Goodbye, scumbag husband, the one who is not loved is the clown

"I feel a little uncomfortable." Xu Jiayun closed his eyes and leaned back in the chair. "I'll take a nap. Call me when we get there."

Zhou Jing glanced at her through the rearview mirror and saw that her brows were furrowed and her face was indeed a little pale. He couldn't help but ask, "Do you need to go to the hospital?"

"No need." Xu Jiayun replied lazily: "It's just a slight reaction to the pregnancy, it's okay."

Hearing this, Zhou Jing said no more.

Ten minutes later, a black Mercedes drove into a manor.

The estate is privately gated.

After the car stopped, Zhou Jing called Xu Jiayun.

Xu Jiayun slowly woke up, looked outside, and asked, "Where is this?"

"This is Mr. Yan's private estate. President Pei asked me to take you in." Zhou Jing got out of the car and walked to the back seat, opening the door for Xu Jiayun.

Xu Jiayun got out of the car and followed Zhou Jing into the manor.

Behind the estate is a spacious private golf course.

When they arrived at the entrance of the golf course, a woman in a black uniform raised her hand to stop Zhou Jing and Xu Jiayun.

"I'm Mr. Yan's secretary. My last name is Jiang." The woman had a high ponytail and wore a pair of black-framed glasses. Her sharp gaze, even unobstructed by the lenses, flashed across Xu Jiayun's face before landing on Zhou Jing's. She said in a businesslike manner, "Please show me your ID."

Zhou Jing took out his business card and said, "I'm Mr. Pei's personal assistant."

Secretary Jiang looked at the business card and nodded slightly to Zhou Jing, "Assistant Zhou, I've heard a lot about you."

He paused, then turned to look at Xu Jiayun, frowning slightly, "This is..."

Zhou Jing touched his nose and was thinking about how to introduce Xu Jiayun when a voice interrupted him.

"I'm Mr. Pei's fiancée." Xu Jiayun took a step forward, looking directly at the woman with her beautiful amber eyes. "My name is Xu Jiayun."

Zhou Jing: "..." He didn't say that, it's none of his business!

Secretary Jiang frowned slightly, "Isn't Mr. Pei's fiancée Miss Shen?"

"That's a rumor." Xu Jiayun remained calm. "Are you so strict in receiving guests here? Do you need to scan their ID?"

Secretary Jiang: “…”

Seeing the tense atmosphere, Zhou Jing quickly spoke up to smooth things over: "Secretary Jiang, don't worry. Miss Xu was brought here personally by President Pei."

Hearing this, Secretary Jiang said with a cold face: "You two follow me."

Xu Jiayun and Zhou Jing followed Secretary Jiang and walked towards the rest area of ​​the golf course.

From a distance, you can see three men with extraordinary temperament. They sit around a valuable walnut wood. The aroma of tea fills the table and the sound of conversation is intermittent.

Xu Jiayun's gaze lingered on Secretary Jiang's back for a few seconds.

Xu Jiayun tilted her head slightly towards Zhou Jing and asked in a low voice, "What's Secretary Jiang's full name?"

"Jiang Mi." Zhou Jing covered his mouth with his hand and whispered, "She is Mr. Yan's most capable and trusted confidant. Although she is only a secretary, everyone in the industry knows that she can directly represent Mr. Yan."

so smart?

Xu Jiayun frowned and searched his mind, but could not think of any information related to Secretary Jiang.

It’s not that she was gossipy, but she always felt that Jiang Mi looked at her with a hint of hostility.

Walking along the cobblestone path in the shade of the trees, I heard a conversation under the pavilion in front:

"I came back to China specifically for Shen Zhiyan, but now she's involved in such a scandal. Regardless of whether it's true or not, the director has already announced that Shen Zhiyan will not be considered."

The person who said this is the internationally renowned painter, Master Jiang Se.

As he spoke, he raised his hand and tied up his collarbone-length hair with a rubber band. Then he put his hands on his hips and sighed, "This documentary was specially designed to open up the Eastern European traditional Chinese painting market, so it must be a Chinese painter. But in recent years, apart from Shen Zhiyan, there haven't been any new traditional Chinese painting talents emerging in China!"

"Aren't you Chinese too? Can't you do it?" The man in a white shirt with a gentle temperament poured tea for Jiang Se. When he looked up at Jiang Se, the teasing between his eyebrows seemed to reveal a bit of his charm inadvertently.

This person is Yan Nanzhou, the CEO of JY Group, one of the four major conglomerates in Country K.

"I can't do it. I've been famous for many years, and everyone is tired of seeing me. No one will watch my film." Jiang Se waved her hands irritably and turned to look at Pei Sangyu, who had been silent since a while ago.

"Boss Pei, I made an exception and accepted Shen Zhiyan as my apprentice because she was your fiancée and she was indeed very talented. But look at you now...Boss Pei, your judgment is not good!"

Hearing this, Xu Jiayun turned his gaze and looked at Pei Sangyu who was sitting opposite Yan Nanzhou.

He was wearing a black shirt with rolled-up cuffs revealing his strong, fair arms. His slender fingertips were holding a teacup, his eyes slightly lowered, and it was impossible to tell what emotion was in them.

It turns out that Shen Zhiyan was accepted as Jiang Se's apprentice because of Pei Sangyu's push behind the scenes!

Xu Jiayun curled his lips coldly.

Jiang Se was right, Pei Sangyu’s judgment of people was indeed not good!

She was too lazy to look at Pei Sangyu any longer, and glanced around. Suddenly, her eyes lit up and she stopped.

Jiang Mi walked forward with Zhou Jing and did not notice that Xu Jiayun did not follow.

Over at the pavilion, Pei Sangyu said, "Shen Zhiyan isn't the only one. The most effective way to select talent is through competition."

Upon hearing this, Jiang Se and Yan Nanzhou both frowned.

Jiang Se said: "If it were a national competition, it would take at least one or two months, but the filming will start next month."

"Arthur is right." Yan Nanzhou took a sip of tea and caught a glimpse of Jiang Mi leading Zhou Jing towards him.

He turned his head, and Jiang Se and Pei Sangyu also turned their heads to look.

"Mr. Yan." Jiang Mi nodded slightly and turned to look at Pei Sangyu, "Mr. Pei, I've brought your people here."

Zhou Jing nodded to Yan Nanzhou and Jiang Se, "Mr. Yan, Teacher Jiang."

Pei Sangyu looked at Zhou Jing and frowned slightly, "Where is Xu Jiayun?"

"Miss Xu is not with me..." I turned around... No, where is she?!

Zhou Jing was stunned. "He was following me just now..."

"Hey!" Jiang Se suddenly yelled, and rushed to the easel under the tree in front of him amid the puzzled gazes of several people -

"Who are you? Who told you to touch my painting?"

Jiang Se rushed over, grabbed Xu Jiayun's hand holding the paintbrush, and threw him aside in anger.

The paintbrush fell on the grass. Jiang Se collapsed and screamed when she saw her beloved brush being ruined like this!

"Ahhh, my big hair!"

Jiang Se squatted down and picked up the paintbrush that had been with him for many years. He held it in front of Xu Jiayun and roared in pain: "Do you know how important this paintbrush is to me?! It's my soul mate! You apologize to it now!"

Xu Jiayun: “…”

Internationally renowned master of Chinese painting, Mr. Jiang Se?

That's it?

Calm in front of people but crazy behind their backs?

Xu Jiayun struggled to digest the contrast before swallowing and saying, "Sorry, I didn't mean it."

Jiang Se roared: "I don't want your apology!"

Xu Jiayun: "..." Then who asked her to apologize just now?

"It's not you?!" Jiang Se's anger was so strong that it faded away quickly. He calmed down from his anger at the speed of light. He looked at Xu Jiayun: "Where did you get in from? Who gave you the permission to touch me..."

The word 'painting' is stuck.

Jiang Se asked while looking back at her half-finished painting, and was stunned.

This brushstroke, this bold yet intensely personal compositional style...