Chapter 19 (2/2)

These basic things, to adults it would seem very boring, but Wangshu took it to heart and practiced over and over again to figure it out. Over time, Zhou Yunsheng found that he was very talented in painting and started to seriously teach him.

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Ning Si recently developed a bad habit. Every lunch break he would sit staring at the computer. The secretary brought him a cup of hot coffee, saw him as usual staring at the screen, and gently exited.

However, the computer screen did not show the expected stock market future prices and other business information, but two figures- one big, one small.

The slender teenager held the small child in his arms, his big hands holding the child’s hand, and painted on the canvas. Opposite the two was an apple and a banana, which was their material for today.

The boy gradually let go of the child’s hand, letting him freely paint, and took two steps back. His gentle eyes was focused on him. After a long time, he picked up the palette and brush and quickly started on his own white canvas, but his eyes from time to time watched over the child.

He used the oldest painting skills, except for thin pieces of color you couldn’t see any shape, only he himself knows how amazing the painting will be after it was completed. He gradually immersed into his wonderful mind full of paintings, when the child suddenly pulled his clothes.

The hand holding the brush visibly shook, so the dab of color under his brush was a little heavier. But he was not angry, he just bent over to appreciate the child’s drawings. He didn’t say anything, only rubbed the child’s head to show approval. The kid’s small mouth revealed a hint of cheerfulness.

They were so quiet, serene, leisurely, happy, and the sunshine outside the window made people feel warm. Ning Si Nian looked at them a long time, his expression was gentle.

Suddenly, the boy seemed to have found something was strange, he actually looked over on the screen. Ning Si Nian instantly stiffened in his leather chair. Only when the young boy looked away did he find that he had forgotten to breathe.

Did he find out? His mind filled with doubts. He knew that his daily peeping behavior was somewhat perverted, but he can’t control it. At that moment, he was surprised to find that the young boy had a pair of beautiful peach eyes, even if he was always pokerfaced, as perplexing as it was, as long as his eyes blinked slowly, people felt that he glowed with luster.

Ning Si’s heart jumped twice, he couldn’t help but light a cigar, puffing at the screen. After a long time, his mood slowly calmed down. But he had a kind of impression, as if he once sat in this same position, quietly watching the teenager on a screen, the time was leisurely and quiet.

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Zhou Yunsheng knew Ning Si Nian was still monitoring him, so he deliberately peered at the camera to give him a scare. He felt happy imagining the man holding his breath with a 囧 face, afraid of being found.

After carefully storing Wangshu’s first masterpiece, Zhou Yun Sheng grabbed a pencil and sketchbook, and took him to sketch outside.

The studio was empty, for a long time no one came in. Ning Si Nian felt that his heart was empty. He quickly switched to other surveillance videos, but he could not find the two people. He became anxious, he threw away the cigar and called Zhao Jun.

“They are by the lake painting, it is a public place so I didn’t install a camera. If you want to see you have to monitor the district. Boss, with all due respect, I feel that Mr. Wei has a normal spirit, his character is also very good.” Zhao Jun was standing not far from the two people, while he was on the phone he observed the surrounding environment.

“Fit all the places they go with cameras, I want to see what they are doing at any time.” Ning’s tone had some anxiety, he paused for a few seconds before he added “I am not suspecting Wei Xiyan. I know he’s a good person.”

Monitoring him, carefully watching his every move and enjoying it, Ning Si Nian also felt that this practice was abnormal. But he can’t quit, he felt pretty helpless about it.

Zhao Jun was silent for moment before he agreed, then he hang up the phone. After an interval of one second, the phone rang again, the caller ID was still BOSS.

“Boss, what else?”

“I remember your house has a monitor, can it see Xiyan’s every move?”

“Yes, what’s the problem? Do you want me to keep an eye on it?”

“No, immediately remove it…. and later you’re not allowed to monitor Wei Xiyan,” ​​a silent moment, then Ning Si sternly added, “You’re also not allowed to listen to him.”

“Yes, I know.” Zhao Jun hung up the phone. He secretly lamented how his boss’s mind seemed to be becoming more and more indefinable.

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