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After Ye Ling made her birthday wish, she blew out the candles.

Dong Yuan sent a small portable lamp over, and left quietly.

The soft light shone on the two of them, exuding a touch of warmth.

Ye Ling gently took off the small dough figurines, carefully wiped off the cream and cake on them with a paper towel, handed a pair of dough figurines to Wen Zhengyu, and said, "For you, it's ugly, I hope Zheng Yu won't dislike it."

Wen Zhengyu disliked it very much, but he didn't dare to tell the truth in front of Mr. Shou Xing, so he had to reach out and take the dough from Ye Ling, and said, "I don't dislike it. Mr. Ye made the dough himself, so I dare not dislike it."

Ye Ling said: "Although it is a bit ugly, the taste of the dough should be similar. But I think Zheng Yu would be reluctant to eat it. For the convenience of Zheng Yu's collection, I added preservatives in it."

Wen Zhengyu: "..." How to eat with preservatives?Ye Ling wants to give the noodle man to her for collection?She really wanted to bite off the head of the masked Ye Ling.

Ye Ling cut the cake, put it in a small plate, prepared a fork, brought it to Wen Zhengyu, and said, "Zheng Yu, eat the cake."

Wen Zhengyu gently put down the people below, said: "Thank you." He took the cake.

At night, the wind mixed with water vapor blows from the lake, slowly and comfortably.

Wen Zhengyu ate the cake, admiring the lake view and moonlight, with Ye Ling sitting beside him.

Probably because it was too quiet, and there were only her and Ye Ling here, so the five senses were much sharper than usual, and their emotions were much more sensitive.

Wen Zhengyu actually had the feeling that the two of them had been quietly together for years.

She thought that Ye Ling, who was fighting in the mall, might also hope for a moment of peace.

Dough is not easy to preserve. Even if preservatives are added, it will become moldy and deteriorate or dry out after a long time.

Ye Ling specially gave the dough man, and thoughtfully prepared a small box for Wen Zhengyu to take home with the dough man.

She can't eat it knowing it has preservatives, and she can't throw it in the trash, so she has to find a way to preserve it.

Wen Zhengyu asked a master craftsman to boil the antiseptic Chinese herbal medicine used to make the paste for mounting calligraphy and painting, boil it into the dough, add a second anti-corrosion treatment process, and then put the dough in the shade for a few days. After removing the water, refer to the amber Formed, the dough figurine was sealed with resin, and a small handicraft was made with a root carving base.

Wen Zhengyu didn't want to collect such a pair of small noodle figures, and wanted to send them back to Ye Ling. She was worried that Ye Ling would misunderstand or say something again, so she put it on the desk in her bedroom as a decoration.

She understands Ye Ling's intentions and knows that Ye Ling really likes her, but she and Ye Ling are more like people in two worlds. Their respective careers, families, and life directions are not on the same line. The only intersection The only place where Ye Ling appreciates her paintings is people who like her.

She didn't want to develop an overly close relationship with Ye Ling, and she didn't want to mix their lives together.

All she wanted was to earn enough money to live on, hold the paintbrush in her hand, and paint quietly.

Ye Ling was in a good mood for several days after her birthday.

Wen Zhengyu's attitude and method towards Ye Ling remained the same as before.

For her, what she has to do now is to run the studio well.

At the end of July, the weather was so hot that the ground seemed to be melted by the sun.

After the prosperous and lively spring, all kinds of exchanges will gradually decrease. Finally, Wen Zhengyu can have a little leisure time and spend more days in the studio.

Although July and August are low seasons, the business is not bad, and the studio's funds are gradually abundant.

Wen Zhengyu is willing to accept ancient paintings that are not too expensive and well preserved.Some are promoted to high-end client groups, some are hung in the studio for sale, and by the way, they are used to decorate the facade.She took a conservative route and only bought ancient paintings when she had spare money. Therefore, even if she accidentally bought a fake and defective product, she was not afraid of not being able to afford the loss.

Wen Zhengyu spent all his time in the studio during the day, and after returning home for dinner, he took a walk with the old man and it was night. Playing the zither would disturb the people.

The zither needs to be played frequently, the tension of the zither strings will gradually open up, and the popped timbre will get better and better.

She often has short free time in the studio, when she can't paint, she wants to play the zither to relax, so she moved the zither to the studio, so she can play a song or two when she has nothing to do.

Her office window faces the lake.

Looking at the weeping willows in the lake, playing the zither music, and letting the notes flow, it is very useful to relieve fatigue and adjust the mood.

In the afternoon, just as Wen Zhengyu was sitting in front of the zither stand, a clerk knocked on the door and told her that someone wanted to buy a painting and wanted to see the boss.

Wen Zhengyu went downstairs and saw a man in his 40s and [-]s standing in front of an ancient painting from the early Qing Dynasty.

This painting is about a water town in the south of the Yangtze River. The artist is not well-known, but his painting skills are good, and his brushwork and artistic conception are in place.

This man stood upright, like a tall and straight green pine on a high mountain. His hairstyle and clothing were all meticulous, and his serious and restrained energy was comparable to Ye Ling.When he stood there, he felt a sense of pressure for no reason, and his prestige was strong.

Wen Zhengyu glanced out subconsciously, but did not see any bodyguards accompanying him.However, she didn't see the bodyguards, which doesn't mean she didn't have any.

She could tell that he was a very successful person in his career. Generally speaking, such a person rarely came to buy paintings by himself, and even if he came to buy paintings, he would call in advance.Of course, it is also possible that you are passing by and come in to take a look, but you are looking for the boss when you take a look... It's weird.

Wen Zhengyu went over and greeted with a light smile: "Hello." Seeing that the man's gaze was still on the painting, she introduced the characteristics, advantages and disadvantages of the painting.The paintings are good paintings, but they don't meet the two requirements of famous artists and long time that most collectors are looking for nowadays.

The man nodded slightly, turned his head to look at Wen Zhengyu, looked Wen Zhengyu indifferently, and said, "I want to buy paintings, can you recommend one or two for me?"

The man spoke very slowly, with a gentle voice, but his enunciation was clear, steady and powerful, giving people a feeling that every word was serious.

Wen Zhengyu thought of Ye Ling inexplicably.This man's tone and style of speaking are somewhat similar to Ye Ling's.

She suddenly felt that when she met anyone who bought paintings, she would think of Ye Lingna. The situation was not right, so she quickly drove the thought out of her mind, and replied with a smile: "Of course. I don't know what kind of painting this gentleman wants to buy." painting?"

The man asked, "What do you have here?"

Wen Zhengyu made a brief introduction based on the age, category, artist's fame and market appreciation potential of the paintings, and selected a few paintings that she thought were better to recommend among the existing paintings in the studio.

"May I have a look at the painting first?" the man asked.

Wen Zhengyu said: "Of course." She invited this person into the VIP room and arranged for someone to pick up the painting.

The man unfolded the paintings one by one, carefully observed and appreciated them, and asked Wen Zhengyu to introduce them again.After listening to Wen Zhengyu's introduction, he asked many questions about the painting, and the questions were very tricky.

Wen Zhengyu could tell that this man had a solid foundation in appreciating paintings.He asked tricky questions, but he didn't deliberately make things difficult, not saying nothing.

However, generally speaking, insiders who buy paintings will not ask such questions.

If it's an exchange of ideas, they won't meet in this way.

Kick the restaurant and step on the plate?

She could tell from the man's attire that he was of extraordinary wealth. I'm afraid not enough people would notice her small studio.

Wen Zhengyu keenly noticed that the man was observing her, but he looked at her with frank eyes, not like he was harboring evil intentions.

For her?Still want to investigate studio investment?But the studio is so small, there is no place worthy of his investment - Ye Ling!

A thought flashed through her mind quickly.

Ye Ling is permanently stationed in the studio.

There are many people who want to have a relationship with Ye Ling.

When the studio opened, Ye Ling was very high-profile, but she didn't deliberately keep a low profile after that, and moved all the offices in.

She was so dry in the introduction here that she was almost thinking through her head.The man had neither the intention of buying the painting nor the intention of leaving.Wen Zhengyu thought to himself: "You always come here for Ye Ling, don't you? How about I call and ask for you?" But he didn't say anything, and she could only pretend not to know.The visitor is a guest, and she can only accompany her.

There was the crisp sound of high heels stepping on the wood-grained floor tiles.

The rhythmic strength of the landing was very familiar, and Wen Zhengyu knew that Ye Ling had returned without even raising his head through the glass door.

When she raised her head, she saw Ye Ling turning her head to look at her, and a smile appeared on Ye Ling's face.However, Ye Ling's smile froze as soon as it floated on his face, and then turned into astonishment.

Obviously, Ye Ling knew this person.

Wen Zhengyu secretly called out: "Sure enough, it's for Ye Ling." She looked at Ye Ling with a faint smile, and really wanted to say: Mr. Ye, someone is looking for him.

The man looked away from the painting and looked up at Ye Ling.

Ye Ling shifted her eyes from the man to Wen Zhengyu, hesitated for two seconds, pushed the door open and entered, shouted: "Brother." Asked: "Why are you here?"

elder brother?

Wen Zhengyu looked at the man slightly surprised.This is Ye Ling's brother Ye Zhan?

No wonder she thought of Ye Ling when she saw this man just now.He and Ye Ling are not only similar in temperament and tone of voice, but also vaguely similar in facial features.

Wen Zhengyu suddenly understood.Not only did he come for Ye Ling, he probably also came for her.She suspected that Ye Zhan wanted to see what kind of person his sister liked.

Wen Zhengyu was speechless.

She didn't think Ye Zhan was like a gossip person, so she came here to sing it out on purpose, because what did Ye Ling's liking for her affect?Or is it just out of concern for my sister?

Wen Zhengyu was not sure.

Ye Zhan got up and said, "Come and have a look." He said to Wen Zhengyu, "I'm sorry to bother Ms. Wen for so long, and I hope Ms. Wen can show her face and have a meal together."

Wen Zhengyu didn't want to get into the muddy water of their brother and sister, but it was obvious that she had been dragged into the muddy water by Ye Ling.

Ye Ling smiled at Wen Zhengyu and said, "I just happened to be hungry too. Zhengyu, let's go together, and I have to trouble you for being a local. It's rare for my brother to come over. I want to invite him to try the authentic Hangzhou cuisine."

Wen Zhengyu understood that Ye Ling wanted her to get in touch with his brother.Although she has nothing to do with Ye Ling, but Ye Zhanyuan said that there is no way to avoid it, what should be faced is still faced.She invited Ye Zhan to have dinner at a well-known restaurant with local specialties.