Ling Feng held back his anger at first. He said, "You guys continue chatting. I'll go to the front and take a look." After that, he strode out of the office.

He raised his hand and touched his cheek, thinking to himself that this woman An Yan really thought she was the boss. Even if he really beat Rong Qian, so what? Did he still need her to discipline him?

Rong Qian in the office said to An Yan: "Thank you very much."

"You are not a weak person, but why are you so humble in front of him." An Yan really couldn't understand. She thought that he deliberately rushed past her just now, which was almost the same as hitting someone. It took a lot of force to make someone fall to the side. It was obvious that he didn't feel sorry for her.

Rong Qian sighed and said, "He needs someone to protect his self-esteem, and he is not being humble on purpose."

"That's not how you gain self-esteem. You can't just listen to him in everything." An Yan motioned for her to sit down.

"I want to dance." Rong Qian showed great desire, but immediately lowered her head and said, "But he didn't agree, so he was angry."

"Why do you have to ask him to agree? You have always supported him, why can't he support you a little?" An Yan felt that Ling Feng was too overbearing. She added, "I heard most of your conversation just now. Go and do what you want to do."

"I'm really afraid that he will be angry." Rong Qian frowned. She was still hesitant.

"Are you afraid that he will be angry, or are you afraid that he will no longer love you because of this?" An Yan asked her.

Rong Qian stared at An Yan, and then said: "Family harmony is the most important thing, someone has to sacrifice."

"Isn't it better for two people to understand and support each other than for one of them to sacrifice himself?" An Yan didn't understand Rong Qian's way of thinking at all. Even her ideas were not those of a modern woman.

Rong Qian said: "I don't want to lose him, I just want him to be well, it's okay for me to be a little aggrieved, and besides, I did something wrong before and registered with Zhang Shen. If I hadn't compromised, I wouldn't have ended up in a second marriage."

"What nonsense are you talking about? Who taught you these words? How can you have such thoughts? It's not what you want to do." An Yan was a little surprised.

"I" Rong Qian frowned and didn't say anything else.

But An Yan had roughly guessed something. She said, "Rong Qian, blindly sacrificing and indulging yourself will only hurt yourself. Others will take your efforts for granted and will not be grateful."

Rong Qian didn't fully understand what he said, and just said, "Okay, let's not talk about this for now. I believe Ling Feng will figure it out and let me go to dance. Let's go to the exhibition first, okay?"

An Yan didn't plan to continue talking because she found that Rong Qian was completely immersed in love and couldn't listen to what others said. She didn't even seriously think about whether it was worth it for her to do so. She had no choice but to follow her to the exhibition in front.

Today's art exhibition was very lively. Those who came were all celebrities in the industry, as well as many people from outside the circle. They all wanted to see the new president's skills and see if they could find any faults with him.

But everyone found that his paintings were indeed good, but not genius, so it was inevitable that some people would flatter Ling Feng.

"President Ling, this painting is really well done." someone said.

Ling Feng smiled lightly, looking like a gentleman and modest, and said: "This is just a casual drawing, I didn't put much effort into it."

"If we put in our full effort, then everyone will be outdone."

"That's true. The president's paintings are really good. There will be an international competition next month, and he will definitely win first place." It's unclear whether this person was truly praising or not, but there was a sour tone in his voice.

At this time, a middle-aged man and a young girl came towards Ling Feng.

The middle-aged man was an old painter, his last name was Shan Qiang. He said, "The new president is very generous. The reform plan he showed us these two days is very good. He is especially considerate of old painters like us. He is really kind and benevolent." He added, "Let me introduce you. This is my daughter, Shan Shuluo. She is also a painter. I hope to ask you for advice."

"I've heard of her. She's young and promising." Ling Feng praised her gracefully while smiling at Shan Shuluo.

Shan Shuluo lowered her eyebrows when she was looked at by him, looking shy.

Shan Qiang said: "I don't know if President Ling has a family yet."

Ling Feng smiled and said, "Ling is not married yet."

"Oh." Shan Qiang seemed very satisfied, and added, "Then you can consider getting married. Now that you have a successful career, you should start a business."

"That's right." Ling Feng said with a smile and exchanged glances with Shan Shuluo again.

An Yan, who was watching from the side, felt very strange. She said, "Why did he talk like that? Shouldn't he introduce you?"

"He is telling the truth. I haven't married him yet." Rong Qian said softly.

An Yan felt that her words were weak and said, "He is an adult. Can't he see that the girl is interested in him? He should have made it clear."

Rong Qian was still speaking well of Ling Feng, saying, "I have just started as the guild president, so I have many things to consider."

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"What you said is totally wrong." An Yan said and took Rong Qian to Ling Feng.

When Ling Jian saw them coming over, he quickly declined and said, "I have something to do over there, you guys can do whatever you want." After saying that, he left.

Rong Qian and An Yan spent a lonely time together.

"I just had a conflict with him and he is still angry. Let's not bother with him." Rong Qian was still trying to justify herself.

An Yan did not argue with her. She thought that if this bastard Ling Feng dared to do anything to let Rong Qian down, he would be demoted the same way he got to the position. Did he really think that his current position was secure?

But Rong Qian was actually very uncomfortable in her heart, but she didn't want An Yan to worry about her, and she was even more afraid that she would tell Li Rongsen, so she had to warn her, saying: "Don't tell my brother, he is so busy, there is no need to be distracted by my affairs."

"Of course I'm going to tell you." An Yan didn't like lying, so she told her straight away.

Rong Qian frowned and said, "Goodbye."

An Yan refused.

At this time, a woman walks in from the door. She looks charming and seductive, and speaks in a sweet and melodious voice, as if she is whispering love words to you. She says, "The new president's exhibition is indeed unique, but the level of his paintings is really disappointing. Even a woman like me can't compare to him. How can he have the face to hold an exhibition?"

Rong Qian got angry when she heard this, and immediately walked up to her and asked, "Who are you and why do you say that?"

An Yan discovered another side of Rong Qian, who was completely different from the one she appeared in front of Ling Feng. She was full of confidence, had a stern expression, and there was a hint of intimidation in her tone.

"I'm Jia Yan. There's an unwritten rule in the entire painting community that if I say I want to be the president, everyone else has to give up my position." The woman said loudly, with a curve on the last word, her voice coquettish and with an arrogance that was unapproachable.

An Yan was shocked to find that someone was impersonating her.