Dumb painter giants grudge

After He Shishen sent Wen Yi to Wen's house, Wen Yi invited him in for a cup of tea before leaving. He Shishen wanted to refuse at first,

But on second thought, he refused on the grounds of going to see Wen Rang instead.

Wen Yi didn't have much to say, so Ren He Shishen went to find Wen Rang by himself.

He Shishen entered the small garden, and walked towards Wenrang's studio with complicated emotions.

———————Why did Wen Rang do this.

——————Let the red line for yourself and Wen Yi?

The door of the studio was still unlocked, but it was covered. He Shishen hadn't even entered the door when he heard the laughter of a strange man from inside.

whose laugh?He Shishen didn't think it was Wen Rang's fault.

Pushing the door open, the laughter stopped abruptly.

Zhang Boping and Wen Rang looked at He Shishen together, and He Shishen also looked at them coldly.

"This is..." Zhang Boping resumed his polite demeanor.

Wen Rang looked at He Shishen, and subconsciously made a gesture to Zhang Boping, which in sign language meant: friend.

But Zhang Boping may not understand sign language, neither can He Shishen.

———————……

————————They probably couldn’t understand it.

He Shishen was dumbfounded. Who is this person, and Wen Rang took the initiative to perform sign language for him? ? ? ?

Wen Rang also thought that the sign language gesture was useless, so he casually took a pencil and a piece of drawing paper from the side, and wrote two words: friend.

After Zhang Boping finished watching, he couldn't help but feel sorry for Wen Rang's flaws, "It turned out to be Mr. Qinghe's friend, disrespect and disrespect, I'm Zhang Boping."

Qinghe?Does Wen Rang still have this name?He Shishen thought.

"He Shishen." He Shishen reported his family name, still thinking about sign language, "What are you doing?"

Zhang Boping wanted to answer truthfully, but thought that this was the other party's privacy, and Wen Rang took the initiative to go over and drag He Shishen out of the studio.

"I heard you..." He Shishen was even more displeased when he was dragged outside the house, "What are you doing, why are you dragging me out again? Can't the three of you do something together?"

—————What should three people do together?

Bad question.

Wen Rang was afraid that the other party was playing tricks, so he immediately wrote a few words on the paper: Wait for me here, I'll come out and tell you when I'm done.

Then put this piece of paper into the opponent's hand, and ran into the studio.

After reading the note, He Shishen didn't make a fuss, and didn't want to mess around, so he quietly guarded outside the house.

"Mr. Qinghe, do you have something to do? If you can't get away, we can talk about it another day." Zhang Boping said modestly, looking outside the door unintentionally.

Wen Rang shook his head and made a gesture of please.

Zhang Boping immediately understood, and continued to choose paintings with Wen Rang, but the progress was much faster than before, and the selection was completed within half an hour.

Zhang Boping didn't want to procrastinate, and after briefly talking about some related matters, he planned to go back.

Wen Rang couldn't keep him as a guest at Wen's house, so he wrote on a piece of paper that he would invite him to dinner next time when he was free, and Zhang Boping readily agreed.

After no objection, Wen Rang sent Zhang Boping out.

He Shishen was still "obediently" sitting on the stone bench outside the studio waiting, Wen Rang nodded to him, and led Zhang Boping away.

"Leave me alone?" He Shishen looked at the back and snorted.

——————Why do I think so.

He Shishen suddenly reflected on his bad thoughts.

After all, He Shishen is an upright executive president of a listed company, who manages a lot of things every day, and who is not close to beauty, would be treated like this. He just asked someone out for a meal, and he was raked instead.

If the two hadn't known each other for three days... Forget it, probably because they only knew each other for three days, He Shishen could only think so.

After about 10 minutes, Wen Rang came back.

He Shishen sat motionless on the stone bench, and Wen Rang didn't know what to do when he stood in front of him.

——————Is he going to be angry about Wen Yi?

————————How to explain to him...

——————Why do you have to explain.

Wen Rang struggled for a while.

"Won't you give me an explanation?" He Shishen crossed his arms, "Just let me go? Let your sister block the arrows?"

"..."

Wen Rang originally went there to facilitate his and Wen Yi's feelings, but he didn't expect that the other party didn't seem to take them seriously, but... took them both seriously.

He Shishen looked at the other party without expression, and didn't even intend to explain, feeling a little neglected.

"Then you call the phone on the phone, and I want to hear your explanation." He Shishen handed him his phone.

Wen Rang was considered a step up, took the phone, and quickly typed a sentence in the memo: I hope you don't miss each other, Ayi is fine.

When He Shishen saw it, he immediately changed his face, "Is this your explanation?"

Inexplicable, what happened between the two of them?

Wen Rang typed another line: "You can try to accept Ah Yi, she is really nice."

-------she's fine?

———————Why does he only emphasize others?

———————Why didn’t you answer me directly?

He Shishen saw clearly that he was entangled in this.

"Wen Rang, let me just tell you that, I don't have that kind of thought for your sister, and I made it clear to her today, I'm sorry to disappoint you, you don't have to match us up, I don't have that kind of development with her possible." He Shishen's tone was serious, and he couldn't tolerate even the slightest bit of jokes.

As soon as these words came out, Wen Rang naturally wouldn't make things difficult for him anymore, but he didn't worry about other things either.

"So, why did you refuse my invitation?" He Shishen was about ten centimeters taller than the other party. He would stand up now, and would turn his head sideways to meet the other party's eyes and avoid it.

Wen Rang typed on the phone without even thinking about it: "I don't know, but I am not related to you, there is no reason, why are you embarrassing me?"

This question was indeed asked by He Shishen.

——————No reason.

——————There is really no reason.

He couldn't help asking himself, he had only known Wen Rang for a few days, why did he do this?

"Then what about that Zhang Boping just now, and who is he?" He Shishen couldn't answer, and simply turned against the guest.

"friend."

Wen Rang quickly typed these two words on the phone.

He Shishen stared at those two words and asked, "Then what about me?"

++++++————————————— What would you answer.

"Friends, I don't know, it's up to you." Wen Rang typed it out for the other party to see without hesitation.