Chapter 16 Falling in love with a wealthy godfather 16

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date="2021-01-28"

title="Chapter 16 Falling in love with a wealthy godfather 16 "

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series = ["Turn on the Love System"]

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In love with rich godfather 16

Tao Yuan slept into the middle of the night, when the phone rang suddenly, and when he saw Wei Shicheng’s video call, he clicked to connect, squinted and complained, “I’m sleeping, even if it’s daytime on your side, you can’t call at this time. what."

"Baby, I saw you on the news abroad, when did you draw that "Best Bliss Penglai"? Why didn't I know?" Wei Shicheng asked a little excitedly.

"You started painting the day after you left. Yesterday, um..., you just painted the previous two days. Has there been news abroad?" Tao Yuan hit Hatch after he finished speaking.

"Did your other mobile phone shut down? Many people called me and said they wanted to buy your painting. They had a relationship with me for a long time. Many foreign collectors also want to see you, already Going to China." Seeing Tao Yuan closed his eyes, Wei Shicheng hurriedly cried out, "Qingyu, baby, are you asleep? Once you wake up, listen to me first."

"I didn't fall asleep, you said your chant, I'm listening." Tao Yuan opened his eyes again.

"Don't rush to agree to sell the painting to anyone. When I come back, we will discuss it again. Can I exchange the company's shares with you?" Wei Shicheng said in a coaxing tone.

"I didn't intend to sell it at first. I think it will be difficult for me to draw such a good painting in the future. Moreover, this painting cost me too much attention, so I am reluctant to sell it, so I plan to keep it for myself. Now." Tao Yuan thought for a while and said, "I can use this painting as a dowry, okay, Uncle Wei."

"This idea of ​​you is really good, so set it up." Wei Shicheng said excitedly, "No matter what others say to you, don't be tempted. I will rush back in these two days. No matter what happens, wait until I come back. ."

"I said that I won't sell it anymore. I won't be tempted by how much they give me. You can handle everything over there and come back. Otherwise, it will fly over again in a short time, that would not waste more time. ."

"Okay, I'll listen to you, I'll take care of everything here first. You ask for leave from school these days, don't go anywhere at home, otherwise those people will definitely pester you."

"Yeah, I see, you should work soon. Come back early after work. I'm going to bed, and I'm trapped to death." Tao Yuan hit Hatch again.

"Then you go to sleep, take a good rest these days, I hang up." Wei Shicheng looked at Tao Yuan's tired look, feeling a little distressed.

Tao Yuan hung up as soon as he finished speaking, and fell asleep with the phone still in his hand. That comment was too exhausting and energy-consuming, and even the system's repair of the body slowed down. Tao Yuan feels that even if he can paint to the same level, he doesn't want to paint anymore. At least in the past few years, he will definitely not be able to paint.

After the two fell in love publicly, Tao Yuan moved to a villa in Wei Shicheng, where Du Yiming also lived with him, and Wei Shicheng helped him transfer to a private noble school.

Tao Yuan didn't wake up until noon, but he was still tired. If he didn't wake up hungry, he could still sleep.

Du Yiming was watching TV in the lobby. Tao Yuan walked to him and sat down. The butler walked over and asked, "Master Du, what would you like to eat?"

"Seafood porridge," Tao Yuan said, "make me a cup of milk first."

The housekeeper left and soon brought a glass of fresh milk over.

Du Yiming turned to look at Tao Yuan and asked, "Brother, are you not going to school today?"

"Well," Tao Yuan took a sip of warm milk. "I'm resting at home these days and I'm not going anywhere."

"Is it because a lot of people are looking for you to buy paintings?" Du Yiming said. "In the past few days, your paintings have been published in a lot of news. The news says that many wealthy people from abroad have come to our country specifically for coming Buy your paintings. But many masters in China are saying that you cannot sell your paintings to foreigners."

"You are only in elementary school, and you have already started to watch the news? Shouldn't a kid your age watch anime?"

"Not all elementary school students like to watch anime, right?" Du Yiming thought for a while and said, "I don't like watching it anyway. The content is too exaggerated. I prefer to watch what happens in reality."

"Really?" Tao Yuan said.

"Brother, would you sell your paintings to foreigners? I heard that they will offer high prices, and they can help you immigrate."

"No." Tao Yuan said affirmatively, "I live well in China, why do I want to immigrate to a place that is completely unaccustomed to? They think that because they have a brain disease. Our country is no worse than abroad in any aspect. , My brain is not sick, how could I promise them."

"Oh, I don't really want to go abroad, I think it's pretty good in China." Du Yiming looked relieved.

Tao Yuan gave him a funny look.

"It is said in the news that you can buy a lot of money for a painting now, so are you also rich now?" Du Yiming asked.

"Forget it," Tao Yuan thought for a while and said, "Anyway, we don't have to worry about money anymore."

"When I start working, all the money I earn will be given to you." Du Yiming said seriously.

"Okay," Tao Yuan patted him on the shoulder and said, "I will take care of you before you get married."

"Master Du, it's time for Young Master to go to piano class." The butler put down the seafood porridge and said to Tao Yuan.

"Well," Tao Yuan nodded, then turned to Du Yiming and said, "Go, go to class."

"I'm leaving," Du Yiming stood up and said.

The students of the noble school have to learn a few special skills. Du Yiming chose piano and fencing himself. He wants to learn horsemanship and fighting skills after he gets better.

Tao Yuan watched the news on TV, and now he was reporting something related to him. He sighed. It seems that this time he used too much force, and he must be entangled by those people for a long time.

Of Tao Yuan's two mobile phones, only Wei Shicheng and Du Yiming knew the numbers, and the other had more numbers. Some teachers in the school, people in the gallery, and some masters of Chinese painting and Go, all have his number. Now it must have been blown up, and he didn't dare to start the phone.

Tao Yuan thought to himself that he overestimated his ability to cope, so he should wait until Wei Shicheng comes back. He would stay at home during this time.

Those who want to buy paintings are looking for Tao Yuan all over the world. Tao Yuan can shut down and hide from people, but Wei Shicheng's work phone cannot be turned off. Those who call him to find Tao Yuan delay him. A lot of time.

The director of the exhibition hall was going crazy. Since the painting had not been exhibited, the masters had been forcing him to contact Tao Yuan, saying that even if he had spent his life savings, he would buy the painting. After the painting was exhibited, it immediately attracted more masters who were reluctant to walk around the painting, and then the media came. Then, he was going crazy by that person, but he couldn't get in touch with Tao Yuan. There is no way.

A few days later, Wei Shicheng finally returned. After he discussed with Tao Yuan, the two attended the press conference together. Tao would like to explain to everyone that he would not sell the painting "Elite Penglai" no matter how much money he paid. Because he wants to use this as his dowry, after he gets married, it will become the property jointly owned by him and Wei Shicheng, witnessing their love.

Tao Yuan has made it clear that he will not sell the painting to anyone, let alone foreign collectors. As long as he is still alive, it is absolutely impossible to let the painting go abroad.

Tao Yuan has already stated publicly, but will those who want to buy paintings give up? Of course it is impossible.

Tao Yuan did not go to school or live in a villa. He lived with Wei Shicheng in a courtyard in the outskirts, drawing and playing piano every day, and lived a comfortable life.

Tao would like to know that many people want to see him. These people are either rich and powerful, or highly powerful. Chess sage Su Yongfu and some masters expressed their desire to see him many times, but when they met one of them, they had to see the others, so he simply didn't see anyone.

Tao Yuan could not see people, but Wei Shicheng could not. He had his helplessness.

"There is a guest coming tomorrow." Wei Shicheng said with Tao Yuan in his arms.

"Who?" Tao Yuan leaned against his arms, naked under the quilt, and put his leg on his.

"One of my cousins, whose surname is Liu." Wei Shicheng said, "I talked to him about a piece of land two years ago, but I couldn't talk about it. Recently, he suddenly contacted me and said he was willing to talk to me. But he asked you to be there. I think he must have come for that painting too."

Tao Yuan thought for a while and said, "Is it Liu Xiujie's grandfather?"

"Yes," Wei Shicheng said, "I didn't want to promise him, but that piece of land is really important to the company, so I still want to talk to him. But don't worry, I will never let you on that painting. I sold him ten plots of land, and I would not agree to let you exchange it with him."

"Your cousin, does he like to play Go?" Tao Yuan recalled the information he found.

"Yes, I'm a chess idiot. But let's not say, he has a very high level of chess, and chess masters are not necessarily his opponents."

"Really?" Tao Yuan was absent-minded, rubbing his fingers on Wei Shicheng's chest.

"What? Do you want to play chess with him?" Wei Shicheng asked, grabbing his hand.

"I have this idea," Tao Yuan said. "You said that his chess level is not lower than that of chess masters. Then he must be very confident in himself. Since he wants my painting, then I will bet with him. If he beats me, I will give him the painting. If he loses me, he will give me that piece of land. What do you think?"

"Not very good." Wei Shicheng immediately rejected "The value of your painting is much higher than that of that piece of land. It is not worth taking risks with the painting."

"Are you not confident in me?" Tao Yuan raised his head and looked at him with dissatisfaction.

"..." Wei Shicheng immediately coaxed, "This does not mean that you have no confidence in you, it means that you should not take risks you shouldn't take."

As a person about to get married, Wei Shicheng has learned to coax his wife without a teacher. When facing his wife's questioning, he sometimes has to tell some white lies.

"That's not because you don't have confidence in me. Do you think that if you change your terms, I can't hear it? Humph!" Tao Yuan snorted vigorously and said, "I just want to play with him, he is even better than the chess master. It's useless, because Chess is not as good as I am. I saw him getting older, so I let him go."

"Baby, listen to me telling you, I really don't believe you, even if you are a chess master, sometimes you miss? You can't guarantee..."

"I don't listen, I don't listen! You just don't believe me!" Tao Yuan turned over and lay on the bed, covering his ears hard.

"Baby, shall we discuss it again?" Wei Shicheng pressed over and hugged him.

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Wei Shicheng still failed to convince Tao Yuan in the end. Tao Yuan felt that if he was only 90% sure, maybe he wouldn't take a risk, but he was obviously 200% sure, why didn't he do it?

The next day, Tao Yuan played the piano in the Tingshui Pavilion, and Wei Shicheng lay on the couch next to him, closing his eyes to rest.

After the housekeeper came in, he reported on the screen of foreign exchange, "Mr. Liu, they are here."

"Invite them to come over, hello from the outer hall." Wei Shicheng said with his eyes closed.

"Yes."

A moment after the housekeeper left, there was the sound of people entering the outer hall, and Wei Shicheng stood up, walked around the screen.

Tao Yuan continues to play the piano. He will not stop until he finishes playing a song. This is obsessive-compulsive disorder.

"Uncle cousin, cousin." Wei Shicheng greeted the people who came in, and then asked them to sit down.

"Father has to make trouble, don't mind if you are in the world," said Liu Wangyang, the eldest son of Mr. Liu.

"Where is my cousin, my cousin is willing to come, but it's too late to welcome me." Wei Shicheng said politely.

After Grandpa Liu came in, he didn't speak. After sitting down, he closed his eyes and listened carefully to the soft voice from inside.

Wei Shicheng didn't bother him. After the helper served tea, he drank the tea while quietly greeting Liu Wangyang.

"Who is playing the piano?" Old Man Liu asked with his eyes closed.

"It's Qingyu. He has the habit of not stopping until he finishes playing a song. When he finishes playing, he will come out." Wei Shicheng said.

"It's also a strange man," said Mr. Liu, touching his beard. "I can play chess, paint, and have such good piano skills. Shicheng, your luck, even my cousin can't help but be convinced."

Wei Shicheng smiled without saying a word, but there was unconcealable pride in his smile.