(Part 2)(MTL)Improper stepping stone for men's matching (quick wear)

Chapter 206

Chapter 206 Genius Painter 10

    In the studio, Fu Yangyan stood in front of the table with his back to the huge floor-to-ceiling window, and dipped his pen in the paint tray. Just as his hand was hanging over the white paper, there was a sudden knock on the door. The inspiration that has just risen dissipated like a tide in an instant.     "Come in," he lowered his face, threw the paintbrush

    , and said displeasedly to the girl who pushed in the door, "Didn't I tell you that I shouldn't be disturbed while I was painting?"

With a pale face, he hurriedly replied: "Mr. Fu, there is a lady Jane looking for you outside."

    "No!" Fu Yangyan was even more unhappy, "Haven't Anan taught you the rules of the studio? Have you? You can't remember these basic things, I don't think you are suitable to stay here."

    "No, Mr. Fu!" the assistant said anxiously, "Have Sister Nan taught me? Me, I? Remember your rules, teacher. , but? This Ms. Jane is holding your invitation letter, which clearly states that she was invited to the studio at ten o'clock this morning?"

    "I don't recognize Ms. Jane at all," Fu Yangyan saw her His face didn't look like a lie, his tone softened, "Never? Never gave anyone an invitation."

    "I'm afraid it was someone who used a new method to meet me. Please invite her out, and be smart in the future. Don't let people in casually, if you make an appointment, I will tell you in advance."

    "But Mr. Fu," the little assistant hesitated, "the invitation letter is indeed your handwriting, And you still have your private number."

    "Huh?" Fu Yangyan asked suspiciously, "Bring it to me." It's not that the

    handwriting can't be imitated, but very few people know his private mobile phone number, so they can More or less of what he got had something to do with people he knew.

    Now that he even has a phone number, there is no need to imitate another invitation letter, but he does remember that he has never given an invitation letter, let alone a woman named Jane.

    The assistant girl hurriedly handed over the things. Fu Yangyan took a look at it and found that it was really a rather formal invitation letter, but it was given to him by an art exhibition held yesterday.

    The painter who held this exhibition was not familiar with him and only met a few times. However, he had a twisting relationship with his teacher, so when he was invited to attend, he decided to join in.

    Only? Yesterday, he was not feeling well. It was already in the afternoon when he woke up. After that, he ate something casually

    , swallowed two pills, and slept groggyly until this morning.

    Naturally, the exhibition didn't go to completion. Fortunately, he didn't clearly reply that he would go. He didn't have to explain it, but this invitation letter should be in his home. How could it be in someone else's hands?

    And it was written in the blank space, the handwriting that invited Ms. Jian Jiangxue to the studio, which he knew all too well. It really belonged to him.

    Handwriting can be imitated, but who would take so much effort to imitate his handwriting to be almost exactly similar, just to meet him?

    "Invite this lady Jane to the reception room, I'll come right away." With countless question marks in Fu Yangyan's mind, he decided to meet this mysterious woman first.

    "Okay, Mr. Fu." The little assistant responded and carefully closed the door and walked out.

    Fu Yangyan walked around the painting room a little impatiently, and went to the reception room holding the weird invitation letter.