President's Brand

Chapter 190

Recalling the commentary he saw that day, Qiao Xiyao smiled coldly, a sinister chill flashed across his handsome face.

Forever lover?
With his eyes fixed on the woman in the painting, Qiao Xiyao frowned, his sharp jaw tightened, and a dangerous aura emanated from his whole body.Her eternal lover can only be herself, for the rest of her life!
In golden autumn, the sky is clean and beautiful.The maple leaves are dyed red in late autumn, the breeze blows, the leaves fall, and the withered yellow leaves are piled up under the trunk. When the wind blows, the leaves rotate and fly up, covering the tree-lined path with golden magnificence.

When I walked out of the house in the morning, the goal I entered was this beautiful scenery. Xi Mu stood in the courtyard covered with maple leaves, with a peaceful and peaceful expression on his face.After enjoying a little peace, she got in the car and went to work at the dance school.

The dance class in the morning was successfully completed. The children were very comfortable with her teaching methods. Xi Mu has a solid foundation in dancing and a gentle personality. The most rare thing is that she is very caring towards the children. The more children like to be taught by her, the relationship with her is as close as a family.

"Mu Mu!" After lunch at noon, Xi Mu had no class in the afternoon, packed up her things and was about to go to the gallery to learn painting, but she heard someone calling her from behind.

Turning around, seeing the person walking, Xi Mu smiled, and immediately stopped, "Mr. Xiao!"

Xiao Qing came over with a smile, stood in front of her, and said softly: "You don't look very good recently, and you've lost weight. Is it because your work load is too heavy and you take too many shifts?"

"No!" Hearing her say this, Xi Mu hurriedly shook his head and explained: "It's because I haven't slept well at night!"

Her eyes couldn't help but darken, Xiao Qing raised her hand to hold her little hand, her eyes were full of concern, thinking about what she had encountered these days, she felt uncomfortable and distressed, "Hey, good boy, things will always pass! Always think about the past, let go of yourself!"

Xiao Qing's caring words made her eyes turn red, Xi Mu lowered her head, and secretly forced back the hot tears in her eyes.

Seeing her sad eyes with red eyes, Xiao Qing also became sad, with tears in her eyes.After calming down a little, she smiled slightly and said, "Xiyao is too busy and doesn't have much time to take care of you! He's been too busy with his mother recently!"

Raising his hand to wipe the teardrops from the corner of his eyes, Xi Mu raised his head, looked at her, nodded silently, and did not speak.

"How about it, the two of you come to the teacher's house tomorrow night, let's get together, okay?" Xiao Qing gently rolled up her loose hair, stared at her expression, and said meaningfully.

Xi Mu was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, she frowned and wanted to refuse, but seeing the teacher's kind eyes, it was hard to refuse, so she could only respond against her will: "Okay."

"Well, come here early tomorrow night!" Seeing her promise, Xiao Qing smiled happily.

Looking at the back of her turning and going out, Xiao Qing's eyes were heavy. Many times she saw Qiao Xiyao secretly standing outside the classroom watching Xi Mu in class, but he never bothered, and every time he just watched for a while, Then leave quietly.After coming down a few times, she saw that the expressions of both of them were not good. In connection with the previous incident, she also understood that there must be some misunderstanding between the two children, which affected their relationship.

For Qiao Xiyao, she watched him grow up, no different from her own son.When Qiao Jing was here before, the two of them were always on good terms, and the relationship between the two families was also very close, so she was very satisfied with Xi Yao's conduct.And Xi Mu is her favorite student, so there is nothing to say about this child's character.Later, she found out that he and Xi Mu were on good terms, and seeing them go through so many things until they became husband and wife, she was also happy for them in her heart!Now that there are conflicts among the children, she, the parent, of course should come forward to help them!

During the recent period, as long as Xi Mu is not teaching, he will come to Yiai Gallery in his spare time to learn painting from Xin Ze.After studying continuously for a period of time, she actually developed a strong interest in painting. Every time she came to learn painting, she would pester him for advice with great interest. She had a very serious attitude and studied very hard.

Xin Ze never thought that she would have such a strong interest in painting. Seeing her eagerly clamoring to write, he could only teach her patiently. However, after several consecutive classes, he suddenly realized that this little girl , very talented in painting, especially sensitive to the use of color, full of spirituality.After teaching in this way, he gradually became interested, and began to teach her attentively, letting her practice from sketching first.

The afternoon sun was shattered and warm, and the warmth shone in.

In the quiet studio, there are only two quiet figures from the back.Xin Ze taught her hand in hand for a while, and then let her create by herself, while he returned to his painting and continued his unfinished oil painting.

In front of the drawing board, the woman is holding a charcoal pencil in her hand. She is staring intently at the white drawing board, her wrists are undulating, and she is drawing the picture scroll in her heart.

In my mind, I couldn't help but think back to that familiar handsome face, thinking about when they were in Switzerland, walking on the streets of Zurich, and in the setting sun, their figures were entwined, with infinite affection...

The charcoal in his hand was carried away with the picture in his heart, Xi Mu couldn't control the feeling in his heart, the charcoal in his hand naturally drew the scene of the afterglow of the setting sun.

Drawing out the picture in one go, Xi Mu looked at the sketch he had drawn, and was stunned, unable to recover for a long time.In the picture, the black lines are smooth, and in the background of the sunset, a man and a woman are sitting on the noisy street leaning on each other, leaning on each other, absorbing each other's warmth, and flowing endless love!
Eye sockets became sore, Xi Mu clenched the charcoal pencil in her hand, bit her lips tightly, she stared straight at the painting, really wanted to tear it into pieces, she gritted her teeth and stretched out her hand, wanting to Destroy it, but can't be cruel!
Sniffing hard, she looked up at the back of the man in the picture, couldn't help reaching out her hand, and gently stroked his outline.Obviously the picture scroll is lifeless, but her fingertips can feel bursts of warmth strangely, the warmth that belongs to him alone!
(End of this chapter)