The boss always wants to smack me

Xie Wanyi didn't think too much, and readily agreed.

On the day of the banquet, he came to Li's house first, ready to set off with Jiang Motian to the venue of the banquet.

But when he arrived, Jiang Motian was not ready yet.

Xie Wanyi went upstairs first to find Jiang Motian.

The moment Jiang Motian opened the door, Xie Wanyi only felt a flash in front of his eyes.

After that, he saw a graceful lady in a pearl white cheongsam standing in front of him with a graceful figure.

Today's Jiang Mo is sweet, without too many decorations.

She put on light makeup on her face, tied her hair with a hairpin, and wore pearl ornaments on her ears and around her neck. She was as gentle as water.

Jiang Motian was a little anxious.

She opened the door, then turned around and went back to the mirror. While arranging her broken hair, she said, "It will be ready soon, wait for me for another 3 minutes."

After saying this, Jiang Motian didn't hear Xie Wanyi's response.

This made Jiang Motian feel strange, so he tilted his head to look in the mirror.

And looking at it this way, she found that Xie Wanyi was staring straight at her.

Jiang Motian asked uncomfortably, "Why do you keep staring at me?"

"Because it looks so good, I can't take my eyes off it."

"Today is a charity dinner, you can't dress up too gorgeously, even with such an elegant appearance, you can't take your eyes off?"

"In my opinion, you are beautiful no matter what."

After Xie Wanyi finished speaking, she walked up to Jiang Motian's side, leaned on Jiang Motian's forehead, and kissed him lightly.

The moment he kissed, someone hurriedly walked over at the door.

He also yelled loudly: "Sister, you..."

Before Li Moning could finish her sentence, she stopped abruptly.

After that, she looked narrowly at the two people who were stuck together, and said, "Oh, I'm sorry, I came at a very bad time."

Jiang Motian immediately kept a distance from Xie Wanyi, and then asked nonchalantly, "What's the matter?"

"Yeah, there is something wrong with the car, and my mother said, let's wait a little longer before we start."

"Oh, I see."

"As for you, you can get bored for a while, and I won't bother you, but next time you make out, remember to close the door!"

After finishing speaking, Li Moning gave the two of them an ambiguous look, and then "enthusiastically" helped close the door.

In fact, Jiang Motian and Xie Wanyi didn't want to do anything.

As a result, Li Moning said this...

Xie Wanyi and Jiang Motian looked at each other, and then both of them felt a little uncomfortable.

In order to ease the atmosphere, Xie Wanyi found a topic: "Don't you have a lot of sketchbooks, you should have drawn a lot of customs, can you take a look?"

"Of course, it's in the closet, just wait a minute."

When Jiang Motian travels outside, she is used to bringing a sketchbook with her.

Wherever she goes, she paints.

There are more and more sketchbooks, and now they are all put in the cabinet. Jiang Motian needs to go through them.

While Jiang Motian was rummaging through, a piece of drawing paper fluttered down from inside.

Xie Wanyi saw it and helped to pick it up.

By the way, I turned the drawing paper over and took a look.

But just looking at it like this, he froze instantly!

"Here, let's read this one first!"

Jiang Motian took out a sketchbook and turned around to hand it to Xie Wanyi.

However, the moment she turned around, she saw the portrait in Xie Wanyi's hand.

Jiang Motian was taken aback for a moment, then reached for the portrait and put it back in the cabinet.

Xie Wanyi's eyes moved, and asked: "That child is..."

Jiang Motian turned his back to Xie Wanyi, and said softly, "The real Xiaoshi."

This answer made Xie Wanyi's palm tighten immediately.

Jiang Motian didn't notice this small detail.

She said with some melancholy: "About Xiaoshi, I can remember less and less. I was worried that one day I would completely forget his appearance, so I drew this portrait."

After hearing this, Xie Wanyi murmured: "The painting is very similar."

"You haven't seen him before, how do you know he looks like him?"

Xie Wanyi paused for a moment, then looked at Jiang Motian, and added: "I mean, you draw very smartly, like a little boy."

This explains...

Jiang Motian couldn't hold back, "Puff" and laughed out loud.

After laughing, Jiang Motian bent his eyes and said, "I'll just take that as a compliment."

but……

Jiang Motian stared straight at Xie Wanyi's face.

In the next second, she raised the painting in her hand and placed it next to Xie Wanyi's face.

Then he murmured: "You look like an enlarged version of Xiaoshi."

Jiang Motian just made a comment unintentionally.

But Xie Wanyi was unconsciously stiff and cramped.

But this strangeness is fleeting.

Xie Wanyi raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked, "You mistakenly thought Zhang Xingxing was Xiaoshi before, but now you think I look like Xiaoshi. You are too eager to find someone, so everyone looks like him?"

When Xie Wanyi spoke, there was playfulness in his tone.

But Jiang Motian could feel his unhappiness.

So Jiang Motian didn't continue the chat, but instead opened the sketchbook and talked about the story in the painting.

After chatting for a while, Jiang Motian found that Xie Wanyi was absent-minded.

This made Jiang Motian stop.

Xie Wanyi also looked away from the sketchbook, looked at Jiang Motian, and asked, "Why don't you say anything?"

"Because someone just wasn't listening."

"Who said I didn't listen, I listened carefully."

After finishing speaking, Xie Wanyi repeated what Jiang Motian just said.

Xie Wanyi recounted it word for word.

He was using practical actions to refute Jiang Motian.

But Jiang Motian didn't change his mind because of this.

She felt that Xie Wanyi was just better at dual-tasking.

Jiang Motian closed the sketchbook and made a concession: "Let's talk about something you are interested in."

Xie Wanyi hesitated for a while before making a decision: "Then tell me about Xiaoshi's past."

"Didn't we say that before?"

"But I want to hear it again."

Anyway, there's nothing to do now, so Jiang Motian rested her chin on her hands and recalled.

Xie Wanyi listened quietly.

But quiet, only on the surface.

He must listen as an outsider.

And it takes a lot of effort to stop making associations.

Because once he thinks about it, he will have a splitting headache.

In those lightly drooping eyes, there is also an incomprehensible undercurrent surging...

Amid Jiang Motian's murmurs, someone knocked on the door.

Then, Li Moning pushed open the door.

She looked at the two people in the room, and asked with a smile, "Are you sitting so far away to avoid suspicion?"

Xie Wanyi did not respond to Li Moning's teasing, but asked, "Can we go now?"

"Yes."

Xie Wanyi nodded slightly.

Then he took Jiang Motian's hand and walked out of the room with her.

When they reached the door of the room, Li Moning unconsciously stepped aside.

She scratched her head, looked at Xie Wanyi's back, and suddenly felt...he was a little strange.

Jiang Motian naturally felt it too.

She looked at Xie Wanyi's side face, wondering where Xie Wanyi's strangeness came from.