Mr. Zhan, please stop being abusive, Miss Zhuang has been reborn.

Since there was no progress on the painting concept and it was raining a little, the group prepared to return.

On the way back, Xiang Wen got into the car that Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan were in, sat next to Li Yuhan, and kept talking to her.

Zhuang Mingyue felt that Xiang Wen was a reliable young man just by looking at him, but she still didn't know what Li Yuhan thought.

Without having time to think about these things, Zhuang Mingyue continued to close her eyes, thinking about the painting with a little annoyance.

After returning to Nanyuan Villa, Zhuang Mingyue was still anxious and had no idea where to start.

Zhan Yan decided to take her to the art museum, "How about going to the art museum?"

Zhuang Mingyue also realized that her current condition was not suitable for staying at home, so she reluctantly accepted Zhan Yan's proposal.

Because it was a studio, there were not many people in the art gallery, which broadened Zhuang Mingyue's mind. She looked at the famous paintings carefully and felt a great shock in her heart.

It is hard to imagine how ingeniously these celebrities’ paintings were conceived.

After walking around twice, Zhuang Mingyue felt that she had absorbed enough nutrients, so she sat down in an empty space in the corridor, squinting her eyes slightly and deciding the theme of the painting in her mind.

Zhan Yan sat down quietly and stayed quietly beside Zhuang Mingyue.

When Zhuang Mingyue finally decided on the theme, she couldn't wait to go home, "I got it!"

With a theme in mind, Zhuang Mingyue wanted to follow the theme and go home to draw a basic outline, and the conception would not be far away.

In order to complete the painting while her mind was active, Zhuang Mingyue didn't even have time for dinner.

Li Yuhan guessed that Zhuang Mingyue was busy, so she followed her thoughts and called Zhan Yan.

"Brother Zhan Yan, can you call me when you go abroad? I just need to go back."

Li Yuhan could only secretly tell herself what she was expecting in her heart.

In the studio, there were twenty or thirty paper balls thrown in the wastebasket. Zhuang Mingyue was holding the paintbrush dejectedly, feeling really tired.

I don't know when I fell asleep. I felt someone picked me up in a daze. When I woke up, it was already ten o'clock the next morning.

Zhuang Mingyue quickly got up and washed up. She had to hurry to finish the painting as she couldn't miss her flight abroad that evening.

After getting enough sleep, Zhuang Mingyue felt much better. She was also excited when Zhan Yan dragged her to eat. "No, no! I just made some progress."

She grabbed the door edge with her hands, with a determined look on her face that said "I'd rather die than leave."

Zhan Yan didn't give her the chance. He picked up Zhuang Mingyue and carried her towards the stairs.

Zhuang Mingyue patted the man's broad shoulders and swung her legs back and forth, "Put me down! I'm anxious!"

The man just continued to walk down the stairs in silence and placed Zhuang Mingyue steadily on the chair that had been pulled out at the dining table.

Little Star scooped up a mouthful of soup with a royal blue spoon and stared at the two people who were confronting each other.

"A forced melon is not sweet!" Zhuang Mingyue argued, folding her hands across her chest with an annoyed look on her face.

Zhan Yan sat down with a cold face and answered irrelevantly, "The rice is definitely not sweet."

Zhuang Mingyue was so angry that she was stunned, but she still poured the soup into her mouth elegantly.

After a short stalemate, the man stood up and helped Zhuang Mingyue to serve soup. Seeing her tilting her head, he asked, "Is it better for me to feed you?"

Little Xingxing at the side couldn't help but chuckle, but when she realized that Zhuang Mingyue was giving her a warning look, she immediately lowered her head and ate in silence.

Zhuang Mingyue was finally succumbed to Zhan Yan's gentleness. Although she was angry in her heart, the aroma of pork rib soup filled her nostrils. She picked up the bowl and glared at Zhan Yan.

However, the pork rib soup that she drank calmed down Zhuang Mingyue's arrogance, aroused her taste buds, and she ate two bowls of rice without realizing it.

Leaning on the sofa, touching her bloated belly, Zhuang Mingyue gave a sad look to the smiling man.

The flight was at 11pm, but at 10pm Zhuang Mingyue was still concentrating on painting in the studio.

Zhan Yan was not in a hurry, as he could adjust the time at any time. However, Li Yuhan was a little anxious.

Xiao Xingxing had already fallen asleep on the sofa nearby, so Li Yuhan could only divert her attention by getting up and preparing to hug Xiao Xingxing.

At this time, Zhan Yan also stood up, and the two of them stretched out their hands to Xiao Xingxing almost at the same time.

"I come.

The irresistible tone made Li Yuhan subconsciously take a step back.

Zhuang Mingyue had just hung up her finished paintings. The fatigue in the corners of her eyes was concealed by a layer of light. She looked at the time and then felt nervous. She and Zhan Yan were fine, but she couldn't let Yu Han wait anxiously.

Zhuang Mingyue quickly left the studio and saw Zhan Yan carefully closing the door of Xiao Xingxing's bedroom. She walked up to him and grabbed him, "I'm done!"

Zhuang Mingyue's eyes were filled with excitement, and Zhan Yan was also happy for her. "Then pack up and get ready to go."

Zhuang Mingyue spread her hands, looking relaxed, "I don't have anything to clean up, just wait another ten minutes and put the paintings away."

"I happened to be handling a project this time, so I brought Xiang Wen with me." The man's tone was light, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, but in fact he was following Zhuang Mingyue's idea.

Zhuang Mingyue was just thinking about Li Yuhan's question when the banquet started. She raised her hand and cheered, then quickly left a mark on the man's face and suddenly disappeared towards the stairs.

Zhan Yan shook his head helplessly, but his face was filled with satisfaction. He could figure out what this little woman was thinking without much thought.

During the flight, Zhuang Mingyue fell asleep after a short while due to excessive energy consumption.

Li Yuhan stared blankly at Zhan Yan who was still reading the documents, then looked at Xiang Wen who had a fiery look on his face. It seemed that Zhuang Mingyue and Zhan Yan were determined to push her away.

Zhuang Mingyue glanced at him sideways, straightened the wrinkles on her dress, and walked into the main hall with a dignified manner. As soon as she entered, she felt the spiritual shock brought by art.

"This painting..." Zhuang Mingyue couldn't even find a suitable adjective!

Zhuang Mingyue knew a lot about the charm of international exhibitions before coming here. At that time, she was just secretly looking forward to it. Now that she is really here, it is like she has accidentally entered another wonderful world.

After appreciating the paintings enough, Zhuang Mingyue still felt uneasy.

The exhibition took away the auction session. Zhuang Mingyue chose a front-row seat. She felt a little disappointed. "After seeing the paintings of these international celebrities, I realized how bad I am."

Zhan Yan disagrees, "Every painter has his own merits."

He felt in his heart that the beauty of art was unlimited and had no hierarchy.

Zhuang Mingyue felt a little comforted by these words, but when she thought about meeting Master Ruiwen, she suddenly became nervous. How could she show off her paintings?

After the painting auction, Zhuang Mingyue thought she would have the honor to meet Master Raven, but unexpectedly the person in charge said that Master Raven did not come at all.

"Master Raven was supposed to come today, but I heard he had other plans."

Zhuang Mingyue seemed relieved, but also a little regretful.

After viewing the art exhibition, Zhan Yan put aside the work at hand and accompanied him for a walk in the nearby park.