Chapter 952 He Painted It Himself

His charming figure, focus on work, and magnanimity...

Everything about him at this moment seemed to draw a vivid pattern in her heart...

An inspiration flashed through her mind and she knew how to draw a building exterior!

Quietly walking to a corner of the study, picking up paper and pen, she wrote and drew on the paper according to his figure... After a while, a brand new architectural pattern appeared on the paper.

Looking at this work, I feel very satisfied.

The corners of her lips curved.

You won’t necessarily lose.

If this piece of work fails, then she will not regret it.

At three o'clock in the middle of the night, Yan Shiting finished his drawing, stood up and walked out of the study.

The door of the master bedroom where Cheng Yingxuan slept was closed.

It looked like she was already asleep.

He curled up the corners of his lips indifferently, thinking that she wouldn't be able to sleep tonight.

Judging from the situation, she actually slept soundly.

There was a hint of endearment in his dark, deep eyes.

It was also a pleasure for him that she could sleep peacefully.

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The next morning, Cheng Yingxuan came to the president's office again. Yan Shiting was still sitting behind the large and luxurious desk, looking dignified and calm.

"Mr. Yan, are you looking for me again?" she asked calmly.

"What do you mean?" Yan Shiting really wanted to strangle this damn woman to death, and others wanted to use all their tricks to flatter him.

But she didn't even seem willing to say another word to him.

He looked stern and said, "I am your boss."

The implication is that it was only natural for him to seek her out.

Yan Shiting pointed his slender fingers at a hand-drawn drawing of the architectural appearance on his desk, "In a moment, you will use this drawing to compete."

Cheng Yingxuan picked up the drawing and saw that the architectural graphics on the drawing were novel, domineering and domineering, which made people look up and awe involuntarily, "The person who designed this picture must be a man full of momentum and courage."

Yan Shiting curled up his lips when he heard her praising him like this, "Oh? How can you see that?"

"You can see the person by looking at his pictures." The more she looked at it, the more Cheng Yingxuan couldn't help but praise, "This person is absolutely domineering and one of the best among men!"

"Thank you." Three low words escaped Yan Shiting's lips.

"I praise the painter, why are you saying thank you on my behalf?" Cheng Yingxuan glanced at him in surprise, and suddenly understood, "Did you draw this drawing?"

His thick black eyebrows raised in displeasure, "Why, you think it's impossible?"

It turns out that he worked until three o'clock in the middle of the night, busy drawing...

If he guessed correctly, he still painted it for her.

Last night, he had been in the study. She stared at him for a while, and then quietly stood outside the door in order not to disturb him.

After he finished his work, she hurried into the master bedroom.

She knew that he stood outside her door for a long time.

Across the door, perhaps because his love for her was too strong, she could even feel the deep affection he had for her in his heart.

It's a pity that she can't come out and face it...

She was afraid that as soon as she opened the door, she would not be able to help but throw herself into his arms.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to let go of him even more, and I don't want to be entangled with him anymore.

Whether it's physical or mental.

Suppressing her thoughts, she pretended to be as calm as water, "Mr. Yan is so smart, I didn't expect you to be so versatile, and you can draw architectural exteriors."

"Stop being so nagging." He pushed the drawing he drew in front of her, "You refused to use the drawing I paid for. I drew one for you personally. Based on my level, Yang Qian's work can only be Stand aside.”