Chapter 105 The Domineering Boss in a Pink Apron
Ruan Liuzheng's palms tightened, and she took a deep breath, "Did you carefully select that painting?"
Xie Qingcen pursed his lips and said nothing. His dark eyes were filled with a faint light, and his handsome face seemed a little gloomy.
Ever since he and Ruan Liuzheng agreed to attend Wen Jiming's painting exhibition together, he had secretly contacted Wen Jiming and screened and observed each painting from Wen Jiming's thousands of collections, and finally chose the one he had just seen.
That was the first time he saw it, he immediately thought of Ruan Liuzheng's painting.
Xie Qingcen asked Wen Jiming for the painting without hesitation and bought it. He made a secret agreement with Wen Jiming and planned to give Ruan Liuzheng a surprise today.
Unexpectedly, Ruan Liuzheng's reaction...
His eyes dimmed slightly, and the corners of his thin lips gradually pursed into a straight line.
The clean and neat facial lines are slightly tight.
Not angry, but pure disappointment.
Ruan Liuzheng's heart clenched.
She was keenly aware of something, and her cold eyes were filled with a complex emotion.
Once again, she deeply felt Xie Qingcen's deep affection, and once again heard the chaotic heartbeat in her heart.
She looked at Xie Qingcen steadily and slowed down her breathing. "Xie Qingcen, thank you for the surprise you prepared for me. I am very touched."
Ruan Liuzheng reached out and grasped Xie Qingcen's wrist, forcing him to raise his hand, guiding his hand to cover his left chest. The corners of his eyes raised, and his cold voice revealed a faint smile.
"Do you feel it?"
Xie Qingcen's eyes trembled slightly, and Ruan Liuzheng's faint smile was reflected in his dark eyes, and the sound of Ruan Liuzheng's irregular heartbeat was heard under his palm.
His Adam's apple rolled, and the uneasiness rising in his heart disappeared unexpectedly.
He frowned, hiding the emotions surging in his eyes, and said in a clear and smooth voice, "Yeah."
Ruan Liuzheng quietly looked at Xie Qingcen, whose face was calm. Her beautiful eyebrows flickered slightly. She lowered her eyes, and the corners of her light pink lips couldn't help but rise.
The palm of his hand on his chest was so tense that it was almost in sync with her heartbeat, but he still refused to admit it.
After all, I still have some concerns.
Ruan Liuzheng sighed softly, she smiled and explained, "Xie Qingcen, it's not that I don't like that painting, but if I want to, I can paint thousands of works of similar quality to that painting."
She paused for a moment and continued, "If you're still not happy, can I give you a few paintings in a few days as an apology gift?"
Xie Qingcen suddenly raised his eyes, and there seemed to be stars passing through his dark eyes, but there was a deepness at the bottom of his eyes.
He stared straight at Ruan Liuzheng, his sparse eyebrows and eyes filled with an ambiguous darkness.
He accurately captured the confidence and loopholes in Ruan Liuzheng's words.
Xie Qingcen's eyes flickered, "Okay, but now I want to know more, why do you know Astrid so well, and why are you so confident that you can draw works of the same level as Astrid's?"
Although Hanfei’s business does not involve the art world and Xie Qingcen has never studied art, Xie Qingcen has heard a little about things in the art world.
Astrid, a painter who emerged out of nowhere in the art world a few years ago, was called a genius by people in the art world. Each of Astrid's paintings was sold at a sky-high price, even to the point where it was hard to find one.
The reason why he chose that painting was partly due to Astrid.
But now…
Xie Qingcen looked at Ruan Liuzheng's pure and otherworldly face, and a faint light flashed in his dark eyes.
He slowly withdrew his hand, the corners of his thin lips slowly raised, and there was a hint of ambiguity in his eyes.
The eyes are deep.
Ruan Liuzheng let Xie Qingcen look at her, her beautiful eyes still calm, and she said with an unchanged expression, "You have already guessed it, haven't you?"
Xie Qingcen smiled softly, not at all surprised by Ruan Liuzheng's answer. He was pleased and said, "But I want to hear it from you in person."
Ruan Liuzheng lowered her eyes slightly, "Then let's discuss this issue again later when the time is right."
She avoided Xie Qingcen's question with a clear purpose, her eyes were indifferent and there was no ups and downs in her cold voice.
But the corners of his lips gradually pursed into a straight line.
It’s not that I don’t want to say it, but Xie Qingcen’s eyes are too straightforward now, so straightforward that it’s a bit embarrassing.
Ruan Liuzheng unconsciously clenched his palms and subconsciously chose to avoid it.
Xie Qingcen was also silent. He just looked at Ruan Liuzheng quietly. There was a depth in his calm eyes that was difficult to conceal.
He smiled lightly, his brows relaxed, "It's time to find a suitable time to have a good talk."
"Xiao Liu Zheng, I don't want any more misunderstandings between us due to some unfounded reasons."
Xie Qingcen raised the corners of his lips slightly, and his dark eyes revealed a sense of arrogance and dominance.
Ruan Liuzheng keenly heard the hidden meaning in his words, and thinking of the two recent misunderstandings of Xie Qingcen, she nodded, "Yeah."
…
After returning to Yuelan Mansion, Ruan Liuzheng went to the study as soon as she entered the door. She needed to sort out today's gains and send the list of painters she liked to Rosent to avoid being preempted by others.
Xie Qingcen went to the kitchen on his own initiative to prepare dinner for Ruan Liuzheng and her son.
This has become a tacit understanding between the two.
Half an hour later, Xie Qingcen knocked on the study door. He pushed the door open and walked in with a gentle look on his handsome face.
At this time, he had taken off his slightly solemn suit jacket and was only wearing a snow-white shirt and a pink plaid apron around his waist that was seriously inconsistent with his temperament.
It was a temporary gift given to Ruan Liuzheng when she went to the mall to buy something last time.
Originally Ruan Liuzheng thought it was no big deal, but now looking at Xie Qingcen in front of her, she suddenly felt that she should go to the mall again.
If the boss's assistant or employees knew that he was wearing a pink apron, his dignity would be lost.
Ruan Liuzheng stopped typing on the keyboard, stared quietly at Xie Qingcen in front of him with cold eyes, and a slight curve appeared at the corner of his lips.
"Is it time to pick up Chengcheng?"
Xie Qingcen nodded, took two steps forward, leaned lazily on the desk, lowered his eyes, and said, "Ms. Ruan, this is the third time."
He had a smile on his face, and there was a hint of amusement in his delicate eyes.
Ruan Liuzheng's expression paused, and her light crimson lips slightly pursed.
A rare hint of embarrassment flashed across his cold eyes.
Indeed, this was the third time she had forgotten the time because of work since she had been with Xie Qingcen.
And every time, Xie Qingcen would appear on time to remind her, which led her to gradually develop a habit.
But this is not a good thing for Ruan Liuzheng.
Ruan Liuzheng's eyes flickered slightly, and she said, "I won't give you this chance next time."
"let's go!"
Ruan Liuzheng stood up and glanced at Xie Qingcen indifferently, her beautiful eyes revealing a bit of seriousness.
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