Shi Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou in surprise. She was not used to it, she was not jealous anymore.
Gong Ou’s condition was cured, there would definitely be some changes.
“Not bad, some Impressionist master Claude Monet’s bones.” Gong Ou stared at the painting and said, “How much is this painting for?”
“Does president Gong want to buy my painting? Two thousand, no less.”
“Only two thousand?” Gong Ou lowered his gaze to look at her, his black eyes clearly displeased. He raised his gaze to the paintings on the wall, and after pondering for a moment, he said, “This way, don’t sell off these things for the time being, I’ll have someone tailor it for you to increase your reputation, increase the value of your paintings, and become a collector’s item that people fight for first. Your paintings will soon be priceless.”
She did not think of asking for a priceless city to be reputed overseas.
“The beginning of any achievements is an interest, but an interest needs to be managed. Otherwise, one will only be in a daze for the rest of their lives. What’s the point of such a life?” Gong Ou said, his voice low and magnetic, his black pupils staring deeply at her, “Do you understand now?”
Shi Xiaonian looked at him and saw that he was unfamiliar with this place.
“We’re going to get married sooner or later. The wife of the president of N.E. is a difficult painter to find, and the wife of the president of N.E. is a gallery owner. Which one sounds good?” Gong Ou looked at her, his voice low and filled with an irresistible power.
Shi Xiaonian said casually.
Feng De interrupted her again, afraid that she would start a fight with Gong Ou over this matter.
Feng De stood at the side and did not say a word.
Shi Xiaonian looked at Gong Ou doubtfully. So he had clashed with Gong Ou in the middle. No wonder the Gong Jia let him go so quickly.
She bit her lips, picked up her knife and fork again and started to cut the steak. She placed the steak into her mouth and asked Gong Ou, “How is the steak?”
Gong Ou said.
Feng De stood at the side and held his breath. He also wanted to fry a fresh steak for Gong Ou, but previously, young master only ate the dishes cooked by Shi Xiaonian.
“Is that so?”
As long as it was by her hand, pouring a cup of boiled water was sweeter than any other water.