Just as he was about to break in, he was stopped by another male receptionist.
"Excuse me, Miss, do you have an appointment?"
The little girl in overalls was stunned and shook her head embarrassedly. "No."
"Sorry, you can't enter without an appointment." The receptionist smiled and was very polite.
But the little girl in overalls didn't seem to accept the result. "I have something urgent to see Teacher Mo. It's really urgent. I'm not here to cause trouble. I'm a student at Beijing University! I really have something urgent to do right now."
"Sorry, you can't come in without an appointment."
"Why are you like this? I've already told you that I'm a student of Beijing University, and Teacher Mo has even given me some advice before! If you delay my work, will Teacher Mo let you go?"
"I'm sorry about that..."
“…”
Seeing the two people entangled with each other, the female receptionist who had handed in the business card before came out at this time and stood in front of Yun Wanning with a bigger smile on her face.
"Hello, Mr. Mo lets you in. He also said that you don't need to make an appointment whenever you come. Please come in."
The receptionist's voice was loud and it reached the ears of the female student directly. She stared at Yun Wanning with disbelief and spoke to the person who was blocking her.
"Who is she? Why doesn't she need an appointment? Mr. Mo's rules are known throughout the capital. Even the most powerful people in the capital have to follow the rules when they see Mr. Mo. Why doesn't she need one?"
In this regard, she was not afraid at all.
I heard before that even people from the Jiang family have to abide by the rules when they see Mr. Mo. Could it be that this person is now more powerful than the Jiang family?
Although the person who stopped her didn't understand what was going on, he still chose to respect Mr. Mo's decision. However, he didn't expect that the person in front of him would not give in and directly pushed him away and tried to stop the person next to him.
Yun Wanning moved quickly. Seeing the other person's hand about to reach out, she dodged it with a sideways movement. Her deep black eyes looked at the newcomer with a sense of distance.
"If you're sick, go take medicine. Why are you going crazy here?"
They don't even know each other. What's the difference between this crazy behavior of seeing people and a dog that bites everyone it sees?
Yang Tianwei never thought that she would say such words. Her face was full of grievance and tears were about to flow out.
Yun Wanning: “…” You’re sick. Why would you learn painting if you can cry so much? You might as well learn acting.
"What are you arguing about?"
The door in front of me opened and a middle-aged man came in.
At this moment, he frowned, looking at the people at the door. There was no happy expression on their faces. Instead, there was only full of impatience.
When Yang Tianwei saw Mo Qingyuan, it was like she saw her life-saving straw. She didn't care what the people around her looked like and rushed forward with her things.
"Mr. Mo, do you still remember me? I'm the student you taught at Peking University. Now I have a problem and I want to ask you for advice. Please..."
Mo Qingyuan's furrowed brows had not yet relaxed, and he pursed his lips.
"Why don't you come in?"
After the words fell, Yang Tianwei smiled flattered, and looked back at Yun Wanning and the two receptionists beside her with sarcasm in her eyes.
"Did you see that? Mr. Mo remembers me. I can come in without an appointment. How dare you stop me?"
Mo Qingyuan looked back, frowning, "I didn't say anything about you."
"Look, I...ah?"
Mo Qingyuan stood in place, his patience running out. He glanced past Yang Tianwei and looked directly at Yun Wanning behind him.
"I've come out to invite you personally, and you still don't want to come in? What? Do you want me to carry you in?"
Realizing who she was talking to, the color on Yang Tianwei's face instantly faded, and the smile that had been frozen on her lips slowly fell.
Wasn’t Mr. Mo talking to her just now?
Yun Wanning nodded and said, "I'll be right there."
Seeing that the girl was about to follow Mo Qingyuan into the studio, Yang Tianwei didn't know where she got the courage from, but she spoke directly.
"Mr. Mo! Can I ask why she doesn't need an appointment? Didn't they say that even the Jiang family can't? Could it be that she is more powerful than the Jiang family?"
As she spoke, she seemed to lose confidence and her voice became smaller and smaller.
Hearing this, Mo Qingyuan sneered, "Jiang family? In front of her, let alone the Jiang family, even the emperor has to step aside. Don't you know that you need to make an appointment? Why don't you come without an appointment?"
This sentence made Yang Tianwei speechless and she stammered for a long time.
Yun Wanning couldn't hide the smile in her eyes. This guy really knows how to talk. Even the gods have to queue up behind him? He really gave her face.
The two people slowly left. Yang Tianwei looked at the two figures that gradually disappeared with a unhappy expression on her face.
The female receptionist at the door looked at Yang Tianwei beside her with a faint smile on her face. "Miss, would you like to make an appointment first or..."
"Go away!"
Yang Tianwei snorted coldly and left with the thing in her arms.
This entire building is Mo Qingyuan's studio. The girl followed him into an office. Before she could say anything, she started rummaging through the cabinet next to her.
Yun Wanning sat directly on the sofa, looked at his busy figure, and instinctively opened a can of drink on the table.
After a while, Mo Qingyuan came over with a painting in his arms, muttering something.
"Look at you, you're quite accomplished in Chinese painting, so why are you looking for me? You can do a lot of things yourself, and my time is very tight."
The little girl tilted her head and smiled. "The old man likes your flowers, and it's his birthday soon, so of course I came to see you."
"Do you like my paintings?" Mo Qingyuan suddenly smiled. "Your attainments in Chinese painting are not inferior to mine. Whether he likes my paintings or has other motives, you should know clearly. Why, do you still want to play dumb now?"
Yun Wanning didn't say anything and just sat there.
The atmosphere in the office suddenly became a little stiff. Mo Qingyuan looked at the person on the sofa and sighed.
"Looking at you like that, let's not talk about this matter for now. I heard that you're going to Kyoto University? The one at the door just now seemed to be from Kyoto University as well. Will she cause you trouble if I say that?"
The little girl smiled and said, "If you want to cause trouble for me, you have to be capable."
Also, you just discovered this problem?
Mo Qingyuan could clearly see the unbridled smile, "Okay, I know you're good. There's a Chinese painting competition at Jingda University later, you have to participate."
"Let's talk about it later."
Yun Wanning stood up and prepared to leave with the painting, as if she didn't want to listen to any more nagging here.
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