Addicted Pampering You: The Mysterious Pampered Wife of The Military Ye

She was talking about her own strength, and Shen Qinglan's eyes showed a touch of satisfaction.

This noon Yan Xi's appetite is very good, not only because Shen Qinglan brought her to the shop itself with good ingredients, the most important thing is that these foods are baked by Shen Qinglan personally.

After eating, Shen Qinglan looked at her, still not behind her, and had no plans to find his brother's Yan Xi.

"You should go to your brother now." Shen Qinglan reminded.

Yan Xi pretended not to understand, "Sister, I lost my mobile phone. Will you accompany me to buy a mobile phone?"

With a sincere look on her face, Shen Qinglan glanced at her without refusing.

Yan Xi followed cheerfully.

"Big sister, you said this phone is good or not, red is new this year." In the mobile phone shop, Yan Xi pointed to a famous brand mobile phone.

Shen Qinglan glanced at the price card, 6188.

Seeing this scene, the salesperson on the side squinted with a smile, "Little girl has a really good eyesight. This one is the latest. Red is the color of this brand for the first time. As soon as it is launched, it is sold out. This A batch is the goods we just arrived. If you are two days late, it is estimated that you will have to wait for some time."

Yan Xi was a little moved. She really liked the phone. As for the price, she didn't even see it.

Shen Qinglan's mobile phone is just a domestic mobile phone bought in the mall. It is not powerful, but only more than 1,000 yuan.As long as she can make a phone call on her phone.

"Then this." Yan Xi said she was about to pay for the bill, and Yan Xi stopped her quickly.

"Sister, I brought the money." Then he took out the card in the bag and handed it to the clerk.

Shen Qinglan knew her family background and did not rush to pay.

Yan Xi got the phone and looked at Shen Qinglan expectantly, "Sister, how much is your phone?"

Shen Qinglan reported a string of numbers, Yan Xi quickly wrote down.

Later, he accompanied Yan Xi to get a calling card. Yan Xi watched Shen Qinglan store his number in his mobile phone and finally smiled contentedly.

This time she didn't have to worry about finding Shen Qinglan anymore.

"Sister, I never asked you, what's your name?"

"Shen Qinglan, clear water, clear water."

"Sister, your name is really nice. Just like yours." Yan Xizan.

Everything in Shen Qinglan's body is beautiful in Yan Xi's eyes. Looking at Yan Xi's expression of a fan, Shen Qinglan is actually a little helpless.

"Sister, where are we going next?" Yan Xi looked expectantly.

"Back to school, find your brother."

Yan Xi paused and did not leave. Shen Qinglan took a few steps to find that she had not followed up, turned around and looked at her, Yan Xi's sad expression.

"Sister, do you not like me, so I always think of sending me to my brother."

There is a look on your face if you dare to say that I will cry to you.

Shen Qinglan couldn't help crying, but patiently explained: "I really have something to do in the afternoon, it's inconvenient to take you. You already have my contact information, are you afraid you won't find me?"

Yan Xi is a sensible girl. When she heard that Shen Qinglan said that she could not take her, she was a little sad, but she also understood that when she heard the words later, she became beautiful again.

Shen Qinglan sent Yan Xi to the entrance of the school, "I'm going first, you should have your brother's other contact information, I won't send you in."

Yan Xi grabbed Shen Qinglan's clothes corner, "Sister, do you really not want to know my brother? My brother is really handsome and has a good temper. You will like it when you meet."

Shen Qinglan thought of Yan Shengyu's trouble-making body, her beautiful eyes flickered, "No, I'm too late, next time."

"Okay." Yan Xi had no choice but to watch Shen Qinglan go away, and she could no longer see it. Yan Xi took out her mobile phone and called her brother.

Her brother's number was so familiar on her back that she didn't remember that she lied to Shen Qinglan just to stay with Shen Qinglan for a while, but it was true that her mobile phone was lost.

**

Finally, Yan Xi was thrown away, and Shen Qinglan returned to Shang Yayuan.

During this time, she drew a lot of paintings one after another, and she carefully put a few of them away, before calling Daniel.

Daniel received a call from Shen Qinglan and knew that she had a new work. She was overjoyed and hurried over when she hung up the phone.

"My Qinglan baby, you are so awesome this time. I love you." Seeing the paintings in the studio, Daniel's cheeks were flushed, which was exciting.

"Eh, Qinglan baby, the style of your works seems to be not the same as before." Daniel woke up from the excitement, carefully watching Shen Qinglan's paintings, and said suspiciously.

In the past, Leng Qingqiu's works were cold in style, especially a painting called "Struggle", which even gave people the feeling of despair. Although the other paintings did not feel so strong, anyone who has seen Leng Qingqiu's works, She can feel the aversion to the world in her paintings, and her paintings are full of too many dark sides.

It stands to reason that this style of painting is not appreciated by many people. After all, people like beautiful things, but Leng Qingqiu’s paintings are indeed unexpectedly popular. Not to mention some people who specialize in this kind of art and make money, even some circles Insiders also greatly appreciated Leng Qingqiu's paintings.

And these pictures, although the color is still cold, it still feels desperate, but it contains hope in despair, just like a person struggling in despair, about to fall into hell, and suddenly his hands are held. And the hands are slowly pulling her out of the quagmire.

Daniel looked very seriously, suddenly turned his head and looked straight at Shen Qinglan's eyes, "Qinglan baby, you honestly told me, are you in love?"

Shen Qinglan's expression remained unchanged, but her thoughts changed. The styles of her paintings were indeed different from before. When she was painting, Fu Hengyi's eyes full of tenderness and indulgence always appeared in her mind.

Shen Qinglan took a sip of water to cover up the strange emotion in her eyes. Daniel didn't get an answer from Shen Qinglan's body, and no longer continued to struggle.

Instead, I thought about how to deal with these works.

"Qinglan baby, several people have asked me about your work recently. Are you planning to auction or sell these works to those people in private?" Daniel asked Shen Qinglan for his advice, although most of his ideas were taken by him Yes, but occasionally he will ask Shen Qinglan's personal opinion.

"You can do this."

Daniel knew this would be the case. Shen Qinglan was always only responsible for painting, and everything else was irrelevant.

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