After Being an Improper Control Group as an Abandoned Wealthy Wife, She Effortlessly Came Out on Top Chapter 188

Chapter 188 Silk Scarf

Meng Chuyuan dealt with the accident of dipping the brush in the wrong paint, refilled the color, and completed the remaining parts.

Seeing that Meng Chuyuan was painting so seriously, Lu Qianling glanced at her drawing board. The upper half was the sky, and the lower sides were yard green plants and flower beds. There was also a road leading to the gate in the middle, which narrowed from wide to narrow.

She asked with some confusion: "What's so interesting about this?"

　　Meng Chuyuan: “To pass the time.”

There is no sun today. A layer of light dark clouds covers the sky. The treetops in the yard sway with the breeze. Perhaps it is affected by the weather. The overall light seems gloomy, which makes the people watching the scenery feel bad.

But when these scenes appear in Meng Chuyuan's painting panels, the scene seems to appear in midsummer, with the sun shining brightly, green leaves luxuriant, and butterflies still visible in the flower beds.

Lu Qianling first observed Meng Chuyuan's painting, then raised his head to look at the real scene in front of him. The proportions of the paintings were exactly the same, and the position of any reference objects was not even changed, but he could see the scenery of different seasons on the drawing board.

“It's really amazing.” Lu Qianling's eyes widened in astonishment, with a hint of admiration in his tone: “Facing such a gloomy sky, you can actually paint it into a sunny day?”

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyebrows calmly and said softly: "Why not?"

She does not necessarily pursue realism in her paintings, but mainly focuses on cultivating her mood. It is common to paint day and night, and changing seasons is not difficult for her.

Lu Qianling came towards her and whispered in Meng Chuyuan's ear: "I'm curious, what did you do before?"

“Like you, I'm studying in school.”

“…” Lu Qianling asked, “Besides this, don't you have anything else to do?”

Hearing this, Meng Chuyuan drew his eyelids inward slightly, his expression a little gloomy, and said softly: "No."

Lu Qianling sighed and said with some regret, "That's such a pity."

Towards evening, Meng Chuyuan finished the painting. Seeing that Lu Qianling liked the painting, he gave it to her.

Lu Qingye did not work overtime tonight. He arrived home at around seven o'clock. At that time, Meng Chuyuan was still cooking in the kitchen, and Lu Qianling was sitting in the living room playing with his mobile phone.

Saw Lu Qingye enter the house, Lu Qianling subconsciously turned off the phone and hid it behind her, raised her head and smiled at Lu Qingye walking over: "Brother, you are finally back."

“Class starts tomorrow, why are you back?”

Lu Qianling pouted and said dissatisfiedly: "You also said it was tomorrow, so I can't go home during the weekend?"

Before it was time for dinner, Lu Qingye chatted with his sister in the living room for a while, asking her about her recent situation at school. Of course, he also started to settle old scores with her and educated her on the last time she was absent from class for no reason.

Lu Qianling knew that she couldn't hide. After finishing this ideological education, she felt that she couldn't just let herself be wronged. She also complained in front of her eldest brother and told him about Lu Jinsen's rumor that he was kicked out of the house.

To show his sincerity, Lu Qianling also raised his hand and swore: "It's really not me who gossiped, it was my second brother who took the initiative to tell me."

“…” Lu Qingye had no expression on his face at this moment.

He tilted his head, looking at the busy figure in the kitchen, his eyes suddenly sinking...

Lu Jinsen has been running more diligently these days. He leaves early and comes back late every day. He finishes work relatively early tonight and gets home before nine o'clock.

As soon as he entered the house, he saw Lu Qingye walking down the stairs with one hand in his trouser pocket. His deep voice could just be heard in the quiet living room: "You're back?"

"Um."

Seeing that Lu Jinsen was looking gray and dusty after running around all day, Lu Qingye walked to the living room, poured a cup of hot water and handed it to him.

Lu Jinsen's eyes were stunned when he saw him handing over the water glass. He was stunned for several seconds, making sure that the glass of water was poured for him, and then reached out to take it.

He raised his eyes and said somewhat flattered: "Thank you, brother."

Lu Jinsen held the glass in both hands and warmed his stiff hands first. After the water was no longer so hot, he picked it up and took a sip.

Just when he felt a little warm, he suddenly heard Lu Qingye's cold voice in his ears: "I've signed you up for a cooking class. I'll send you the address later. I'll report it when you have time."

Lu Jinsen's head buzzed and he looked at him in shock: “Cooking class?”

Did he hear correctly?

Lu Qingye: "Yeah."

Lu Jinsen had just finished his last job and was about to take a good rest for a few days. Before he could finish his breath, he heard that Lu Qingye had signed him up for a cooking class.

"No..." Lu Jinsen put down the cup in his hand, with deep doubts in his eyes: "Why?"

“It depends on your free time.”

Hearing this, Lu Jinsen almost became anxious: "Where am I free!"

Ever since he took over the pastoral variety show last month, he has hardly been idle. All kinds of odd jobs came to him, and he finished all the work he had never done in his life.

Not long after, he took the initiative to compromise with Lu Qingye: "Okay, I will report tomorrow."

“Also, watch your mouth.”

Lu Jinsen: “…”

At this time, Lu Qianling was hiding in the corner, looking like she was gloating. When Lu Qingye went upstairs, she walked out openly and clapped her little hands happily.

She came to Lu Jinsen's side and circled around him, smiling happily.

“Why are you laughing?” Lu Jinsen looked at her with a hint of disgust in his eyes.

Lu Qianling made a face at him, the smile in her eyes not diminishing half: "I'm happy, do you care?"

Back in the bedroom, Lu Qingye went directly to the cloakroom, preparing to take clothes to take a shower.

As soon as he walked in, he saw his suitcase placed on the ground. Meng Chuyuan took out the clothes in the suitcase and put them neatly aside.

Lu Qingye saw her squatting on the ground, helping him tidy up, and suddenly felt a little uncomfortable.

"Let me do it."

When he walked over and was about to squat down, Meng Chuyuan suddenly pulled out a palm-sized gift box from his box.

Meng Chuyuan looked at the exquisite design of the gift box, but she didn't hold it firmly and the box just fell and opened automatically.

"What is this?" Just when she saw Lu Qingye appear, Meng Chuyuan raised her eyes and looked at him. She kept packing her hands. When she touched the gift box, she lowered her eyes and saw that there was a piece of women's silk inside. towel.

Meng Chuyuan raised his eyes slightly and said calmly: "It turns out to be a silk scarf."

“…” Lu Qingye was startled for a moment, with a trace of imperceptible loss flashing in his eyes.

Originally, I wanted to find an opportunity to give it to her, but now Meng Chuyuan discovered it by himself. The surprise was gone, but judging from her tone, it seemed that she had misunderstood something.

Meng Chuyuan calmly put the scarf back into the box, and just as he was about to close it, Lu Qingye suddenly squatted down in front of her and subconsciously held her wrist.

(End of this chapter)

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