The heart of the king of the net pleases you

Chapter 839

It's not that Qingqian is messing with Keigo Atobe, she really can't find anything that needs to be modified, what Keigo Atobe sells must be high-quality goods, so it's her turn to make changes.

Atobe Keigo hated himself for being so good for the first time.

"My uncle actually likes a partition you made in your room, can you take me up to have a look?" Keigo Atobe became a little anxious, and if Qingqian didn't help him change it, how could he talk to Qingqian more? words.

"Yes." Su Qingxian answered for Qingqian first: "I will go up with you."

Atobe Keigo:".……"

we can only do this……

The three of them went upstairs to Qingqian's room to have a look, and then turned directly to Qingqian's study. During this period, Atobe Keigo failed to say a word to Qingqian.

"I'll make some snacks and bring them up, you can change them first." Su Qingxian was afraid that Qingqian would be hungry, so she went downstairs first, since she had nothing to do here anyway.

It's just that when Su Qingxian went out, he didn't close the door of the study.

Atobe Keigo knew what Su Qingxian meant, so he didn't close the door either.

"Qianqian, what do you think of adding a partition here?" Keigo Atobe's pen stopped and scratched somewhere on the drawing.

Qingqian leaned over to look at it, and nodded.

"Do you really think there's nothing to change?" Keigo Atobe held his pen and looked at Qingqian.

"I don't think there is any need to change it." Qingqian shook her head: "But it mainly depends on whether you like it or not. After all, you live in it."

"Then let's decorate like this, nothing will be changed." Keigo Atobe smiled and put down the pencil.

"Qianqian, is this the calligraphy you practiced recently?" Keigo Atobe saw a pile of used rice paper on the table, and reached out to take a look.

Well, this word is really beautiful, even more beautiful than the one he found at Atobe's house a few years ago.

"Yes." Qingqian nodded: "I just wrote it two days ago."

""Broken time for Chen Tongfu to write strong words to send it"," Atobu Jingwu flipped through it: "Xin Qiji's?"

"Well, you know?" Qingqian nodded.

"Of course," Atobe Keigo raised his eyebrows proudly, "Qianqian, can you give this to me?"

Qingqian glanced at the piece of paper in Jingwu Atobe's hand, a little strange: "Why do you want this?"

"My uncle and grandpa are also learning calligraphy recently, and I want to take one back for comparison." Keigo Atobe is really omniscient, and even the old man Atobe moved out. In fact, he just wanted to have one more in his heart. Regarding the light and shallow things, what to compare them with, obviously they should be stored and hung up as soon as they go back.

Qingqian glanced at the rice paper in Jibu Jingwu's hand again, and nodded. Anyway, this is a manuscript for practice and it's useless. The really well-written one was framed yesterday and is ready to hang in his own study.

"That's really great." Seeing Qingqian's nod, Atobe Keigo beamed with joy, carefully folded the rice paper and pressed it under his design draft.

"Did you stop going to the company all the time?" After amused, Keigo Atobe remembered something.

"No, let's see again." Qingqian looked away a little unnaturally.

Atobe Keigo didn't notice anything strange about Kiyosaki, but only saw the transparent file bag Kiyosaki put on the table, which contained photos of some shops.

(End of this chapter)