The engagement is over, but the black-bellied president won't let go

"Miss, can you sit down?" A man in his fifties with slightly gray hair on his temples walked over and sat on the chair that Leng Ruofei had prepared in advance.

Seeing that he was older and perhaps tired from walking, Leng Ruofei nodded slightly and said enthusiastically, "Of course, uncle."

"Uncle?" The old man looked at Leng Ruofei with loving eyes, and seemed surprised by her address. "You call me uncle?"

"Yeah, is there something...wrong?"

Leng Ruofei carefully looked at Mu Liangsheng. He looked to be about fifty years old, with a kind face and a well-educated appearance. What's wrong with calling him uncle? Countless thoughts were brewing in her mind.

"Haha, am I that young? You look like you're only in your teens." Mu Liangsheng laughed.

"Uncle, I'm already 18 years old! You're not that old!" Leng Ruofei laughed. Although she was not very good at chatting, she still had basic manners, not to mention that this uncle was very friendly.

……

The two chatted happily.

Mu Liangsheng suddenly asked her: "What? I've been sitting here for so long, and you don't do business?"

"Ah? Oh, maybe it's because it's raining today and there are fewer tourists." Leng Ruofei's face turned red again and again. She didn't want the uncle to see her embarrassment.

"Who said that? I've been sitting here for a long time, but I haven't seen you write anything yet?"

Leng Ruofei's eyes lit up. She didn't expect that this was what the uncle meant.

So, that day, she painted several portraits for Mu Liangsheng, and Mu Liangsheng gave her an extra hundred yuan.

……

Leng Ruofei's eyes were moist again. Mu Liangsheng's kind face had already fallen on the paper. She clamped it on the easel beside her and let him look at her.

My mood suddenly became much brighter.

Yes, if it weren't for Mu Liangsheng, how could she have the opportunity to study abroad, and how could she have studied under an internationally renowned fashion designer? If it weren't for Mu Liangsheng, she might not know how many years she would have to work hard in a materialistic society.

It’s good to get back to the basics.

Leng Ruofei smiled at "Mu Liangsheng" and said to himself: "Come on! Ruofei!"

A couple came over, and the girl stood behind her for a long time, with admiration in her eyes.

"Would you like to draw one too?" the boy asked considerately.

"Will it take a long time..." The girl hesitated.

Leng Ruofei seized this rare opportunity and said with a smile, "It won't take long. A charcoal sketch only takes a dozen minutes, and if you want to sketch, it will only take more than half an hour."

"Really? So soon?" The girl's eyes were filled with surprise. Looking at the young girl in front of him, Leng Ruofei's mood also became cheerful, as if he had returned to his school days.

The girl sat down excitedly, but Leng Ruofei did not slack off and set up the drawing board carefully.

……

With a loud thunder, raindrops as big as beans fell down, and in a blink of an eye, it turned into a downpour.

The girl only had time to be dragged by the boy to run into Luoshan Temple, and Leng Ruofei only had time to use his body to block the half-painted portrait.

Leng Ruofei couldn't describe how embarrassed she was at the moment. She turned her head to look at Mu Liangsheng, who was still smiling. His "face" was already damp and gradually became blurred.

——Please collect it! Today's two updates are completed. Those who are waiting for updates can read Aguai's completed work "Walking on the Waves in the Evening Breeze", originally named "Just Love Brother Huan: The President Heals You".