what those people were thinking.
He doesn't care about other people's opinions; he only acts according to his own heart. Once he's made up his mind, he does it without delay.
But when it came to Jiang Wanning, he waited far too long.
In the car, Chen Yan explained the arrangements: "President Fu, the earliest flight is at 6:30 in the morning. I have already booked a hotel near the airport. You can rest for a while before taking the flight."
"Okay," Fu Chenyuan replied.
Chen Yan breathed a sigh of relief.
*
When Jiang Wanning woke up the next day, her neck was a little sore.
She actually got tired of drawing and fell asleep by the bed.
My neck hurts, and my hands are a little sore and numb.
At this moment, Fu Chenyuan's facial features in the portrait are exceptionally clear, with distinct outlines, making him appear lifelike.
Staring at it for too long makes one wonder if the person in the portrait is about to step out of the painting.
Jiang Wanning excels at capturing the essence of a character in a fleeting moment.
After she finished drawing, she realized something was wrong.
Did she paint Fu Chenyuan in the portrait too affectionately?
No one can be mistaken; the direction of Fu Chenyuan's gaze in the portrait is where his deepest love lies.
Jiang Wanning wondered what Fu Chenyuan would think if he saw this painting. Would he think she was being presumptuous?
But she really couldn't bear to make any more changes, because she longed for Fu Chenyuan even as he looked at him.
There was a knock on the door; it was Ye Shuxiang.
"Xiao Ning, are you up yet?"
This was Ye Shuxiang's first visit to their courtyard since Jiang Wanning moved in. She probably knew that Fu Chenyuan was away on a business trip, which is why Ye Shuxiang came.
Jiang Wanning called out, "Mom, I'm up. Wait for me."
There was no time to hide the painting. Jiang Wanning looked under the bed and had a sudden idea. She put the painting and easel under the bed and didn't forget to pull the blanket down a bit.
She opened the bedroom door and saw Ye Shuxiang carrying several bags.
"Xiao Ning, today is your graduation ceremony. I had someone design this outfit for you. Try it on and see. If you like it, wear it. If you don't, you can wear something else. Would you like to try it on?"
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