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

Seeing his appearance, Qing Li felt somewhat unbearable.

"How did this person know that Mr. He and I had agreed to marry?"

Mr. He sighed deeply, "He got the rubbing of the agreement between you and Jiang Yu."

Qing Li opened his mouth, and his first reaction was that it was impossible. How could a cautious person like He Jiangyu make such a mistake?

But when I think about it, it’s hard to tell if there’s a mole among them.

"I can cooperate with the divorce, if Mr. He can persuade Mr. He."

Qing Li frankly told the truth for the first time.

It didn't matter to her how the people in the He family felt about her, because she had no intention of living in the He family permanently.

She just couldn't bear for an old man to lose the most precious thing.

Although her level of chess, calligraphy and painting is considered good in this world, she actually has no heritage. She can understand the concept and obsession of passing on this heritage.

Hearing this, Mr. He was not surprised at all. He seemed to have expected that this incident was planned by He Jiangyu.

Mr. He waved his hands and said nothing. If it really made sense, why would he do this.

What's more, as an elder, he can't bow to his descendants, and he doesn't want to give in because of the other party's mercy.

He also hopes that his descendants will be sincerely convinced of him.

If Qing Li knew what he was thinking, he would definitely say, stubborn!

Qingli received a lot of health greetings during the live broadcast in the evening. She patiently answered them one by one. After the live broadcast, she was a little confused.

The always active user ‘Hey’ is a little down today. Did something happen?

Qing Li didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but thinking about how 'He' rewarded and protected her for his attention, she still sent him a private message.

Unexpectedly, the other party was online and responded quickly.

He: It’s such a surprise to receive the message from Master Yuyan!

He: Something happened recently, which is embarrassing to say. Because of some misdeeds by my descendants, I’m afraid I will be expelled from the Cultural Association.

Qingli:? ? ?

Qing Li's head was buzzing as he held his cell phone.

She read it word by word again to make sure that what he said was what she saw, and her heartbeat suddenly accelerated.

‘He’ means... Mr. He? !

So the fan who has been watching her live broadcast is actually Mr. He upstairs! !

Qingli was stunned.

So, the 'Qingqing my heart' with him is He Qingqing?

Qingli:......

How can I put it, this feeling is really amazing.

She streams live, and her fans live under the same roof as her.

I wonder how Mr. He would feel if he knew that Master Yuyan, whom he admired and yearned for, was the vain woman he looked down on.

Do you admit it?

Of course she wouldn't admit it, and they didn't ask why she would blow up her vest and ask for trouble.

Qing Li: The boat will naturally go straight when it reaches the bridge. There will definitely be a solution.

Well, she said shit.

But Mr. He seemed to be really comforted, because he made a grateful expression.

Qing Li: If there's anything I can do to help, you can tell me.

When there was no reply from the other party, Qing Li went to take a shower. When he came back from the shower, he saw a series of words from Mr. He...

Qing Li quickly opened it and saw that he was very excited.

He: Master Yuyan, if you can give me a painting signed by me, maybe the association will take notice of this painting and not be expelled from the association.

Qingli: Does it work?

He: Yes, yes, but it may need to rely on your reputation, so that they can weigh the pros and cons.

Qingli: Yes.

He: Ah ah ah ah, Master Yuyan, you are my savior! I adore you so much!

Qingli:......

Is this really Mr. He?

She had some doubts again, how could the respected Mr. He jump away and howl like a little child.

Maybe by chance there is a person with the same problem, also named He.

Qing Li thinks this is more likely.

After all... putting the words 'ah ah ah' on Mr. He's face, she couldn't bear to look at it.

Qingli: Mr.’s name is taboo.

He: He Qingfeng, whose courtesy name is Yanzhi.

Qing Li looked at these words in silence.

It's Mr. He, that's right...

No wonder people say that the image on the Internet is very different from the reality. I didn’t feel it before, but now I can’t feel it more clearly!

This contrast made her almost doubt her life.

Mr. He's request was very simple. She could draw whatever she wanted, as long as she marked it as a gift to him.

He: It’s not that you actually give it away. You set a price for this painting, and I’ll buy it at a high price!

In this way, he also took advantage.

Master Yuyan's paintings are basically sold in the form of auctions, and are rarely sold individually.

Qing Li: Thank you for your support for so long, and thank you for promoting and inheriting Chinese culture. This painting is truly given to you.

He: {excited}{excited}{excited}{excited}{excited}

Mr. He sent a series of emoticons, and it took him a long time to say the word 'thank you'.

After closing the dialog box, Qingli began to think about what to draw.

One is the 'facade' of He Nanxi's art exhibition, and the other is a painting given to Mr. He.

After thinking about it, Qing Li started painting the first painting first, while He Nanxi was in a hurry.

What He Nanxi exhibited was Silk Jasmine, which cannot be said to be very valuable, but it was well maintained.

According to He Nanxi, it is called the little princess of the green plant world. The hanging peduncles are full of flowers the size of a little finger. The breeze blows, and the strings of flower branches sway in the wind, which is soft and elegant.

It also has the meaning of loyalty and never betraying someone.

Qing Li has seen the silk-cut jasmine grown in Henan River. The white flowers on the peduncles are even and the white flowers are sparkling and cute. They are very pleasing to the eye and will bring inspiration to others.

Qingli rolled out the scroll and began to draw.

Inspired by the burst of inspiration, she didn't finish the painting until 11:30 in the morning.

Seeing the completed work, she nodded with satisfaction and subconsciously wanted to sign it. Then she remembered that it would be better not to write down her current pen name casually.

It's this time, and He Jiangyu hasn't come back yet. It seems that he has to work overtime tonight, otherwise he will be taken home to work.

Qing Li hesitated for a moment, thinking that He Jiangyu took time out of his busy schedule to pick her up, so she decided to reciprocate and cooperate with him.

If you want to sleep on the sofa, just sleep on the sofa. In fact, the sofa is quite comfortable.

Walking into the darkly lit room, Qing Li felt a little uncomfortable for a moment.

He Jiangyu is always there every time I come here, and it is rarely empty.

Wiping away the strange emotions in her heart, she lay down on the sofa, covered herself with a thin quilt and fell asleep.

Late at night, a tall and straight figure quietly walked to the sofa and looked at the sleeping face on the sofa quietly.

With her beautiful nose and eyelashes, her fair and clear face was only the size of a palm, and seemed to carry a faint brilliance in the dark night.

He gently rubbed his fingers on her face, causing the sleeping person to make a soft sound, move her head slightly, and then fell asleep again.

A very soft laugh floated in the air.

When Qing Li opened his eyes, he was horrified to find that he was actually sleeping on He Jiangyu's bed!