Chapter 237: Chapter 237

Heaven knows how much I resent Wen Yajun now—if not for him, I wouldn’t have... And maybe by now, I would have completed the task and returned to Brother Long’s side. But how did things turn out ? How could I not be angry?

"But by driving your brother away so rashly, and he doesn’t even understand the situation here, I’m afraid..." Su Ronghua said worriedly.

"Don’t worry! I’ll coax him back in a couple of days. Won’t that solve everything?"

"Coax him back? Your brother is a person, not a toy in your hands!"

Su Ronghua looked at her with displeasure. "Forget it, let’s go upstairs for dinner. Later, you need to apologize to your brother, got it?"

"Fine. I’ll agree to anything you say!" Hua Xiaomo said with a smile, linking arms with Su Ronghua as they walked upstairs, but a malicious anger simmered deep in her heart. ᴛʜɪs ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ɪs ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ʙʏ 𝗻𝗼𝘃𝗲𝗹⟡𝓯𝓲𝓻𝓮⟡𝙣𝙚𝙩

Humph! *Me* apologize to *him*? This time, if Wen Yajun doesn’t take the initiative to apologize to me, I definitely won’t let him off the hook!!

A beautiful, silvery-grey Lamborghini drove into Chaohu Alley.

"Mom, I have to go out for a bit. There’s something at the company." Hua Xiaomo glanced at her ringing phone.

"Hmm, don’t stay out too late," Su Ronghua said as she watched Hua Xiaomo descend the staircase, a profound look in her eyes.

Some time ago, Qi Longbing had taken the initiative to tell her he was interested in her daughter, and now it seemed they were truly in a romantic relationship. Ah, but how difficult is the path to becoming part of a wealthy family? So many women clamor desperately to get in, but in the end, the majority end up heartbroken.

「At Banshan White House Villa in Jinyin Shoal.」

Yu Bao drove Hua Xiaomo to this place.

As soon as their car entered the villa grounds, Hua Xiaomo, still inside, caught sight of a handsome man walking towards them. He exuded an undeniable aura of nobility. Her hand clutching her purse tightened. Thinking of the phone inside my bag... I’ve already set my phone to camera mode. I can start filming as soon as I turn it on. This time, I *have* to get a nude photo of him. I can’t wait any longer, and I don’t want to!

"Hua Xiaomo, get out of the car," Yu Bao reminded her, noticing her preoccupied expression.

"Hmm." Hua Xiaomo said nothing and quickly stepped out of the car. But before she could even close the door, the man outside swiftly grabbed her hand and pulled her into his embrace.

"Xiao Mo! I’ve been waiting for you for so long. I don’t care, you have to drink a large glass of Lafite as a penalty!" Qi Longbing said with an affectionate smile, holding her with one hand, slipping his other into his pocket as he led her towards the White House Villa.

At the bar, Qi Longbing personally poured her a large glass of Lafite and presented it to her.

Hua Xiaomo gazed at the wine, its color brilliant and its temperature strikingly cold, her expression growing slightly solemn.

"I don’t want to drink... I want to paint," Hua Xiaomo suddenly spoke up.

Qi Longbing chuckled, still guiding the wine glass towards her lips. "Hehe, it seems we’re on the same wavelength! Come, drink this. You’ll be even more inspired later."

Hua Xiaomo looked at him, her gaze deepened. As she drank the wine, a cool liquid slowly spread, nourishing her Dantian.

Qi Longbing gave a dangerously alluring smile, moved the wine glass away, and slowly took a drink himself.

Watching him, Hua Xiaomo thought that he really was an incredibly enchanting man; even the way he drank was captivating, making it hard for anyone to look away.

As Qi Longbing drank, he subtly observed her every expression.

Hua Xiaomo turned her face away, suppressing the pain in her heart, and said, "President Qi, let’s go to the tower. I want to paint."

Qi Longbing’s smile was soft and bewitching...

But once again, Hua Xiaomo avoided him and quickly retorted, "What, don’t you want me to paint you?"

Her words seemed to strike a nerve. Qi Longbing looked at her with a drunken smile. "How do you know I don’t want you to paint me? Baby Xiao Mo, I’ve been longing for this! Come on, let’s go to the tower now!"

Then Qi Longbing grabbed her hand, and they quickly ascended, entering the mysterious top of the tower.

Aside from the stars and drifting clouds, there were also colorful flowers and fireworks; the scenery on the four walls was even more dazzling and vibrant than before.

"Do you like it? I prepared this especially for you," Qi Longbing asked with a broad smile, holding her hand.

"I like it," Hua Xiaomo replied simply, then looked towards the two unchanged items in front of her: one was the statue of Venus, and the other was a painting titled *Venus and the War God*.

It all seemed like it was just yesterday; nothing had changed. How could there be no change? Now, their relationship was no longer merely that of painter and model.

Hua Xiaomo couldn’t help but mock herself in her heart.

"Baby, what are you thinking about? Do you feel like having a boyfriend like me is like living in a dream?" Qi Longbing’s smile was as bright as a blooming flower.

After hearing this, Hua Xiaomo smiled again. "President Qi, you know me too well. That’s exactly what I was thinking."

A faint smile touched her beautiful face, stirring gentle ripples in her emotions.

"Let’s paint! I want to paint a new portrait of you," Hua Xiaomo said, looking at him, a faint, cold light in the depths of her eyes.

Whether it was helplessness, scheming, or that lingering pain, none of it seemed to matter so much anymore. Yes, I’ll be leaving him soon...

"Alright," Qi Longbing answered readily.

Before long, Hua Xiaomo was in the zone. Holding the brush, she looked at Qi Longbing and meticulously painted him, stroke by stroke—his eyes, nose, eyebrows, and the entire contour, with great attention. Alright, since I majored in this, I’ll definitely dedicate myself to painting a good portrait for him. I feel my paintings might not be worth a fortune, but I quite appreciate them myself. I believe I’ll definitely become an outstanding painter. In that case, my paintings will be valuable, and my art will also hold great worth. Of course, I’ll also hold art exhibitions in the future. If my exhibitions feature my paintings, many people will come to buy them. That way, my art will be even more valuable, I’ll gain renown, and then I’ll be a painter in the truest sense. Although I’ve painted many pictures, I can say I like every single one. Yes, I only paint what I like. If I don’t like something, even if someone tried to force me to death, I wouldn’t paint for them.

This was Hua Xiaomo’s character. Hua Xiaomo was a very direct, upright, and straightforward girl. She just did whatever came to mind. She only liked to paint happily, for herself. She didn’t like painting under pressure. If she were in a stressful environment, she wouldn’t be able to create such beautiful paintings. She was serious about every painting, deeply invested in every piece. She would put her heart and soul into painting her works well.