Addicted to love: The black-bellied president is too domineering

"I just woke up and am about to enter your room." Zi Yao yawned, as if she said it casually.

"Oh." Li Xiyue looked around and looked at Zi Yao suspiciously. She didn't sleep with her yesterday. What is the reason?
"Xixi, you stay here and draw the design, that piece of land, we should get it no matter what." The purple demon decided to launch a counterattack, even if they had already decided on the ownership of that piece of land in private, so what?

Is there anything she wants that she can't get?

The bidding this time is just to increase the income of Mingyue City, and it is not known when Leng Yao has contacted with the people of Mingyue City.

However, they are really despicable and deceive everyone.

Zi Yao hated that the tape recorder couldn't record their conversation at that time, the distance was too far, and she could only judge what they said by relying on mouth movements.

"Where are you going?" Li Xiyue's heart hangs when seeing the purple demon's flamboyant attire.

"I'll go shopping. You stay here with your father. You spend more time with your father, or you will regret it." After Zi Yao finished speaking, she patted Li Xiyue on the shoulder and left quickly.

It's hard to imagine that a girl wearing high heels can still leave at the same speed as the wind, isn't she afraid of the heel breaking?

Li Zetian looked at a painting and was in a daze. Li Xiyue saw a man on it from behind, who was somewhat similar to Li Zetian.

It is easy to guess that this is when Li Zetian was young.

"You're here. Zi Yao bought some breakfast and put it on the table. You can eat it anytime you want." Li Zetian raised his head, glanced at Li Xiyue, and then looked down at the painting in his hand.

"Your mother likes painting just like you." Li Zetian understood that all of this is heredity.

Li Xiyue is very similar to her mother, gentle and virtuous, but he did too many wrong things back then, and now he has nothing, which is his punishment.

"Is the painting drawn by my mother?" The person in the painting is full of energy, with a smile on his mouth. I don't know if it is based on imagination or drawn on the spot.

"Well, this is one of the few paintings in her belongings, and it is also the only painting in this house." Quietly rolled up the painting.

Looking at the bamboo building, I am afraid that I will never hear that beautiful sound like a wind chime again in this life.

There is nothing better than this. After staying in Mingyue City for so long, Li Zetian didn't know what to do with the things from the past, so he packed them all up and took them away together.

"What kind of person is my mother?" Li Xiyue's curiosity once again came. Mother has always been a taboo in the family, and no one is willing to speak first.

Opening your mouth will only bring more sorrow to the living.

"Your mother is gentle and generous, and likes to smile. When she was young, she was very beautiful, and the corners of her mouth would rise a little. Many people chased after her. I didn't expect much, but she still chose me." Li Zetian said at that time, A sentence came to mind: All the good luck in his life should be gone, because it was all spent on meeting such a good woman.

"She is the only child in the family. When she left, there were a series of other things." Li Zetian closed his eyes in pain.

Li Xiyue wanted to know all this a long time ago.

Instead of making Li Xiyue curious all the time, it's better to satisfy her.

"Let's not talk about it. When you are in the company, you can tell whoever you don't like. Originally, you are the heir of the Li family. However, you don't have much experience. As the only princess of the Li family, you have to learn how to enjoy it, not Do you know that you have worked hard all your life?" Li Zetian understood that Li Xiyue didn't value power at all.

However, Li Xiyue doesn't like to be idle, she doesn't want to be a vase, and she looks more and more like her mother back then.

"In Mingyue City, there is a painter with good painting skills. Would you like to go and see it?" Li Zetian remembered a man who once made him jealous.

Li Xiyue's mother ran to his house every three days.

Li Xiyue hesitated for a while, then nodded.

In fact, she still wanted to ask where Zi Yao went, but it would be nice to visit famous painters.

Li Zetian didn't say a single word along the way, the atmosphere was extremely dull, Li Xiyue couldn't stand it.

Li Zetian stopped before a very ordinary hut.

"It's here, you can knock on the door." Li Zetian took a step back slightly, he didn't know how the old man would react when he saw him.

However, he was sure that he would not be welcomed.

Everyone thinks that Li Zetian is a sinner, and sinners cannot be forgiven.

Sure enough, a white-haired old man walked out of the room, seeing Li Zetian's eyes with repulsion.

"Why did you come here?" He was the one who also liked one of Li Xiyue's mothers.

Many people thought that Li Xiyue's mother would make a good match with him, even he himself thought so.

However, the ending surprised everyone.

"I'll bring Sisi to see you."

The two haven't seen each other for more than 20 years, and they can recognize each other at first sight.

Li Xiyue stood there, not daring to move, looking ahead, clenched his fists lightly, with a very complicated heart.

"Her?" The old man turned his head to look at Li Xiyue, the very similar face shocked him.

The old man suddenly turned his head and looked directly at Li Zetian.

"She is..." The old man was so excited that he couldn't speak.

"She is her daughter, and Xixi also likes to draw. I thought, can you teach her?" Originally, Li Zetian would not bring Li Xiyue here.

Anyway.This is the home of his rival in love, the outside is too chaotic, and he can only find here, not many people know where Li Xiyue can stay.

"Yes, yes, of course you can. Your name is Xixi, right? Come, come in and sit." The old man seemed very excited, and his hands couldn't help shaking.

It's like a young man who suddenly sees someone he likes and doesn't know how to express his emotions.

The old man regretted it when he returned to the room. There was no way, the room was too messy.

Not to mention anything else, the materials just used were randomly placed on the ground, and they haven't been cleaned up yet.

Everywhere is like a museum, with many paintings.

Li Zetian walked in, looked at this room, and couldn't help frowning.

He is obviously very rich, but he chooses to live in such a dilapidated place, which is a place where no shit can be seen.

These words are very expensive to take out a random pair, but they are just like waste paper, randomly placed on the ground.

There is only one painting, pasted up with a photo frame, and all the air inside should be evacuated, and finally hung high on the wall.

Fortunately, she was not allowed to marry such a person at the beginning, otherwise, she would regret it now.

Just tidying up this person's things, if you don't get tired for a long time, there will be ghosts.

"Uncle, should we tidy up here?" Li Xiyue couldn't help frowning, but the paintings here are really beautiful.

I heard that many powerful people have messy homes.

Li Xiyue approached a painting, saw the inscription on it, and stayed there completely motionless, even more wooden than a wooden person.

"You turned out to be..."

Before Li Xiyue finished speaking, the old man waved his hand.

"That's all just false names, did you bring your own paintings?" The old man didn't know what type Li Xiyue belonged to, so he had to draw a conclusion from her paintings before he could make a definition.

This point is the same as why most teachers ask students to write homework. It is necessary to understand a student's situation in order to prescribe the right medicine.

"I came here without bringing anything, so..." Li Xiyue had a embarrassed look in his eyes.

No one had reminded her, and she hadn't realized it herself.

"It's okay, just draw on the spot." The old man smiled slightly, looking very kind.

Turning to look at Li Zetian, his face suddenly became ferocious.

"By the way, you can leave now, you are not welcome here." The old man's sudden change of face almost scared Li Xiyue, but fortunately, Li Xiyue has a strong ability to accept.

"Then I've been begging you for a while, little girl, but please tidy up here, otherwise I'm afraid Xixi won't be able to get used to it." Li Zetian was not at all surprised by this ending.

However, as long as Li Xiyue can accept it.

During this period of time, if she stays here, she will not be able to contact the outside world, and their plan can be carried out.

"Do you know my mommy?" Li Xiyue was very surprised by the old man's attitude, but it is not difficult to guess that the old man suddenly became better because of her mother.

"Of course I do. Your mother is a very good girl. Anyone who knows her will like her." The old man stood behind Li Xiyue.

She picked up the paintbrush very smoothly and traced the outline lightly.

Not long after, the old man had a look of surprise on his face, because what Li Xiyue painted turned out to be a painting he hadn't finished just now.

She could guess it just by seeing a few strokes.

Paintings are different from articles. Many literati like to show off their writing skills. They can pretend to understand what they don’t understand. Paintings are completely different. Only by comprehending what is inside can they interpret that thing perfectly.

"You like my mother too." Li Xiyue said with certainty. At the same time, she was very nervous. The person behind her was an internationally famous painter, and the distance between her and her was not one or two levels away.

"Yeah, I like it too, I thought she would like me too, but it ended..." The old man didn't even want to recall that period of the past.

But fortunately, God still has eyes, and Li Zetian found a child. Even if he couldn't raise her mother, he could still raise her daughter.

"It's okay, but I don't draw well, I'm afraid I need more advice." After Li Xiyue finished speaking, he ticked up the brush, and an ink-colored wild flower appeared on the screen.

Maybe the topic is too embarrassing, maybe the original painting is black and white, a painting is black except for white.