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Chapter 178 How to Grab a Man's Heart

Gu Xinlei thought about it, and said embarrassedly: "It seems not." He had never even held her hand, let alone kissed her.Even if she took the initiative to hold him, he would push her away and refuse her kiss.

He Shuyun was puzzled, "Xinlei, does he have physical problems?" A man who is guarding a young and beautiful fiancée and can still be Liu Xiahui has either a physical problem or a psychological problem.

Gu Xinlei murmured in a low voice, "How do I know?" When she was studying abroad, she had had two boyfriends, and although they had slept with each other, those few times left her with the impression that nothing but pain, so she Not particularly keen on that kind of thing.

"Go and ask his family doctor." He Shuyun said.

"How can I have the nerve to ask about this kind of thing?" Gu Xinlei said.

"What's there to be embarrassed about?" He Shuyun said, "This is related to your happiness for the rest of your life."

Gu Xinlei thought about it, "He should be fine... If there is a problem, how could that woman be pregnant?" She knew that the paternity test was fake, and she had seen the big boss and Song Qingge kissing.

"If he has no physical problems, you don't have that..." He Shuyun sighed slightly, "No wonder he treats you like this."

"Mom, what do you mean?" Gu Xinlei didn't understand.

"Do you think there is pure spiritual love in this world?" He Shuyun really wanted to poke her daughter's head to see what was inside. This is always a slow IQ, neither like a father nor like a mother, " If you want to grab a man's heart, you have to use some means."

"Means?" Gu Xinlei thought for a while, "By the way, I heard that to capture a man's heart, one must first satisfy his stomach. Mom, do you also think that I'm going to learn how to cook?" She hates it the most The smell of oily smoke was also what she hated the most when entering the kitchen. She couldn't stand being in the kitchen.

"Fool! If it's just to satisfy your stomach, you can hire a five-star chef. Why do you need to learn how to cook yourself?" He Shuyun thought about it, and said, "To catch a man's heart, you must Meet his physical needs first."

Well!Gu Xinlei's head was full of black lines, and she didn't care how angry the boss was before, "You mean, I don't have that with him, so he is so indifferent to me?"

He Shuyun didn't admit it directly, but said: "Think about it, if there is no such thing between men and women, how can they be attracted to each other for a long time? How can they have children and live a lifetime?"

Gu Xinlei nodded half-understood, blushing, "But shouldn't the man take the initiative in this kind of thing?" She thought of the few times she had sex in bed, it was the man who took the initiative, and she was half-pushed and half-accepted.

"Who said that?" He Shuyun said angrily, "You are stupid, you are really stupid! Don't you know what it means when a woman chases a man?"

"What do you mean?" She still half understood.

He Shuyun sighed, it's okay to be really stupid, no wonder, Gu Yongchun always said that she doesn't look like the daughter of the Gu family, but even so, she is a mother and daughter after all, so it's not easy to say some things too directly, "Think about it yourself." Think about it! If you really can’t think of it, go to Baidu, or ask your married girlfriends for advice.”

Well!Although Miss Gu Xinlei has a serious temper, but there are some things that she is naturally embarrassed to ask. She slept on the bed and thought about it behind closed doors. She added Baidu several times and finally figured it out. If she wants Gu Fengcheng to be obedient to her Shun, you have to seduce him to bed and make him reluctant to part with her body...
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Xu Wan found out that Song Qingge had really changed. Although she was still reticent, she knew how to eat and would take the initiative to talk to her.This series of changes surprised her endlessly.

When Xu Wan found out that Song Qingge was browsing job postings on the Internet, she said, "Qingge, the Chinese New Year will be two months away. During this time, you should take good care of your body and work. Let's talk about it later in the year." She said He said carelessly, "Don't worry, sister, I can afford you."

"It's not easy for you to earn money. I can't be a moth all the time, eating and drinking for free!" Song Qingge sighed slightly, she knew that Xu Wan was filming, going into the water in winter, wearing cotton jackets in summer, and staying up late. All she earned was hard work. money.

"Who said you eat and drink for free?" Xu Wan scolded her, "You forgot, this house is still yours, the truth must be clear, I have lived in it for so many years, how much rent do I owe you?" She sang softly said with his hand, "Just treat it as rent, okay?"

"Xiao Wan!" Song Qingge's eyes were red and she was very moved. For so many years, no matter whether she was the daughter of the Song family, or she is now penniless, Xu Wan has always treated her the same way, being righteous and caring for her.

"Take back your tears! Don't cry!" Xu Wan deliberately bluffed, "You forgot, we agreed yesterday that you are not allowed to cry."

Song Qingge nodded, tears streaming down her eyes.

Xu Wan's eyes were sour, and she hugged her into her arms.
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Qingge still went out to look for a job.

She first looked for galleries. In recent years, the economy has been sluggish, and some galleries have been poorly managed. Many paintings have been stranded in the first place, and they do not plan to add new works.There are also galleries that have taken a fancy to her paintings, but because she is unknown, they deliberately lowered her prices, and the prices quoted are quite low.

After going to several galleries, she took her painting to the largest gallery "Changfeng" in Z City.

After looking at her paintings, Changfeng's manager said, "As you have seen, all the works of famous painters are sold in our gallery, and the works of famous painters are also signed. I can't buy your paintings."

Song Qingge was very disappointed after listening to it, and was about to put the painting in his pocket.

The manager looked at her painting again, thought for a while, and said, "Actually, your painting style is not bad. How about it, if you want, you can store the painting with us for consignment. If you haven't sold it in a month, you can buy it." Come and take the painting away, but if it is sold, we will take a 40% commission." For an unknown painter, this method can ensure that the gallery does not lose money, "What do you think?"

Song Qingge is very happy after listening to it. Changfeng is the largest and most famous gallery in Z City, and the lowest turnover of paintings is at least five figures. Gallery, "OK."

After the agreement, Song Qingge kept the two paintings she brought, and the manager asked her to register the two paintings in the warehouse, and then asked her to take them to the exhibition hall to hang them up.

In the exhibition hall, Dong Congshan is caressing the huge diamond ring on her right hand. She has taken good care of herself after childbirth, and she is even in better shape than before giving birth. At this moment, she is wearing a mink fur coat, looking like a rich lady, looking at the When she was picky about this painting that was too colorful and this one was too vulgar, she saw Song Qingge walking in with the painting in her arms. She raised her eyebrows and walked towards her proudly.

"Hey, isn't this Mrs. Gu?" Dong Congshan said sarcastically, her voice was loud, "Oh, it's been a foolish three years to have a baby, look at my memory, why did I forget, you have already divorced Mr. Gu , I should call you Miss Song. Miss Song, long time no see." She looked at Song Qingge, saw that she was wearing a black down jacket, her face was sallow and thin, and she had completely lost the look of the past. Not too well."

"I'm fine, thank you for your concern." Song Qingge hugged the painting, looked at her coldly, and said neither humble nor overbearing, "What about you? Should I call you Miss Dong or Mrs. Luo?"

Seeing the strange eyes from the staff around her, Dong Congshan turned pale from her choking, stiffened her neck and said, "Hmph, of course I am Mrs. Luo."

"Really? When did you get married?" Song Qingge said without showing weakness, "But I watched the entertainment news yesterday, and Luo Shichen seemed to say that he was unmarried when he was interviewed."

"You must have heard it wrong!" Dong Congshan snatched the excuse.

Song Qingge's face was indifferent, and she didn't want to talk to her anymore, so she asked the staff, "Please help me hang up the painting."

The staff took the painting and was about to hang it on the wall, when Dong Congshan walked over twisting her waist, "He also said that he is doing well, I heard that the Song family has been auctioned off, you are so poor that you are selling paintings for a living , Why, didn’t Mr. Gu give you alimony? Can you see where you bought this dress from? It’s probably less than 100 yuan..."

When it came to the big boss, Song Qingge's face was a little sick, and she said frankly, "It doesn't matter whether the clothes are expensive or not, as long as the soul is beautiful, you can look good in anything you wear."

"Excessive words!" Dong Congshan snorted.

Song Qingge ignored her and handed another painting to the staff.

"How do you sell this painting?" Dong Congshan asked deliberately pointing at Song Qingge's painting.

Song Qingge frowned.

Dong Congshan snorted contemptuously, and said to the staff who was hanging the painting, "You, take this painting down, I'll buy it at twice the price."

After hearing this, the staff took the painting and handed it to her with a happy face.Just as Song Qingge was about to stop it, the painting was already in Dong Congshan's hands.

"What's the painting? It's a mess." Dong Congshan deliberately raised her eyebrows and sarcastically said, "The color is also ugly." She looked at Song Qingge contemptuously again, deliberately "Forget it, we are old acquaintances after all, so we just I'll help you buy some clothes for the winter."

"I won't sell this painting." Song Qingge frowned, wanting to take the painting from her.

Dong Congshan let go of her hand intentionally, and the b*tch painting fell to the ground in an instant. She smiled arrogantly, and stepped on it with her high-heeled feet.

Song Qingge was shocked, every painting was her hard work, how could anyone trample on it at will, so she pushed her away vigorously, picked up the painting on the ground, wiped it with her cuff, it was okay, it was just stained It was dusty.

Dong Congshan's heels were too high. Fortunately, the staff around her helped her in time. She was so frightened that her face paled. After standing up, she angrily scolded her, "How dare you push me." Ignoring her, she became even more agitated, and said to the staff: "I bought this painting, give it to me."

"I won't sell this painting." Song Qingge said seriously as she held the painting carefully to her chest.

"There is no reason why the hanging paintings are not for sale, go and call your manager!" Dong Congshan said angrily.

The manager came and knew what was going on, but he didn't dare to offend Dong Congshan, so he could only tell Song Qingge.

"Manager, I won't sell the painting anymore." Song Qingge hugged the painting.

The manager got angry when he heard it, and reprimanded, "What's the matter with you, you agreed to sell it on consignment, and the contract has been signed. What do you think of us Changfeng, if you say you regret it, you regret it?"

Song Qingge straightened her back and insisted not to sell. There was no liquidated damages in that contract, and she sold paintings to make ends meet, but she didn't sell them to Dong Congshan to trample on them.

The manager put down a cruel sentence: "Song Qingge, if you leave here now, you will never want to hang out in a gallery in Z city in the future."

Being threatened, Song Qingge felt a little cold all over. Now, selling paintings is her way of survival...

Dong Congshan looked at her triumphantly.

"I paid three times the price for her paintings and bought them all." A man's voice came from the VIP room.

(End of this chapter)