Gu Chaoqian had always known that there was a peerless young master of the Ye family.
He is well-educated and gentle.
She is quick-thinking, beautiful and gentle.
At the poetry meeting, she wrote a poem that attracted a lot of applause. However, some people said that this poem was more worthy of the Ye family's painting.
She joked: "It turns out to be Ye Linfeng's painting. I will definitely grab it to accompany this poem in the future."
I didn't know it at the time, but I've since become friends with each other through painting.
"Chaoqian, I find that no matter how good my strategy is, I can't tell who is the real you." Ye Linfeng looked at Gu Chaoqian with complicated eyes.
"That's because you never really wanted to know me. You painted all kinds of beautiful things, but you left out me."
"Then, are you willing to come into my painting?" Ye Linfeng said slowly.
The young master is like jade, and his unparalleled handsomeness touches anyone's heartstrings.