Chapter 219 - People Who Don't Know About Art
Chapter 219 – People Who Don’t Know About Art
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It was not until Qiao Jiuyin’s big brother and her sister-in-law came to the hospital and helped her settle the discharge procedures that Xu Pingfei knew that Fang Mu had divorced her.
“Why did he divorce her!”
Xu Pingfei was completely dumbfounded.
Qiao Sen knew some inside information. He was ashamed of his sister.
When the news of Fang Mu and Qiao Jiuyin’s divorce reached the Qiao family, Qiao Sen had been furious. He had almost flown to Binjiang City to beat Fang Mu up.
Ji Qing had persuaded him to calm down and make a decision after figuring out what happened.
When Qiao Sen had found out that Xiao Sheng had used her child as an excuse to chase away the mistress, he understood Xiao Sheng had let Fang Mu down.
Qiao was still unaware of Qiao Jiuyin pretending to be Qiao Jiusheng to marry Fang Mu..
Fang Mu did not spread this news. He was still worried that if he pushed Qiao Jiuyin too hard, she would also reveal she knew. Both of them had a stain on their lives, so they could only suspect and use each other.
It was truly a dogfight.
When Xu Pingfei asked this question, Qiao Sen vaguely said, “It’s our Qiao family who has let Fang Mu down.” After saying that, he walked into the ward and helped Qiao Jiuyin pack up with Ji Qing. Then, he brought the tired Qiao Jiuyin back to Junyang City.
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Fang Yusheng sat beside the vegetable garden in the backyard. Beside him was a blooming cucumber vine. He had worn a beige cotton shirt and navy blue pants as he lazily sat on the rattan chair. It was sunset, and half of the setting sun shone on his back. His body emitted an orange light.
Fang Yusheng was stunningly beautiful. Not even the sunset could compare to his beauty.
Qiao Jiusheng held a slender piece of chalk and looked at Fang Yusheng without blinking.
“Take off your sunglasses.” She felt that the sunglasses on Fang Yusheng’s face were a little irksome and covered his beautiful face.
The man took off his sunglasses and turned around. His sapphire eyes quietly stared at Qiao Jiusheng. “Like this?” Fang Yusheng raised his eyebrows and asked her.
Qiao Jiusheng stared at him and thought about it before saying, “Take off the scarf too.”
Fang Yusheng obediently removed the ink blue scarf and casually folded it. He placed it on his legs that were bent because it was too long.
Qiao Jiusheng was satisfied.
“Alright, I’m starting.”
Fang Yusheng stopped moving.
After sitting quietly for more than two hours, Fang Yusheng heard Qiao Jiusheng say, “Done.”
Fang Yusheng immediately stood up and walked over to her.
He stood behind Qiao Jiusheng and looked at the drawing board.
The scene immediately stunned him.
“I don’t have a face?”
The person on the drawing board was dressed in the same clothes as him. The color of his hair was the same, and the background was the same. However, the person had no facial features…
Qiao Jiusheng awkwardly touched her nose and told him, “I can’t draw well.” She was afraid that the Fang Yusheng she drew would not be like Fang Yusheng. It would be so sad if she drew him into something unrecognizable.
Fang Yusheng was a little speechless.
Qiao Jiusheng added, “I only know how to draw my face.” When she had learned how to draw in the past, she had let Qiao Jiuyin sit opposite her. Hence, she drew Qiao Jiuyin’s face, which was
identical to hers.
Fang Yusheng said, “Show me the painting.”
“Okay.”
Qiao Jiusheng picked up a pen and drew her face on the painting of Fang Yusheng in front of her.
Fang Yusheng: “…”
“Why don’t you find another piece of paper?” His figure and her face on the same painting looked very strange.
Qiao Jiusheng shrugged and indifferently said, “It’s okay. How about this? You and I will be in the same painting.” She winked at Fang Yusheng. “Isn’t this good?”
Fang Yusheng went against his conscience and said, “Not bad.”
“Also, I’m a jade sculptor and an artist. Don’t doubt an artist’s taste.” Qiao Jiusheng was quite shameless.
Fang Yusheng immediately shut up. He did not know much about art.