President, please spoil me!

Tong Ma, "You still said it wasn't anger."

Xing Hao was silent for a while, and said seriously, "I'm really not angry with him, I just think he can't get along with me well, he hates me not only emotionally, but also rationally, sometimes He is nice to me once in a while, but he doesn't like it very much, so the next day he will be in a bad mood, and he will be worse to me... always like this, he is not happy and I am not happy, so I think It’s better for each other to have less intersection.”

…………

After Xing Huabai finished her small art booth, she was full of energy preparing to welcome her first customer of the day, when a certain figure approached her again, with the same casual demeanor and handsome smiling face.

Xing Hua, "Why are you here again?"

Yu Xibai smiled, raised his eyelids and asked, "Did you dig Jiang?"

She doesn't speak.

He smiled again and said, "Or is this street your home?"

Xing Hua shut up.

Yu Xibai sat down loudly, and adjusted his sitting posture casually, "Colored pencils, I want to draw a completely different taste from yesterday."

"How could you be completely different today from the you yesterday?"

"Your business is too dishonest."

"What are you buying so many portraits for?"

Yu Xibai smiled lightly, "Oh, he looks handsome, buy a few more and hang them on the wall to admire, otherwise it will be cheap for other people's eyes."

"..."

"You can buy a huge, giant poster and put it up a wall."

He glanced at her, and said with a half-smile, "I just want to appreciate the handsomeness from different angles, different styles and different expressions, just a poster, how boring."

"..."

The corner of Xing Hua's mouth twitched, and he looked at him embarrassingly.

In the end, she still lost, and the routine offer was, "300 tickets."

"I didn't forget."

According to yesterday's rules, Yu Xi took out three banknotes from the wallet and paid her the money first.

While making preparations, Xing Hua said, "Young Master Yu, by the way, do you still have a rich second generation like you... idle around and spend a lot of money? When I sell oil paintings some other day, you can introduce me."

"No introduction."

Although she was just talking for fun, she didn't expect him to reject her so simply, "Why?"

He half-closed his eyes and smiled lazily, "I already have a rival in love, I don't need more."

"I'm not RMB, how can I be so cute."

The man still had the same lazy and casual tone, "Your beauty is criminal, how can RMB compare?"

"..."

Although Xing Hua also affirmed her own beauty, even if Huo Sicheng said she was good-looking, it was ironic. It was the first time a man praised her so relentlessly, and her cheeks were still slightly warm.

With a straight face, she tried to achieve the effect of righteous words, "You are so blatantly pursuing a married woman, do you understand the behavior of a mistress, male mistress!"

Yu Xibai looked at her deeply, and smiled, "You said that your husband, who is the president of Shiding, let his wife come to set up a stall to sell paintings? How did he fulfill the duties of a husband? explain."

"I'm happy to sell paintings, but is it shameful?"

"I see people, but I don't know who said yesterday that she came to set up the stall for money, and she couldn't even afford oil painting equipment."

"..."

Xing Hua stopped talking and started to draw.

…………

It was still yesterday's plainclothes bodyguard.

Bodyguard [-]: "Why is this kid here again?"

Bodyguard [-]: "He seems to have come earlier than us."

Bodyguard [-]: "Do you want to report to Secretary Jiang?"

Bodyguard [-]: "But he didn't do anything. He just bought paintings and talked. He didn't touch or behave badly, just like other painting buyers."

Bodyguard [-]: "Idiot, he's picking up a woman!"

Bodyguard [-]: "Buying a painting and chatting for a while, will you be able to meet a beauty of our wife's level?"

Bodyguard [-]: "..."

The second bodyguard thought for a while and said, "Let's do this, it's only three things. If he comes tomorrow, we'll report to Secretary Jiang. It's Secretary Jiang's business whether we tell the president or not."

"Row."

The second bodyguard added, "After my wife starts painting later, let's take a photo for Secretary Jiang and Mr. Huo's reference."

…………

Even though it was Yu Xibai again, she also knew that he didn't come here for painting, but he didn't have any deviant behavior, and she couldn't treat him differently, since she had received the money, she still seriously painted for him.

Xing Wei never expected that the weather would be unpredictable. She had read the weather forecast the night before, and when she said it would be cloudy, it would rain when she said it would rain.

From the beginning, there were big drops, falling on her drawing paper.

She yelled, "Why is it raining?"

At this moment, Yu Xibai has already reacted quickly and stood up, folding his hands to protect her head naturally, "Have you brought an umbrella?"

"I brought it, it's in the bag."

Xing Hua hurriedly got up and took out the umbrella from her bag, opened it, and shared it with Yu Xibai without much thought.

Yu Xibai was taller than her, so he took it without any hassle.

The rain came quickly and violently, and it was pouring rain in less than a minute.

Xing Hao looked distressed at the paintings and papers she hung up, which were all wet by the heavy rain, and she had to clean them up regardless of whether she would get wet or not.

Yu Xibai pulled her back under the umbrella, "What are you doing?"

"Hold your umbrella, I'm going to pack up my things and send them to my sister's apartment."

"No, I'll do it myself."

The man held onto her hand tightly, because the rain was loud, so his voice also raised, "Your underwear, lace?"

As soon as Xing Hua raised her head, she saw him staring at her chest. She immediately wrapped her arms around her to protect herself, and scolded, "You rascal!"

He raised his eyebrows and said nonchalantly, "If you get caught in the rain a few more times, not only will I be a hooligan, but the whole street will be full of hooligans."

"..."

She was really tired of wearing white shirts, and felt that they were useless, and it was inconvenient to draw, so she wore a white T-shirt today.

Originally it was not very permeable material, but when it came into contact with water, it was still spared from permeating.

"Then... how about that?"

Yu Xibai put the handle of the umbrella back into her hand, turned around and went back into the rain.

Seeing this, Xing Hua was stunned for a while, and after a while, she still stepped forward to hold an umbrella for him, as long as she could block it a little.

The man pushed her aside, "Just your little umbrella, it can barely cover you alone, go aside."

Xing Hua bit her lip, watching him quickly and neatly pack her things.

…………

The bodyguard watched this scene from afar.

"Shall we go and help the wife?"

"Our umbrella didn't help much? And didn't we expose our past?"

"Hey, that can't make the brush who wants to pry the corner of the wall feel good. What if Mr. Huo's head turns green...you can't cut us?"

"Call, call, call Secretary Jiang for instructions."