The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing smiled, this man knows how to use a wheelchair, and he has lived up to the fruits of her labor and her medicine.

Qiao Beiran pushed He Xuanchen, and said with a smile, "Juju, you will draw for me later, what should I pay attention to? Do I need to buy two sets of clothes? What style do you like to draw?"

Yu Ziqing said as she walked, "No, it's not a ID photo, it doesn't have to be so formal."

Qiao Beiran laughed and said, "I'm so excited. When you finish drawing for me, I'll let everyone on the Internet see it immediately."

Yu Ziqing couldn't laugh or cry, "It's not that exaggerated, is it?"

Qiao Beiran was very excited, and wanted to chat with Juju, when he heard a cough.

He swallowed everything he wanted to say, and quickly changed the subject, "Juju, listen to my boss, did you heal his leg? You are so amazing! My boss is so lucky to have you."

Yu Ziqing glanced down at the man in the wheelchair, and said flatly, "I don't feel lucky to have such a patient."

Qiao Beiran smiled and said, "His temper is quite bad, but he will definitely change it. Give him a little more time."

Yu Ziqing didn't want to talk about this person, so she asked, "What's the situation with Gao Min now?"

Qiao Beiran's eyes subconsciously fell on the back of He Xuanchen's head, and said, "He, he has done all kinds of bad things before, now let him go in and suffer a lot. That place is not for people at all, let alone people, even ghosts don't want to be there. over there."

Yu Ziqing asked curiously, "That place shouldn't be accessible to everyone, right? Why can you send people in casually? Why do you call him the boss?"

"Because..." Qiao Beiran was about to explain when He Xuanchen coughed again.

"cough……"

Yu Ziqing glanced at the man lightly, "Why don't you let him continue?"

Qiao Beiran hurriedly explained again, "Juju, that place is not a place that ordinary people would go to. Knowing too much is not a good thing, and it might cause trouble. The boss just wants to protect you, so don't be angry."

Yu Ziqing nodded and said nothing.

Since it's not convenient to talk, then don't ask.

When we arrived at the coffee shop, Qiao Beiran greeted him, "What would you like to drink?"

Yu Ziqing and He Xuanchen said in unison, "Water."

Yu Ziqing took a look at him, which happened to collide with his gaze.

Yu Ziqing squinted his eyes and looked at him, "Even if you are in a wheelchair, you can still let Li Ke pick you up without Qiao Beiran to pick you up. Isn't there a dedicated driver?"

He Xuanchen was also frank, nodded and said, "I have something to ask you, so I stopped by."

Yu Ziqing put the painting materials on the table and asked, "What's the matter? Any news about Yuan Xiangxiang and the housekeeper?"

He Xuanchen sat opposite her, watching her neatly arrange paints and tools on the table.

"Not yet," he said.

Yu Ziqing took the pen holder to fetch some water, and when she came back, she asked, "Then what do you want from me?"

He Xuanchen looked at her foxy eyes and said, "I want you to write a proposal."

Yu Ziqing recalled the conversation between He Xuanchen and Su Xi, and asked uncertainly, "You rejected Su's and Chang's proposals, do you want me to write it?"

He Xuanchen nodded, "Yes."

"It was written by my assistant." Yu Ziqing said.

He Xuanchen hooked his lips, "It's all the same, isn't it just looking for your assistant when looking for you?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "Okay, as long as the price is right, it's easy to negotiate."

She shouted at Qiao Beiran, "Mr. Qiao, what do you want from this painting?"

Qiao Beiran happened to finish all the preparations for the business, and ran over with a smile, "I don't ask for anything, you can paint whatever you want."

Yu Ziqing stared at Qiao Beiran for a while, thinking about it in her head while watching.

Qiao Beiran stood still and didn't dare to move, "I, what should I do?"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "No, I just want to remember your facial features."

After she stared at it for ten seconds, He Xuanchen suddenly said, "Qiao Beiran, where's the water?"

Only then did Qiao Beiran realize that because he was so excited, he ran to get water for the two of them before he poured it.

Yu Ziqing had also finished her observations at this time, and started her creation.

Qiao Beiran came back with water and sat quietly watching.

The room is very quiet, you can hear a needle drop, and you can only hear the slight collision of Yu Ziqing's paintbrush in the brush holder.

Yu Ziqing suddenly raised her eyes, looked at the two people, and found that they were staring at her painting intently.

An hour later, an orange-hued painting was completed.

In a cozy coffee shop, a handsome man in a brown apron and a white shirt is busy with his work with downcast eyes.

There was a faint smile on the corner of the man's mouth, and his eyes were focused and serious.

This painting does not use a lot of pearlescent colors like He Xuanchen's, but only embellishes in some places, which makes the picture more lifelike, with warm tones, as if you can smell the aroma of coffee.

It seems that the handsome store manager in the painting will raise his head in the next second and smile brightly at the viewers.

Qiao Beiran smiled from ear to ear, and kept shouting, "Oh my God! Is this me? Is it really me? I'm so handsome!"

Yu Ziqing smiled and said, "You are also very handsome."

Qiao Beiran laughed loudly, "No, no, Juju, it's you who drew me so beautifully!"

Someone's face was inexplicably unhappy, and he looked at the painting indifferently, "I have no brains, how can I be handsome."

Qiao Beiran was intoxicated in his own portrait, and laughed like a fool for a while, "So handsome! Why am I so handsome!"

Yu Ziqing was recognized by others, so of course she was also very happy in her heart, "As long as you like it."

Qiao Beiran nodded like a chicken pecking rice, "I like it! I like it! I like it so much! This will be my family heirloom from now on!"

Yu Ziqing stood up and packed her things, "That's nothing, I'll go first."

Qiao Beiran glanced at He Xuanchen, and said, "Juju, I might get busy soon, can I trouble you to send the boss to the company?"

Yu Ziqing smiled faintly, "I'm sorry, I have something to do too. Mr. He, take good care of your legs. Goodbye, both of you."

Qiao Beiran yelled at her back several times, but she still left resolutely with the painting materials.

"Boss, do you want me to push you to catch up?" Qiao Beiran asked.

He Xuanchen twitched the corner of his mouth, "No need."

Qiao Beiran sighed, "Then I'll take you to the company."

He Xuanchen pushed the wheelchair out by himself, "I'll find someone to pick me up."

Qiao Beiran had no choice but to say, "Then be careful, and you must listen to Juju. If your leg is tossing any more, you will really be useless."

Yu Ziqing first went to the jewelry store to take a look at Qiu Xuan, and found that the girl was in good condition.

"How are you and your sister, is there anyone harassing you?" she asked.