Chapter 50 I Only Said I Don't Need a Girl, Didn't Say I Don't Need a Woman
Hey!
Zhao Cheng was shocked.
Did I really get it right?
This Filia Chen doesn't choose Li Guanyu and Xu An, but insists on following me?
What a damn charm!
Zhao Cheng's vanity was greatly satisfied, but on the surface he pretended to be indifferent and frowned: "I, Zhao Cheng, am the notorious leader of the four young masters of Yanchuan. When it comes to romance, the two of them
Not as good as me! So you see, I am not a good person either, why do you choose to serve me?"
"The young prime minister is indeed a notorious dandy, but he is arrogant but not overbearing, and he is not romantic. He has the face of a bad guy, but he actually has an upright and kind side. If I have to choose between the three of you, of course I will
will choose you."
Arrogant but not arrogant!
Romantic but not obscene!
Listen!
Listen to the voices of this crowd!!
Zhao Cheng held back a moment of pride and coughed lightly.
"Integrity? Kindness?" Zhao Cheng pointed at his nose and laughed: "Me?"
Filia Chen said seriously: "I don't know why you want to taint yourself, but I can see that the so-called reputation as a playboy is a cover-up for you. You seem to... don't like to let others see your excellence?"
"How do you boast so shamelessly??"
Although he said this, Zhao Cheng's back began to feel cold.
This woman is very good at judging people.
However, Filia Chen said calmly: "Young Prime Minister, you don't have to admit it. After all, it will definitely feel uncomfortable if someone reveals your inner feelings."
"There's no need to talk about me, it's your business now."
Zhao Cheng raised his hand and hung it in front of Filia Chen, but Filia Chen did not hide.
The back of his hand slid across his cheek, feeling silky and silky, as if he was trying to suck Zhao Cheng in, trapping him in a gentle land and unable to get out.
"You are very beautiful, and it is easy to arouse a man's protective desire, but you can't enter my Right Prime Minister's Mansion just because you want to. Since you know me, you should know that I have four maids, and I no longer need them.
Girl."
"What about Cai'e? The Wang Yufeng case started because of her, right?"
"I only said that I don't need a girl, not that I don't need a woman. It was Cai'e who I said I wanted to marry in public."
"A girl she bought from a dental shop can do this to you. How can it be that I, the eldest daughter of a servant's family, can't compare to her?"
"You are no longer the eldest lady of the servant's family, and..."
Zhao Cheng said word for word: "You are not as good-looking as Cai'e!"
Telling a woman who is confident about her appearance that you are not as good-looking as anyone is more uncomfortable than killing her.
Zhao Cheng’s usual techniques.
Murder and heart-wrenching.
Sure enough, Filia Chen's expression darkened.
"Since the young prime minister doesn't agree, I won't force it. It's impossible for my mother and I to follow Li Guanyu, so we'll say goodbye forever."
Zhao Cheng didn't say something like, "You should think about it carefully and don't die." Since he didn't agree to her, and he tried to persuade her in turn, that would be too pretentious.
Zhao Cheng has never done this kind of thing that stands up and shows off at the same time, nor can he do it.
"What else is there left to wish for?" Zhao Cheng just asked this question.
Normally, Filia Chen's beauty would make Zhao Cheng's heart flutter. But this time, Filia Chen's special status and her ability to read people's hearts made Zhao Cheng feel awkward.
He said that Filia Chen was not as good-looking as Yang Cai'e, which was not entirely in terms of appearance. She has been born in two lives. In her previous life, she was born in an era of rapid development of information technology, and in this life, she was in the wealthy and powerful Prime Minister's Mansion.
How many beauties have passed.
Appearance cannot capture Zhao Cheng's heart.
He just felt that Filia Chen was not as open and open as Yang Cai'e. Although he knew that Yang Cai'e also had her worries, she was very comfortable getting along with her.
"I do have regrets. Please come in with me, Mr. Xiang." Filia Chen walked to the back room.
Zhao Cheng said: "Isn't this necessary?"
"You are thinking wrongly."
"You're thinking wrong too."
Zhao Cheng didn't move his feet and said, "I think my wife is also inside, so it's inconvenient."
As soon as Zhao Cheng finished speaking, Mrs. Chen walked out of the back room. She did not continue to get angry at Zhao Cheng, but said calmly: "It's convenient now."
Zhao Cheng: "..."
Filia Chen smiled bitterly and opened the door curtain for Zhao Cheng.
It would be unmanly not to go in. Zhao Chengxin stepped forward, thinking that what he saw was the traces of life left by the mother and daughter that would make people imagine, but he did not expect that it was as if he had entered another world.
There were no women's clothes thrown around in the room, and there wasn't even that kind of woman's scent. There was only paper, ink, paint, paintings and the scent emanating from these things.
The room was full of paintings, which looked very much like the studio Zhao Cheng had seen in his previous life.
Zhao Cheng walked towards one of the paintings.
In the center of the painting stood a man with his arms spread out, protecting the woman behind him like a hen protecting its chicks. In front of the man were warriors in armor. They drew their knives and seemed to force the man to have sex.
There is a woman. And in the upper left corner of the drawing paper, there is a blurry black shadow. Others may not be able to tell what those vague outlines are, but Zhao Cheng knows.
Those are soldiers from the Right Prime Minister's Mansion.
This painting was so lifelike that it instantly brought Zhao Cheng to the unveiling day of Yasu Manor. As long as Zhao Cheng said immediately: "I wonder, would I give up my wife?!"
Looking at his expression on the drawing paper, Zhao Cheng finally understood why Filia Chen had such a subtle insight.
The house is full of excellent paintings, and she is actually a very skilled painter!
What a talented woman!!
"This is the love I long for." Filia Chen stared at her painting with tears in her eyes.
Zhao Cheng confessed: "I made a mistake. I didn't expect you to be so powerful."
"Thank you, Mr. Prime Minister." Filia Chen stretched out her hand and stroked the drawing paper, as if caressing her own child: "It's a pity that the pearls are covered with dust. After my mother and I left, I asked Mr. Prime Minister to help collect these works.
.If you meet someone who knows how to paint, please let them appreciate it."
Zhao Cheng did not agree immediately, but asked: "You were not present when the manor was unveiled that day, how did you know so many details?"
"My dad said that."
"Your father's explanation is fair. I look like a hero in this painting."
"Except for Nan Zhou's identity, he is very good. He... just has a different stance."
Filia Chen looked at Zhao Cheng and said with a pleading tone: "Xiao Xiangye, can you help me with this?"
Zhao Cheng was a little surprised. When she was fighting for her own life, Filia Chen did not show such a request, but now she has made even greater concessions for these paintings.
"It's a piece of cake, but..."
"But what?"
Zhao Cheng hesitated to speak because after seeing these paintings, a bold idea immediately came to his mind.
And this idea needs people like Filia Chen to realize, and from now on, there will be another way to make money.
"I changed my mind."
Zhao Cheng did not continue the topic of helping Filia Chen collect paintings, but put his hands behind his back, looked around the room, and said, "You can enter the Right Prime Minister's Mansion!"
