The chaebol boss, spoiled

Chapter 1328 1353 I am your fiance in name 1
"How can your painting skills be so superb?"

"My grandmother is a world-renowned master of oil painting."

So, what he meant, with such a powerful gene, is it not surprising that his painting skills are so superb?
It's really narcissistic, but people have the capital of narcissism.

Yin Zhan said, "I'll help you draw a picture on the wall tomorrow."

"Okay, let's also draw a picture of a lion on my wall who wants to dominate the outside world."

Mu Li hung up the phone, stared at the oil painting on the wall for a while, and went back to her room to sleep. She just casually said that she didn't have any hope. She didn't expect that a few days later, when Aunt Yin's phone call came to eat, there would be something on the wall of her bedroom. There is really a painting.

Maybe it was really painted by him himself, so lifelike and lifelike.

When Mu Li saw the painting, her forehead twitched.

Ting Jun was lying on the bed, looking at her with big eyes blinking: "Mom, do you like it? I watched Dad draw it."

Mu Li patted his little butt: "Then why don't you know how to stop your father?"

That man is really, she asked him to draw a lion, but he actually painted the picture of her that night on the wall...

There is a small lamp on the wall.

Mu Li didn't know whether to laugh or cry, how could she sleep like this at night, and when the servant came in to clean the room, what would she think when she saw this painting?
Ting Jun tilted his head: "Father said that you admire his painting skills so much, you specially asked him to paint."

Mu Li urged him to do his homework, sat alone in the room in a daze, thought it over, and decided to make it clear to him that this man probably really forgot that they were just married by agreement.

Mu Li dialed the phone directly: "Yin Zhan."

"What's the matter?" Yin Zhan pressed the speakerphone, put the phone aside, took the official document handed over by Secretary He, and read it.

"I was at your house and saw the picture you painted on the wall."

Yin Zhan pursed his lips and smiled narrowly: "Do you like it? It's just a casual work."

"I think I may need to remind you that I don't think this kind of painting is suitable. I will ask the wall painter to paint the wall white. I hope that our cooperation can be normalized. After all, our marriage is just a stopgap Count, after the agreed presidential election is over, our marriage will come to an end, and I don't want anything too out of line before that."

After all, emotional matters are the hardest to talk about. Don’t play with emotions when playing anything. If you accidentally play into it, you won’t be able to withdraw in the future. Once you get emotional, it’s hard to come and go freely.

Mu Li was afraid that she would accidentally fall into it, and she didn't want him to fall into it by accident.

Staring at the ambiguous painting on the wall, for a moment, she felt that the picture was super beautiful, it was too dangerous, and she had no confidence in herself.

Secretary He stood beside him, staring at Yin Zhan in amazement, an expedient measure?
Normalize a bit?
very good!

The first time I painted for a woman, I got a reminder from her that no number of women out there could dream of asking for any calligraphy from him, and she even asked a wall painter to paint the wall white.

Especially when Secretary He was standing beside him, Yin Zhan couldn't afford to lose face, his eyes became much colder, and his voice was flat and straightforward, without wavering: "You can rest assured about this, love 丨 love and I are just spices, the more disciplined you are, the more disciplined you are." , will not affect our agreement."

After that, he ignored her, cut off the call directly, picked up the signature pen, and signed his name on the signature column with strong ink and color, with the words penetrating the paper, like swords and swords.

(End of this chapter)