Lure the villain! Crazy batch! Top stunner makes you crazy

Qi Yan was surprised to find that Fu Qi no longer cared about what she did every day, and the suffocating feeling of oppression in the past was much lessened.

She also successfully contacted Fang Zhijing.

At first, Fang Zhijing was very repulsive. He hated gambling and drugs, so he turned around and left. Seeing that the cooperation was about to collapse, she immediately explained the whole story clearly before he was willing to continue listening.

"Is everything you said true?" In the painting gallery, Fang Zhijing held his chin in doubt.

"No need to lie to you." Qi Yan held the brush and painted randomly on the drawing board. She didn't know what she wanted to paint. Coming to the painting studio to paint was just an excuse for her to meet Fang Zhijing in private.

Fang Zhijing admired him: "I didn't expect that Shen Sixi could have such perseverance. He knew that the other party was digging a hole with thunder buried in it, but he really jumped in. What was he trying to do? Senna had never done anything to Shen before. Enterprises should take action?"

Qi Yan slapped her hands, "He wants to help me get revenge."

"He likes you?" Fang Zhijing suddenly realized, "If this is the case, it makes sense. Your family was really hurt by Fu Qi, but Fu Qi seems to be very good to you."

She glanced at him: "This is a good gift for you, do you want it?"

Fang Zhijing immediately shook his head like a rattle.

"I need your help." Qi Yan put down the brush and looked at him seriously: "Shen Sixi is now trapped in a gambling game. Until the time is right, he will gamble all his property. At this time, he will definitely lose. In order not to let The Shen family is completely collapsed, and I want to transfer part of it to Chengyang’s name.”

"Aren't you afraid that I will turn my back on you?" Fang Zhijing twitched his lips, "Sister, don't think too much of me. Who doesn't know that profit comes first these days?"

"You can't be Fu Qi's friend." She affirmed.

These words really touched Fang Zhijing's heart, and he agreed: "Okay, I'll tell my dad and let him contact Shen Sixi then."

D77's voice suddenly rang in Qi Yan's mind: [Target detected! He has already gotten off the car and is heading here! 】

Qi Yan was shocked. If Fu Qi knew that she and Fang Zhijing were meeting in private, he would be wary and the transfer of property would definitely go to waste. She hurriedly patted the lazy Fang Zhijing and said, "Quickly go."

Fang Zhijing didn't know what happened, and looked confused: "Huh?"

D77: [I can’t leave, the target is at the door of the store! 】

Qi Yan urged: "Go to the bathroom and hide. Hurry, Fu Qi is here."

The painting gallery where she works is an independent store with a very good environment, but there is no back door. The view is unobstructed. Apart from the paintings, there are only people. The only place to hide is the bathroom.

Fang Zhijing trembled as if he suddenly woke up. He froze in place and looked at the door: "How did you know..."

Before he could say the word 'Dao', he saw the familiar tall figure outside the glass door of the painting gallery, wearing a high-end custom-made smart suit, calmly opening the door.

He ran away and rushed to the toilet. In his haste, he kicked the stool of the person next to him, which caused complaints and dissatisfaction. He ran into the toilet and hid without even apologizing.

Qi Yan quickly looked at her drawing board. She had been chatting about something just now. The few strokes on the drawing board were more like a child's graffiti. There was no logic. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that this was not drawing, but that her thoughts were not on the paper. Random work on.

She hurriedly thought about it in her mind and used these few seconds to make amends.

Fu Qi had never been to a place like a painting gallery. When the driver reported that she was here, he was a little surprised that she could actually draw.

It was obviously during working hours, but he was thinking about her, so he came out temporarily and bought some baked milk-flavored biscuits on the way to see her.

The store owner is a woman. When she saw such a handsome customer walking into the art gallery, she smiled from ear to ear: "Sir, do you want to buy a painting or experience painting? We have a full range of painting tools here, and we have collected a lot of them. Works by a few famous painters.”

"Looking for someone." Fu Qi's voice was indifferent. He saw Qi Yan in the museum at a glance.

The girl was sitting on a chair, her long hair was tied up, revealing her delicate white profile. The fine hair fell neatly beside her cheeks, and her straight nose was stained with a little light yellow paint. She didn't notice it and was still holding the paintbrush. Drawing, holding the paint tray in his left hand, adjusting the color combination from time to time.

He walked over, through the crowd, and stood behind her.

The content of the painting was art that he didn't quite understand. It was a large area of ​​blue paved with satin of various colors flowing. They were intertwined from all directions, and changed into another color at the connecting places.

The painting is very simple, but full of ingenuity.

He couldn't bear to disturb her, so he stood quietly behind her.

She turned around and was about to rinse the pen, but she bumped into his waist unexpectedly. He simply hugged her and couldn't help but lower his head to look at her confused look.

"Fu Qi? Why are you here?" She took the paintbrush farther away, "Be careful if the dye gets on your clothes. I can't afford to pay for it."

"There's no need for you to compensate." He put the packaging bag on the table, "I'm going back to the company later, so I just came to see you."

The corners of her mouth raised slightly, "If the company has a lot of work, you can go and do it. I will go home after I finish painting."

In the past few days, when he was getting along with her, he always heard her mention the word "home". In the past, he thought that all residences were just places for people to rest. But when she appeared in his life, his pillow As far as he can see, this "home" becomes concrete.

The shop owner secretly observed for a long time and saw that the two people were in an intimate posture. They were obviously a young couple. Then she didn't understand. Where was the boy just now? She thought the boy and her were a couple.

Could it be that this girl is a free-spirited girl with two feet on her feet? Either I dated two people on purpose, or I dated one of them and almost got hit by the other.

No, she couldn't let such a handsome and high-quality man be deceived. She had to remind him.

The shop owner calmly took a new bottle of white paint and walked over with a smile: "Little girl, come here, get you a new bottle of paint. For your painting, sprinkle some white dots on it to embellish the starry sky. It looks so good-looking."

"I had the same idea, thank you boss." Qi Yan took the paint can with a smile and put it aside.

"Is this your friend? He's so good-looking." The shop owner chatted with a smile.

Fu Qi stood aside, looking forward to her inadvertently, waiting for her answer.

Qi Yan took the initiative to hold his hand and said to her boss, "He is my boyfriend."

Fu Qi was obviously very satisfied with the answer. He held her hand back, wrapped it in his palm and rubbed it gently.

The shop owner made a very sudden ouch: "I thought that guy just now was your boyfriend!"

Qi Yan stiffened. She never expected that the owner of the store would come to cause trouble. If she were to tell Fang Zhijing, wouldn't it be the end?

She subconsciously looked at Fu Qi, who pursed his lips tightly, as if the June sky was covered with October frost, freezing cold.