Chapter 889: Can You Send Me

"Painted?" Chu Zheng did not respond to Concubine Ye's words, but stared at the white paper in her hand and asked.

Concubine Ye nodded, and handed the painting in her hand to Chu Zheng a little nervously: "Take a look?" The first time I painted... I don't know how it works. ”

Chu Zheng took the painting in Concubine Ye's hand and stared at himself on the white paper.

Concubine Ye's brushwork is still a little immature, and the pen is not too stable, so she always trembles a little when the lines are outlined, but as Su Mohan said, it is better than God, which is enough for people to see at a glance that the person on the painting is indeed herself.

Chu Zheng stared at his eyes, his gaze softened a little, because there was a vague shadow reflected in those eyes, and this shadow was none other than Concubine Ye.

"It's a lot like that." Chu Zheng spoke softly.

Concubine Ye, who was affirmed, showed a big smile, as if the exhaustion of an afternoon had been swept away: "Great, I'll ask Su Mohan to hire a painting teacher for me when I go back, and I can be a painter like my mother in the future." ”

Chu Zheng nodded, as if he was infected by her smile, and also chuckled and said, "You will definitely become a great painter." ”

Receiving Chu Zheng's affirmation, Concubine Ye was obviously even happier, but as soon as she raised her head and looked at the clock on the wall, she couldn't help but be a little worried about Su Mohan.

It's been hours, why hasn't he come back yet? Are you really angry?

"I'll give Su Mohan a call... See where he is? Concubine Ye spoke to Chu Zheng.

Chu Zheng nodded, stared at the painting on the drawing board and said, "Can you give me the painting?" ”

Concubine Ye was slightly stunned: "Yes... Of course...... It's just that I don't think this picture is very well drawn? Why don't I wait until I'm better at drawing it in the future? ”

"That's good."

Chu Zheng stretched out his hand and tore off the drawing paper, rolled it up carefully, and then got up and said, "Then I'll go out first." ”

Concubine Ye nodded, looking at Chu Zheng, she always felt that he seemed to be a little too silent today, not as casual as before......

However, Concubine Ye didn't think too much about it, and quickly picked up her mobile phone and called Su Mohan.

At this moment, Su Mohan was standing under a big tree downstairs in the hospital, and when he looked up, he was facing Concubine Ye's ward, but because the floor was too high, he could only see the light in the room where Concubine Ye was.

Su Mohan actually regretted it since he came out, because he found that he was so angry that he stupidly left space for his rival and his woman!

Standing downstairs, the more he thought about it, the more he regretted it, but he felt that it was shameless to go back like this, after all, he had just slammed the door so loudly......

Looking down at the suit and sweater he was wearing, he didn't wear an overcoat at all, so Su Mohan pondered that Concubine Ye should think that she was not wearing clothes, and she would call herself to go back after a while, so she simply waited patiently.

Ten minutes pass, twenty minutes pass, an hour passes, two hours passes......

Our Su Dashao has been standing by the big tree downstairs in the cold wind, but his mobile phone is always very quiet, and the company's senior executives who occasionally call in the middle are unfortunately scolded by him.

Su Mohan's face became darker and darker, almost mixed with the inky night, he gritted his teeth and looked up at the bright ward again, and involuntarily thought of Concubine Ye and Chu Zheng laughing and playing, eyebrows and eyebrows......