Eighty-Five Sturdy Little Spicy Wife

Seven o'clock in the evening.

The lights in the office were still on.

Nan Zhi stood in front of the easel, looking at the man on the drawing paper.

The man's facial features are handsome, but there is an indescribable stiffness.

It gave Wang Haiyang the feeling that this man shouldn't look like this.

Most importantly, the man Nan Zhi asked him to draw is clearly...

Wang Haiyang suppressed the astonishment in his heart and asked Nan Zhi, "Mr. Nan, is this the person you want me to draw?"

Nan Zhi's eyes were flushed, "Yes."

Wang Haiyang's painting skills are indeed superb, except for the scars on his face, he almost perfectly reproduced Shen Zhubei's face.

However, he had never met Shen Zhubei after all, so he couldn't draw Shen Zhubei's charm.

"However, I always feel that his face shape is very strange, and the direction of his facial features is also very strange." Wang Haiyang couldn't help but said, "It gives me the feeling that his facial features are not like this, but are deliberately shaped like this. Sorry, I said it too bluntly."

"It's okay." Nan Zhi forced a smile at Wang Haiyang. Wang Haiyang is indeed an excellent painter, and he feels right.

Shen Zhubei's face was burnt and underwent plastic surgery, so it was indeed different from his original appearance.

Because of this, she was worried that she would not recognize Shen Zhubei before his disfigurement.

Until she saw him in the roast duck restaurant in Beijing and the food court on the first floor of Nanjiayuan Plaza.

His face was not burned, and his facial features were handsome and three-dimensional, which was [-]% similar to his face after plastic surgery.

Nan Zhi didn't say any more to Wang Haiyang, "Mr. Wang, thank you. This is your manuscript fee."

She handed over [-] cards of Great Unity to Wang Haiyang.

Wang Haiyang squeezed the thickness, and smiled at Nan Zhi: "Mr. Nan, what a generous move!"

It was getting late, he put away the easel and was about to leave.

When he reached the door, he couldn't help but look at the painting in Nan Zhi's hand, and then left Nanjiayuan Square.

He and Shen Tunan are classmates and live in Shen Tunan's villa.

The villa was not far from Nanjiayuan Square, so he walked home.

As soon as he entered the yard, the German black-backed panther rushed towards him enthusiastically. After he ruaed the panther's head, he entered the living room.

"Brother Shen is here too, I was just looking for you." Wang Haiyang saw Shen Yan sitting on the sofa, and sat next to Shen Yan.

"Have you drawn the person Anan is looking for? Then draw him again!" Shen Yan knew that Wang Haiyang's painting skills are very good. With Wang Haiyang, it would be easy to find Shen Zhubei.

Wang Haiyang picked up a bottle of Nanjiayuan juice and unscrewed it—this juice is really delicious!
It tastes even better than the freshly squeezed juice he drank abroad!

"There's no need to draw. The person my sister-in-law is looking for is by your side." Wang Haiyang said after drinking most of the bottle.

"What?" Shen Yan was stunned, Shen Zhubei who Nan Zhi was looking for was by his side.

how can that be.

If he is by his side, it is impossible for him not to know the existence of the other party.

Shen Tunan sat on the single sofa beside Shen Yan, and he kicked Wang Haiyang angrily, "Yang Haiyang, don't be a fool. That person is very important to my elder brother."

That's Shen Yan's rival in love!

"I'm not fooling around. The person my sister-in-law is looking for is you. You're sitting next to Brother Shen." Wang Haiyang didn't suffer, and kicked Shen Tunan back.

Shen Tunan pointed to his nose and said, "Me?"

Wang Haiyang nodded: "Yes, it's you! Although my sister-in-law asked me to draw a person whose facial features and face shape are slightly different from yours, you can't be wrong, unless you have a twin brother."

Wang Haiyang is a painter, and he is very sensitive to capturing expressions.

He recalled Nan Zhi's expression when he was looking at the painting: "When I finished painting, my sister-in-law's eyes were red, but there was a smile on the corner of her lips, as if she was looking at the man she loved the most."

"Stop talking!" Shen Tunan stopped Wang Haiyang in fear. He looked at Shen Yan, who was masked with frost, and almost knelt down for him, "Brother, I swear to you! I don't even know you." I know my sister-in-law, let alone get along with her! The person my sister-in-law is looking for is definitely not me! It must be the wrong drawing of Haiyang!"

Wang Haiyang was a little angry, "You can insult me, but you can't insult my painting skills. The person my sister-in-law is looking for is you."

"no!"

"that is!"

"You two, stop arguing." Shen Yan stopped the quarrel between Shen Tunan and Wang Haiyang, his jaw tightened, and he forced himself to calm down.

Shen Tunan is not his own brother, but the son of his father Shen Xiong's friend.

After both parents died, Shen Xiong adopted Shen Tunan.

Shen Tunan has always been with his father in the capital, and occasionally comes to Huai'an County for a short stay, and has never been to Nanqing Village.

He knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for Shen Tunan to have any interaction with Nan Zhi.

The most important point is that Shen Tunan is not called Shen Zhubei, he is called Shen Zhubei.

What exactly is going on?

Shen Tunan's nose was sweating and he looked at Shen Yan.

Shen Yan's blade-like gaze never moved away from his face.

For this big brother who is not related by blood, Shen Tunan respects and fears him at the same time.

"Tomorrow you go to Nanjiayuan Plaza to meet Anan. Whether you are the person she is looking for will be known naturally."

……

The next day, in the morning.

Nan Zhi was stunned when she saw Shen Tunan.

She was sure that the man she saw in the roast duck restaurant and food court in Beijing was him.

Looking at him from a close distance, he is very handsome, with a very gentle but sunny demeanor, he looks like a big boy who has drunk foreign ink.

She and her husband of the previous life, Shen Zhubei, are totally different.

Her husband is deep and introverted, and rarely smiles.

It's not at all like the man in front of him, smiling like a golden retriever.

"Mr. Nan, what's the matter? You seem surprised and disappointed when you see me." Shen Tunan stretched out his hand towards Nan Zhi with a smile.

He described it really accurately.

Nan Zhi held Shen Tunan's hand and smiled apologetically, "I'm sorry, Manager Shen, I was just too surprised. Xiuhe women's clothing is the largest brand of women's clothing in China, and it would be great if it can really enter Nanjiayuan Plaza. "

Shen Tunan's hands were long and slender, with soft phalanges and skin that was more delicate than a girl's.

And Shen Zhubei's hands are also slender, very hard, with thick calluses on the fingertips.

Xiuhe women's clothing was famous in the 80s and 90s of the last century and was founded by Shen Xiong.

Shen Xiong was born in a wealthy family, but his experience was somewhat rough.

During the most chaotic years, Shen's family was raided. Even though Shen Xiong, a capitalist young master, was once a soldier, he was still paraded in the streets and criticized. If he hadn't been rescued by his friends, he would not have survived.

Shen Tunan, Shen Zhubei, Shen Xiong.

Nan Zhi whispered these three names in her heart, and asked tentatively: "Manager Shen, may I ask, what is your relationship with Mr. Shen Xiong?"

Shen Tunan didn't hide it, "Shen Xiong is my father."

Nan Zhi continued to ask: "Then do you have a brother named Shen Zhubei?"

After spending less than a minute with Shen Tunan, Nan Zhi was sure that this man who looked similar to Shen Zhubei was definitely not him.