A wealthy family wins love: Ji Shao's extravagant wife

Xue Mi didn't go downstairs after lunch, and slowly daubed those paintings in his room, trying to get his inspiration back.

The pink mood in the morning has been completely destroyed. She flipped through a few photos taken back from La City, and noticed a sharp silver-gray rock among them.

Xue Mi doesn't understand rocks, but for some reason, he suddenly feels that the color of this stone is very similar to Sebas's hair color...

That man, no older than 35.Even, he is likely to be younger than Xue fans expected.

Because he always combs his hair meticulously, with a deadpan expression and a haughty demeanor.It just looks a little older.

Like this, cold, fragile rock.

Not even the sun can give it the slightest warmth.

However, in fact?Is it really as tough as it looks?

Xue Mi was thoughtful.

As a painter, sometimes, human beings are just materials in her eyes.

Seeing that Sebastian was quite angry this morning, now that she has found inspiration, she has completely forgotten about it...

Tried the color scheme a few times and it didn't work out.

Later, her color scheme slowly changed to a...silver-gray with a hint of purple, and she was relieved.

After drawing half a picture one after another, Xue Mi's brush suddenly paused.

She smelled the aroma of food.

But when she raised her head, she found that the housekeeper had been standing by her side for an unknown how long.

Sebastian looked at her painting with deep eyes.

"Miss Xue has studied painting... By the way, I forgot, you are also a famous painter."

"It's more famous than you think." Xue Mi frowned.

Abroad, everyone is familiar with the French painter Ina Shanyue.Not many people know Xue Mi's real name.

This Sebastian is also busy annoying others, probably thinking of her as someone who came from somewhere to imitate everyone.

"However, it is best to have your own style of painting. It is very difficult to get out if you blindly imitate others. Miss Xue, what do you think?"

really……

Xue Mi didn't bother to talk to him at all.

Sebastian waved his hand gracefully, pointed to the dinner plate, and said, "Please eat, miss. After the meal, you still have books to read."

"what book?"

"The History of Rose Manor."

Xue Mi stood up and washed his hands, picked up the knife and fork, and suddenly gave Sebas a strange look.

Sebastian: "..."

Xue Mi casually asked: "What kind of soup is this? It looks like Chinese style."

"It is indeed a Chinese-style soup. The soup obtained by stewing the old hen for three hours, skimmed the oil and sealed it in a jar, and a small jar steamed from various Chinese herbs. I hope you like it."

Why did Xue Mi feel that he didn't believe that he would specially arrange such soup for her because she was Chinese?

"Are you trying to please me?"

"Indeed," Sebastian agreed without blinking, "Miss Xue, with my assistance, your life in Rose Manor will be much easier."

Xue Mi smiled, noncommittal.

"As long as you give me Ina's contact information..."

Xue Mi couldn't help asking: "There is an old saying in China, which is called the seventh-rank official in front of the prime minister's door. It is said that Sebastian is also from a wealthy family, but he just wants the contact information of a painter, so don't you use it to find me?"

Hearing this, Sebastian was a little embarrassed, and said: "Shanyue Gallery has given an official contact information, but Ina has never given a call. What's more, as a copyist, how can Ms. Xue speak so contemptuously of Ina Teacher's words!"

Afterwards, Sebastian got a little angry.

Xue Mi knew that except for a few specific calls, she blocked all calls from overseas strangers.But she was baffled, what did she say, was it the phrase "just want a painter's contact information"?

She suddenly became a little annoyed: "Who told you that I was a copyist?"

Originally, she also wanted to reveal her identity, but this Sebastian who saved her was pestering her all day long.

But Sebastian's next words dispelled her thoughts.

"I have nine paintings by Mr. Ina, which are hung in my room and I look at them every day. I can see the teacher's style even with my eyes closed. As for you, you are still too tender! How rough Brush strokes, if not imitation, what is it?”

Mr. Sebas defends the majestic appearance of "Ina" teacher in his heart, which is almost the same as those young people chasing stars outside.

Xue Mi: "..."

Sometimes it's not a good thing to have brainless fans, especially this kind of...

Xue Mi suddenly didn't want to tell him the truth at all.Her painting hasn't been finished yet, if the cold stone turns into a brainless fan...

Just thinking about it gives goosebumps, okay?

"Tell me, it's not imitation, what is it!"

Xue Mi held back for a long time before choking out a sentence: "I'm not imitating, I, I'm paying tribute to Teacher Yi Na..."

Sebastian snorted softly, obviously not paying attention.

What does it feel like to be despised by a fan...

Xue Mi silently lowered his head to pick up the rice.

After the meal, Xue Mi began to read with gusto the genealogy of Rose Manor, which was as thick as a brick.

Sebastian was still studying her drawing beside him, saying, "You really look like it."

"...Thanks for the compliment."

"Almost, it's exactly the same as the real thing." Sebastian muttered to himself.

Xue Mi's mouth twitched and continued to flip through the book.

"You must know Mrs. Ina, right? It seems that you should be deeply influenced by her. Is she doing well in China?"

"Very good." Xue Mi didn't lift his eyelids.

Sebastian suddenly smiled shyly, and said, "Then, does she have a lover? Is she married?"

Xue Mi: "..."

Sebas looked at her eagerly.

It took Xue Mi a long time to find her own voice: "She... is married and has several children."

Sebastian was full of regret: "That's it. Then you know, how is the relationship between their husband and wife?"

Xue Mi was completely annoyed: "Didn't it just give you a painting, maybe you still want to destroy his marriage."

Sebastian looked intoxicated: "You don't understand, I saw humanity in Teacher Ina's painting, she is my Virgin..."

"..."

Xue Mi turned her head to ignore him and read her book.

Sebastian finished intoxicated, coughed lightly again, and straightened his face: "I can give you time to think about Mr. Ina's matter. But please be sure to read this book today, lest you can't answer my wife's question tomorrow." Come up, the old lady will be angry again."

Xue Mi: "!!!"

There is still an exam? !

Sebastian didn't even look at her, just looked at her painting reluctantly, and left the room.

Looking at this frighteningly thick book, Xue Mi suddenly had the urge to rush over and grab Ji Bei and beat him violently!

Just at this time the phone rang, she put on her earphones and said angrily, "Ji Bei?! Where are you?!"