Liang Huai was invited by a friend to visit a newly opened gallery. Unexpectedly, he saw his own work at a glance. He squinted his eyes in confusion. He seemed to smell a conspiracy.
A few days later, Xiao Qiyang walked into Liang Huai's house wearing Grandma Xiang's coat and, as usual, selected one after another of his carefully created paintings, looking like a wealthy daughter. Unexpectedly, after she left the house, she changed hands at the speed of light and made a lot of money.
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In the police station, Liang Huai angrily accused Xiao Qiyang of his crimes:
"I always thought she bought my paintings because she appreciated my talent... But in the end, she resold them all!"
Xiao Qiyang was about to cry but had no tears: "Can I hawk it when I sell it to the gallery... It would be great for everyone to watch it together."
Then he called out "Senior", which sounded very similar. Then she said: "I heard that you have no place to live recently, I can provide you with a house!"
Liang Huai's violent temper subsided for a moment.
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Liang Huai asked Xiao Qiyang from time to time: "When will you close your shabby online store and go home to be a young lady?"
Every time Xiao Qiyang heard this, her mouth would go up to the sky.
But one day she actually said proactively: "I want to go home and be the eldest lady."
He felt lost.
Suddenly remembering the legacy left by his parents, Liang Huai suddenly woke up.
"I almost forgot, I'm quite rich too. Why don't you go home and come to my house to be a rich wife?"
●Sweet sand glyphs
●The grumpy painter × the all-around loser
The pre-collection article "Collapse in Your Heart" column is available, and the manuscripts are abundant.
When they were in junior high school, Shen Ye and Tang Ci looked down upon each other as classmates. They would either quarrel or scold each other or not talk to each other all day long, just like a hedgehog and a fried cat.
Later, when I was promoted to high school, we didn't start intersecting again until we were divided into different subjects in the second year of high school. Unexpectedly, the two of them suddenly seemed to have changed.
One calmed down his thorns and became quiet and indifferent, while the other calmed down his temper and sharpened his edges and became docile and well-behaved.
We became tablemates again, and they both learned to communicate normally again, and the distance between them became closer.
When I met you again, I couldn't help but want to get close to you, stick to you, and even knock myself into your heart.
Tang Ci: "I was very annoying in junior high school."
Shen Ye: "It's okay."
"Don't you hate me so much? I remember you were always so mean."
"It's okay... I quite like it."
"Huh?"
Shen Ye thought for a while: "Because you are quite... Conspicuous."
"Did you know? The girl that boys liked to discuss most when they got together was you."
"Everyone thinks that your family is rich and you are good-looking... Although you are a bit proud and noisy... But you are likeable."
Tang Ci: "Then you're not that bad to me?"
Shen Ye answered simply: "Because I know you won't like me, and another reason is that you are too annoying."
Purpose: Drawing is not as fun as falling in love
