The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

Qing Li looked at Yan Rujun, wondering what she wanted to say.

There was a hint of disgust in Yan Rujun's eyebrows, "Are you planning to spend time in the He family?"

Qing Li: "The key is not me."

Yan Rujun frowned slightly, "What?"

She then sneered, "It's all about the money, right? Although you don't graduate from a prestigious school, your school is not bad, but you only know how to chase men after two years of graduation. You have made no contribution to society and have no pursuit of your own value."

After a pause, "No matter how tall and rich the man you are chasing is, his financial lifeline is still in the hands of others, do you understand?"

Qing Li was silent, she was right.

"That being said, the youth you have wasted is your own."

Yan Rujun entered the elevator.

These words were sharp and to the point, but if they were told to Qing Li who was in the late stages of love, she wouldn't be able to listen to much.

You will never know the pain unless you fall.

Of course, for a woman who might be trying to spy on the status and money of the young mistress of the He family, these words would not be of much effect.

But the current Qingli is neither of the above two. Yan Rujun's point of view is exactly what she thinks now.

Qing Li could only sigh at Yan Rujun's disgust.

The sunset glows, and the Four Seasons Garden shines in the soft sunlight.

The two roses were in full bloom. Qingli admired them for a moment and then walked inside.

"It would be great if there was a small water system here, a small decorative stone bridge with a few red carps underneath."

Qing Li felt that the water system was soaked in flowers and paved with some gravel paths, which was really impressive.

"What do you know!"

The words spoken in a soft voice were like hitting stones.

Qing Li turned around and saw He Nanxi holding a small bucket of fertilizer with a small shovel inside.

If it weren't for what happened just now, this look would be pleasing to the eye.

The pretty and peaceful look of the beautiful gardener lady in this flowery garden is what many men dream of.

"I just said casually, this is not my garden after all."

Qing Li doesn't like to criticize Tian and everything, at least not until he gets to know the other person.

"I know it's not my garden, but I still say it casually."

He Nanxi seemed to say this without any emotion, just wanting to retaliate.

Seeing her turn around and squat down to continue fertilizing the flowers, Qing Li strolled over and stood not far from her.

"Miss He, don't you have to go to work?"

"You don't go to work either."

He Nanxi speaks softly and has a soft voice, which is really not suitable for blaming others and has no offensive power.

"I'm different from you." Qing Li smiled with a smile on his lips.

He Nanxi raised his head, a touch of sadness and resentment flashed in his eyes, "What's different!"

Qing Li raised his eyebrows, "I came to your house just to go to work."

He Nanxi was startled, not expecting that she would say these words confidently.

"Miss He, have you been taking care of your body?"

"It's none of your business."

When Qing Li first met, he could tell that He Nanxi was in poor health and suffered from serious loss of energy and blood. He would probably be out of breath even if he walked even two steps.

It's easy for her to be over-deficient in this situation, but it's not a big problem. Her mother is the vice president of a traditional Chinese medicine hospital, so she should have seen this kind of thing a lot.

But things don't seem to be that simple.

Seeing that she no longer paid attention to him, Qingli continued to admire the garden.

"It would be great if we could live broadcast here. It's so beautiful here." Qing Li closed her eyes and took a deep breath.

He Nanxi didn't even raise his head, "I don't want to care about you, but I would like to advise you not to do such a shameful thing in the He family."

"Is it embarrassing to live broadcast?"

"Only people who have no skills will do these things."

The He family, a scholarly family, has always relied on their true skills to gain a foothold in society, and they are determined not to use live streaming to attract attention and make money.

Maybe live broadcasts can make money quickly for ordinary people, but for big families, they are just clowns.

"I don't agree with this." Qing Li squatted down and looked at the small shovel in her hand, "Look, you have skills in fertilizing. If you spread your skills in raising flowers through live broadcast, Then more and more people will learn these skills.”

He Nanxi's movements paused.

Qing Li continued: "In other words, even if you don't teach anyone the skills, it would be a waste if you can only appreciate the flowers in your garden by yourself. Only by appreciating them together through the camera can the beauty of this garden be worth it."

She came to the rose tree and sniffed it gently. "You grafted such a beautiful rose tree. If the world could see it, they would be amazed."

Regardless of whether He Nanxi agreed or not, Qingli insisted on his opinion.

"Many people make money quickly through live broadcasts to catch people's attention, but more people realize their self-worth through live broadcasts, and there are many capable people who promote traditional Chinese culture through live broadcasts. Live broadcasts are just a form, watching people It’s just how to use it.”

After Qing Li finished speaking, she left. Her live broadcast time was coming.

Let’s add hydrangeas this time. Those big clusters of flowers are so beautiful.

After Qing Li left, He Nanxi stood next to the rose tree until the rose tree on her chest bloomed brilliantly, but she was the only one to appreciate it.

"How to use it?"

……

That night, Qing Li finished the painting ahead of schedule and thought about his future plans, so he spoke to the few thirty viewers in the live broadcast room.

"Inspiration has been running low recently, so there will be some changes in the content of the live broadcast in the future."

Qingqing my heart: [Miss, will you stop painting in the future? 】

Qing Li: “When I’m inspired, I draw. When I’m not inspired, I might write, play chess, or play the piano.”

Say it in advance to avoid hurting the hearts of these thirty or so fans. After all, they are still quite loyal, although their nicknames are all newly registered.

If Qing Li hadn't been self-aware, she would have suspected that someone who admired her was looking for a spy.

Well, if it is true, it doesn’t matter if you don’t want the person you love, just ask the navy to find more than thirty people, and it’s also a search and search.

Qingqing my heart: [Miss, are you ready for all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting? 】

Qing Li: "I know a little bit about it, but just like painting, I'm not very good at it. You can call me Yuyan from now on."

He Qingqing was digesting the previous sentence, but when she saw the latter sentence, she couldn't help but ask directly.

[Miss, do you know who Yuyan is? 】

"Yuyan is me."

【…】

[I am referring to Master Yuyan, the famous painter now. 】

"He's not a famous painter, he just has a lot of people who appreciate his paintings."

【! ! ! 】

He Qingqing didn't know if she was pretending to be stupid.

Qing Li was quite patient with the only audience member with a name, although she didn't believe that she was the Master Yuyan they called her.

"Is there anyone here who can play chess? Next time we can play chess online. If not, I will find some other anchors on the Internet to play chess."