When someone wants to do something for someone they like, their first thought is that they don't want the person to know.
She didn't want to tell him, but at the same time, she fantasized about the surprise of him suddenly finding out.
This contradictory state of mind kept fluctuating.
Qin Bai took her hand and examined her closely.
The beautiful manicure was gone, and a pain relief patch was stuck to her wrist, with a faint herbal scent lingering in the air.
Feng Yaoyao awkwardly withdrew her hand: "Don't look anymore, it's because of the weather lately... that's why I put this up."
Qin Bai stared at her with amusement: "Do you think I'm not very smart and easy to fool, or do you think you're some kind of old man in your seventies or eighties?"
"No, I didn't. Ugh, this is so annoying. People are looking at paintings, don't bother me."
Under his gaze, Feng Yaoyao felt as if her very soul had been seen through.
If we keep going like this, we'll be exposed sooner or later.
Qin Bai placed his fingers on her chin, applying gentle pressure, and the two looked at each other again.
"Yaoyao, you're going to start painting again? No, I should say you're already on the path of an artist."
The young woman was stunned for a moment, then stammered, "How...how did you know?"
"I didn't know before, but I do now."
Qin Bai sighed and shook his head. What's been going on lately?
The women around me are all incredibly ambitious.
Yesterday, while he was chatting with Shen Guaiguai, he overheard some news about Feng Yaoyao.
Is it okay for two best friends not to see each other for several days?
Their relationship was already incredibly good, but they both ended up being so busy.
Shen Guaiguai is busy fighting against that damned father.
What is Feng Yaoyao doing?
It's obvious without even thinking that this girl must have been spurred on by her best friend and has started looking for her own future path.
Thinking about it, it really breaks my defenses.
These pampered young ladies, instead of thinking about eating, drinking, and having fun, are now focusing on their ambition and drive.
If I had known you guys were like this, I would have just given up and stayed in bed. Why bother with a career? Wouldn't it have been better to be a gigolo?
At first, he thought Feng Yaoyao would want to take over the company.
But after testing her, he discovered that she didn't seem to have any such thoughts.
When Qin Bai saw the pain relief patch, he realized that this little green tea had already chosen the path she was going to take.
"Yaoyao, if you're too tired, take a rest. Actually, having me is enough."
"I know, but... I just want to do something."
Feng Chacha murmured to herself, her expression nonchalant, but a hint of unease flickered deep in her eyes.
When she saw Shen Guaiguai displaying her financial talent and working hard for love, she realized that she herself seemed to be completely useless.
These past years have been aimless; I've never thought about what I should do in the future.
Feng Bin and Liu Yue protected her very well, always treating her like a little princess, giving her the moon but never the stars.
That's what made her so proud.
But upon closer reflection, what skills do I actually possess?
Is there anything I can do to help Qin Bai in the future?
In this fast-paced society, even in social circles, equality is valued.
Perhaps Qin Bai doesn't mind having a vase at home, but who can guarantee that their relationship will truly be smooth sailing?
Throughout history, the term "virtuous wife" has been perfectly embodied in various fields.
When Zhuge Liang was playing the Empty City Stratagem, he must have been thinking about Huang Yueying.
Qin Bai is now surrounded by enemies. Who will he think of when he is in danger?
Feng Yaoyao hoped that person was herself.
Since she can't control the financial field, why can't she find another way and leverage her strengths?
The art world has always been something sought after by the wealthy, especially traditional Chinese painting.
Therefore, the little green tea girl plans to use her talent to build connections for Qin Bai.
Those paintings by famous artists are extremely rare and hard to come by; many cannot be bought with money alone.
With the Feng family's resources, as long as I work hard and do some publicity, I might be able to make a name for myself in the industry.
Now that we have the idea, we need a truly capable teacher.
Just like learning math, physics, and chemistry, many problems can be solved in a single sentence, but without guidance, it can take a long time to figure things out.
......
Let's go back to a little over ten days ago.
When Feng Bin heard that his daughter was going to start painting, he was overjoyed and immediately spent a lot of money to find a famous artist to guide her.
That day, we drove hundreds of kilometers to find that famous person.
As it turned out, the famous person was a little old man in his seventies, with an extremely stubborn temper.
If it weren't for their friendship, Feng Yaoyao might never have met him in her life.
At first, the old man thought it was just a rich person with nothing better to do who wanted a title so he could go out and brag that the paintings had been done under his guidance.
He'd seen this kind of thing many times, so he didn't take it seriously.
Especially when he saw Feng Yaoyao, he was completely certain of his thoughts.
Being so good-looking is just one more thing to talk about when she gets married.
He pursed his lips and casually tossed a piece of drawing paper over.
Draw whatever you want.
Once she stops writing, I can get rid of her and my task will be complete.
Half an hour later.
Seeing that Feng Yaoyao hadn't stopped writing, he stood up impatiently, ready to shoo her away.
But when he saw what was on the drawing paper, he immediately lost his composure.
He quickly picked up the reading glasses hanging around his neck and examined them carefully.
The drawing on the paper is just a regular copy, but...
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