Qiao Xi pursed her lips and was extremely touched in her heart. Gu Zheng was a person who liked to silently give. He warmed her heart.
She leaned closer and patted Gu Zheng’s back. Then, she turned around and instructed, “Butler, the food today is too spicy. Have the chef make something lighter.”
Gu Zheng’s lips curled up slightly, and his eyes were filled with smiles as he looked at her gently.
Qiao Xi met his deep eyes, and her heart thumped violently. She could not help but blush.
After the two of them finished eating, Qiao Xi said excitedly, “Ah Zheng, let’s quickly pack up and go to the art exhibition. Perhaps Senior Han Ye will appear today! I don’t want to miss this opportunity.”
Gu Zheng’s expression was subtle. “You want to see him so badly?”
Qiao Xi frowned. Gu Zheng clearly knew that she wanted to see Senior Han Ye very much, yet he kept asking this question. She did not know what he meant.
Senior Han Ye did not come on the first day of the art exhibition, so he would probably go the next day. If he did not come today, they would not be able to see each other in the future.
Qiao Xi had a disappointed expression when a voice suddenly sounded in her mind.
‘Mrs. Gu is so silly and cute. I’ve already hinted at her so clearly. Why doesn’t she know who Han Ye is?’
Qiao Xi had a confused expression. Who was Han Ye? How would she know who he was?
Before Qiao Xi could figure it out, Gu Zheng’s thoughts sounded again.
‘If I tell Mrs. Gu that I’m Han Ye, will she be angry?
‘If I say that, Mrs. Gu will definitely lose her temper. I’d better think of a way to let her realize it herself.’
Qiao Xi’s entire body trembled as she widened her eyes in shock. What did Gu Zheng just say? He was Han Ye? How was this possible?
Han Ye was Grandpa’s favorite painter. He was famous in the oil painting world 13 years ago and was the idol of many painters. How could he be a young man in his 20s like Gu Zheng?
However, Qiao Xi quickly reacted. How could Gu Zheng be lying in his heart? He was indeed Han Ye! She did not expect that he would actually hide it from her for so long.
Qiao Xi suddenly recalled that she had been expressing her admiration for Han Ye in front of Gu Zheng these past few days. The corners of her mouth twitched slightly as she looked at the man in shock.
The Senior Han Ye whom she had admired for so many years was her husband? She did not even dare to write novels like this!
Gu Zheng called out gently, “Xi Xi?”
Qiao Xi frowned. The more she thought about it, the more aggrieved she felt. This bastard had actually lied to her for so long. She had to take revenge. Then, she smiled seductively. “Ah Zheng~”
Gu Zheng looked at Qiao Xi in confusion and raised his eyebrows. “Hmm?”
The corners of Qiao Xi’s mouth curled up slightly as she said casually, “I suddenly don’t want to go to the art exhibition anymore.”
“Aren’t you going to look for Han Ye?” Gu Zheng asked.
Qiao Xi had an indifferent expression as she dragged out her voice. “Actually, it doesn’t matter if I meet him or not! I used to like and admire Han Ye very much, but he’s only done a few paintings in all these years and doesn’t have any new works. He’s just relying on his talent and isn’t willing to work hard. What right does such an artist have to be worthy of my admiration?”
Gu Zheng’s expression froze: “…”
Qiao Xi continued, “Look at Senior Cui Xian. He has dedicated his life to oil paintings and has dozens of paintings under his name. He’s already so old, yet he still wants to improve. Han Ye has less than 10 paintings in total and has never participated in oil painting exhibitions. He pretends to be mysterious to hype himself up. Such a person isn’t worthy of being an artist at all. Ah Zheng, what do you think?”
After a long silence, the corners of Gu Zheng’s mouth twitched slightly as he explained, “Perhaps you’ve misunderstood him. He’s not trying to hype himself up. He’s just busy with other things and doesn’t have time to paint.”
Qiao Xi wanted to see him suffer. “What misunderstanding could there be? Why don’t you bring me to see him now? I want to ask him in person.”
Gu Zheng’s face was filled with embarrassment. Previously, he knew that Qiao Xi admired Han Ye, so he did not expose his identity and wanted to tease Qiao Xi. Now that she did not like him, what should he say?
Perhaps she already knew the truth, but who could have told her? Could it be that Shen Yu told her?
Gu Zheng lowered his eyes and placed his hot palm on her cheek, caressing it gently. His voice was low and magnetic. “Mrs. Gu.”
Qiao Xi forcefully endured her anger. “What?”
Gu Zheng bent down, his hot breath lingering around her. His eyes were extremely gentle like a calm lake. His thin lips moved slightly. “It doesn’t matter if you don’t like Han Ye. It’s fine as long as he likes you.”
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