Young Master Gu, Please Be Gentle

Hai Lan was very curious. She didn’t know how Ah Sheng and Fu Shu met.

Ah Sheng smiled. “I’ve met Young Master Fu a few times, so we know each other. We didn’t talk much just now.”

Really?

Hai Lan didn’t quite believe it, but since Ah Sheng didn’t want to talk about it, she didn’t force him.

“Ah Sheng, benzene is opening an art exhibition here. It’s awesome.”

Hai Lan liked Gu Sihan very much when she was still Gu Sihan. Benzene. Benzene was a mysterious artist who put each painting up for auction for charity. She had been to several auctions, but. Benzene’s paintings have been bought by the world-renowned National Treasure Painting Master.

This time. The benzene exhibition is held in the City Art Museum, is still charitable nature, so tickets are not open to the public, only invited some distinguished guests.

Hai Lan had accidentally seen. Benzene’s paintings. Benzene’s paintings were clean and thorough. The bloody sunset, the clear blue sea, collided with People’s hearts with extremely bright colors. The surprise of life and the vicissitudes of time were outlined in his paintbrush. Benzene was definitely a painting genius.

The Masters of Painting in the world used all kinds of forces to look for. But they couldn’t find it. No one knew who it was. Who was benzene.

Benzene loved both painting and charity.

Ah Sheng reached out and touched hai lan’s long hair. “You like benzene a lot?”

“Yeah.”

Actually, painting and jewelry design originated from the same place. Hai Lan had a bottleneck in her design. She wanted to put down her brush temporarily and look for inspiration.

Many people, once they broke through this bottleneck, would soar to the sky in the future. Nothing could stop her from moving forward.

However, Hai Lan didn’t know where to look for inspiration until she saw. Benzene, so she really wanted to see. Benzene’s art exhibition here.

“Do you want to go to the art exhibition?”Ah Sheng asked.

Hai Lan looked at Ah Sheng’s handsome face. His hand was still on her head, affectionate and affectionate. He asked her in a low voice, “Do you want to go to the art exhibition?”?

Hai Lan remembered what Fu Shu had said to her outside the kindergarten. Did you really think you understood Ah Sheng?

Of course, Hai Lan understood what Fu Shu meant. Fu Shu was warning her that Ah Sheng was not a simple person.

“The tickets for the benzene art exhibition are not for sale to the public. Although I admire him a lot, I can do everything on my own. I don’t want to go to the benzene art exhibition.”

Ah Sheng smiled but didn’t say anything.

..

It was two days later. It was the day of the benzene art exhibition. Hai Lan was playing with the children in the kindergarten when a teacher told her, “Hai Lan, there’s someone outside looking for you.”

Who Was It?

Hai Lan walked out. It was Fu Shu’s secretary, Song Yi.

Song Yi nodded politely. “Hello, Miss Hai Lan. Young master ordered me to come over and give you a ticket for the benzene art exhibition.”

Song Yi took out a ticket.

It was a ticket to the benzene art exhibition.

Hai Lan did not reach out to take it. “Secretary song, help me thank Young Master Fu for his kindness, but I can’t accept this ticket.”

After saying that, Hai Lan turned around and went in.

At this moment, Ah Sheng walked over. “Who’s outside?”

“There’s no one. They’re asking for directions.”

Everyone had their own pride and dignity. Hai Lan chose not to tell Ah Sheng. If she told Ah Sheng that Fu Shu had asked his personal secretary to send her a ticket to the benzene art exhibition, what would Ah Sheng think. Tickets to benzene’s art exhibition, what would Ah Sheng think?

Ah Sheng did not ask further. He took a coat and draped it over Hai Lan’s body. Then, he held her soft little hand and said, “Let’s go. I’ll take you to a place.”

“Where to?”

“You’ll know once you go.”

..

Benzene’s art exhibition.

Fu Shu was wearing an exquisite black suit. He was standing on the second floor by the carved railing with his hands in his trouser pockets. A white square scarf was stuffed into the pocket of the suit. His handsome face, which was as beautiful as jade, had a faint look of disdain. He looked gentle and cold, he kept a low profile and was mysterious. The socialites who had been invited downstairs had already secretly looked over with adoration.

At this moment, Song Yi came back. “Young Master.”

Fu Shu looked behind Song Yi. There was no one there. His handsome face did not look surprised. He only said calmly, “She didn’t come?”

“Yes, Miss Sihan said she wouldn’t accept this ticket.”

Fu Shu curled his thin lips. He knew that Gu Sihan liked. Beng, but he didn’t expect Gu Sihan to not come for Ah Sheng. Beng’s art exhibition.

Was she afraid of hurting Ah Sheng’s pride and dignity?

Since when did a man’s pride and dignity need a woman’s careful protection? Then this man was useless.

“Young master,”Song Yi said in a low voice, with shock and surprise, “Young master, Look, that’s... Miss Sihan and... Ah Sheng...”

Fu Shu lowered his handsome eyes and looked downstairs. The door opened and Ah Sheng walked in holding Hai Lan’s hand.

Hai Lan was wearing Ah Sheng’s black coat. It was already very cold in late autumn. Hai Lan’s graceful body was wrapped in Ah Sheng’s coat. Her ordinary face was red and her eyes were full of surprise, they were like stars in the sky, Twinkling.

Ah Sheng had brought her to see the. Benzene’s art exhibition. She was really surprised.

“Young master, where did Ah Sheng and Miss Sihan get the tickets?”Song Yi asked curiously.

Fu Shu pursed his thin lips. “Go and check.”

Song Yi quickly brought the person in charge of the art exhibition over. The person in charge was very respectful. “Young Master Fu, I just checked. I’m sorry. I don’t know where the tickets for the gentleman and miss downstairs came from.”

..

In the exhibition hall downstairs.

Hai Lan’s eyes lit up as she looked at the paintings hanging on the wall and placed in the window. These were all paintings. From the benzene collection.

“Ah Sheng, where did you get the tickets?”Hai Lan asked curiously.

Ah Sheng held her little hand and transferred the warmth of his palm to her skin. “A friend gave it to me.”The source of this ᴄontent ɪs ɴo(v)elꜰɪre.ɴet

“Ah Sheng, your friend can’t be benzene, right?”Hai Lan blinked her cheeky Yu Jie and asked.

Ah Sheng reached out and covered her eyes.

Her vision suddenly turned dark. Hai Lan was shocked. At this moment, Ah Sheng turned her body back to face the painting. “Why are you asking so many questions? Didn’t you want to see Benzene’s art exhibition?”

Ah Sheng took his hand away. Hai Lan looked at the painting on the wall, then turned to look at Ah Sheng.

Ah Sheng stood behind her, his handsome face very close to her. The corner of his lips curved into a warm and doting smile as he smiled at her.

Hai Lan curled her beautiful red lips. Her heart was filled with emotion in the hall of painting.

Their faces were very close to each other. Hai Lan smiled brightly at him. Ah Sheng slowly reached out and caressed the right side of her face.

Hai Lan felt that Ah Sheng was getting closer and closer. He was about to kiss her.

The fan-like feather trembled. She did not avoid him. The two of them were originally boyfriend and girlfriend. It was normal for him to kiss her.

At this moment, Hai Lan felt a gaze coming from upstairs. That gloomy and cold gaze was like ice that had been dipped in poison, causing her to shiver for no reason.

Hai Lan froze. Ah Sheng sensed her strange behavior and quickly let go of her. At this moment, someone else came over to look at the painting. Ah Sheng coughed lightly and retreated to the side.

A kiss ended in vain.

There was a subtle feeling in the awkwardness, which made Hai Lan’s small face turn red.

“Look at the painting,”Ah Sheng said at this time.

Hai Lan stole a glance at Ah Sheng. She saw that Ah Sheng’s white ears were dyed with a faint blush, and his face also turned red.

Hai Lan began to look at the painting. Gu Sihan was known as the Devil Han of the design world, and that Mr. Bon was the genius of the painting world. He continued his magnificent style, but was not limited to a small world. Every painting was amazing.

Hai Lan looked at it for a long time. Slowly, she felt that the things that she had been stagnant were starting to come to her senses. She seemed to have a new inspiration.

“Hello, May I know where I can find a pen and paper?”Hai Lan asked a waiter.

The waiter quickly found a pen and paper for Hai Lan. Hai Lan left the exhibition hall and stood in the corridor. She did not have time to find a place, so she took a pen and started drawing on the paper.

However, her mind was too messy. She wanted to draw too many things, so she did not know what she should draw. Her strokes were all scribbled.

“What are you drawing?”At this moment, Ah Sheng walked over.

Hai Lan bit her lower lip with her teeth and frowned in distress. “I don’t know what I want to draw either. It seems like I can’t draw anything.”

Ah Sheng reached out and held her soft little hand. “Close your eyes.”

Hai Lan closed her eyes gently.

“Don’t think about anything. Real jewelry design masters all have a soul living under their brush. This soul knows what you want to draw.”

Ah Sheng’s soft voice gently reached her ears.

Hai Lan felt her anxious and agitated heart suddenly calm down at this moment. The sound of the entire world began to fade away. She moved her brush and began to draw.

After an unknown amount of time, Hai Lan slowly opened her eyes. A diamond ring had already appeared on the white paper.

This diamond ring was the end of Gu Sihan, the proud daughter of heaven. It was also a brand new starting point.

All the bottlenecks and ice and snow had been broken at this moment.

Hai Lan’s pair of soft and charming watery eyes blossomed with a resplendent glaze. It was soul-stealing.

“Ah Sheng, thank you.”

Hai Lan looked back at Ah Sheng.

Ah Sheng felt that the girl in front of him was looking up at him with a small face. He stretched out his hand and slowly stroked the space between her eyebrows, her eyes, and her nose..

Hai Lan felt that Ah Sheng’s hand was a work of art, just like a pen. It was as if he was copying her facial features. Even if he could not see it, he could still sketch her appearance in his heart.

Hai Lan’s heart was soft, like a sailboat that was rippling on the sea.

At this moment, Ah Sheng’s hand landed on her red lips..

Hai Lan’s hand loosened, and the manuscript fell directly onto the carpet.

Ah Sheng gently held her slender waist and took a step back until Hai Lan felt that she had already retreated to the wall. The light was very dim here, so Ah Sheng came over and trapped her in his arms.

He lowered his head and kissed her lips.

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Babies, this is three thousand words to make up for yesterday’s, and there is still one more.