Chapter 543 (1/2)

After the lunch, Wu Hai directly took the woman to his art studio. Of course, he himself totally didn’t know how many discussions that had caused.

The lunchtime had ended, but some customers in the restaurant still lingered there. They were all the regular customers, including Jiang Changxi, Ling Hong, Man Man and Tang Xi. Even the grandpa didn’t leave this time.

“What do you think is the relationship between Brother Wu and that woman?” Tang Xi asked excitedly.

“Anyway, she’s not his girlfriend. You know why I say so.” Jiang Changxi blinked at Tang Xi.

“Yeah. That girl looks really nice.” Man Man liked the temperament of Qin Xin very much.

“I think that girl doesn’t like Wu Hai.” The playboy Ling Hong gave his constructive opinions.

“So what are you talking about?” Yuan Zhou wiped his hands dry and asked while looking at them.

“Of course that marriage of Wu Hai.” Man Man said without even turning the head.

“Oh.” Yuan Zhou took a step backward without turning a hair. It was the instinctive perception to dangers of a human being.

It was like being urged to marry by the parents. The parents usually talked about others in the face of you and then changed the subject back to you. Even if Yuan Zhou hadn’t experienced that before, he had the instincts to predict the scene.

Therefore, Yuan Zhou immediately decided not to participate in this subject.

However enthusiastic their discussions were, these customers had never thought of asking or bother Wu Hai.

Nevertheless, almost everyone knew the matter now that Wu Hai brought a girl of good temperament there for meal.

As for Qin Xin, she was following Wu Hai to visit his art studio earnestly now rather than visiting it alone.

Actually, Wu Hai didn’t like others touching his paintings especially those that hadn’t been completed, just as the woman didn’t like others looking at her original manuscript. It was nothing but personal habits.

Therefore, Qin Xin visited his paintings under the guidance of Wu Hai.

“What’s this painting about?” Qin Xin was a little interested in a painting hung on the wall.

It was about a woman. A long-haired woman was standing at the door of Yuan Zhou’s restaurant and waiting in line on a snowy day. The snowflakes were falling from the sky at that time.

The surrounding background was processed blurred while the woman’s figure was contrarily clear and beautiful.

“Snowing,” said Wu Hai casually as soon as he glanced at it.

The woman in this painting was naturally the one in the painting hung in Yuan Zhou’s restaurant. It was the same leading role; however, it was indeed imagined by Wu Hai. After all, that woman had left long before the snow.

“It seems that you really like that small restaurant.” Qin Xin looked at those various paintings with Yuan Zhou’s restaurant as the prototype.

Every painting appeared extraordinarily wonderful and made people like it very much.

“See the two paintings in the restaurant? They are nice, aren’t they?” Wu Hai asked about her opinions about the two paintings in Yuan Zhou’s restaurant.

“Yes, but that place is really unusual.” Qin Xin didn’t know how to describe her own feelings.

The two superior paintings were hung from the ceiling, it was a rare sight.

As far as she knew, such quality paintings could at least be treasured by others in other places.

“The taste of that guy isn’t good.” Wu Hai did not look well on Yuan Zhou’s taste very much, either.

After all, Yuan Zhou warned him that the paintings could not block out the lotus flowers that he had paid others to draw on the walls. The little fish cannot eat the big fish, therefore Wu Hai had to obey him. Seen in that way, the paintings could at least cure the hunchbacks.

“The small restaurant is very elegant.” Qin Xin liked the tree, which looked shadowy and quite mysterious, behind the sergestes wall landscape.

“Alright. I won’t keep you here anymore. You can go back to the hotel for a rest. It’s a little tiring.” Wu Hai stroked his small mustaches and began to see her out. However, he had no intention to see her out personally.

“Yeah, it’s indeed a little tiring. Okay, I’m leaving.” Qin Xin nodded the head, indicating her agreement.

“I’m actually saying I’m a little tired because I had to get up early to pick you up. I want to have a rest.” Wu Hai looked at Qin Xin with strange eyes and appeared puzzled.

“Ho Ho. Zheng Jiawei is waiting for me at the street crossroads. I’m leaving.” Qin Xin choked for a while and then she walked away in the high-heels without turning the head back.