Pampered By Mr President!

Mei Ning had a meal and found a corner to sit down.

Before taking two bites, there was someone sitting across from him. She raised her eyes to see that it was Hans.

Speaking of which, besides Yue Yiming in the gallery, she can say a few words to Hans.

"Brother Hans."

Hans coughed dryly: "I didn't tell you, just call my name."

"Not so good."

"It's not very nice for you to call."

"Why don't you even misunderstand my relationship with the boss."

Hearing Meining's words, Hans sighed: "Xiaoxin, you really have no idea about our boss?"

Meining frowned: "Didn't I say, I have a fiance."

"But the boss obviously has ideas for you?"

"······"

"By the way, why didn't you eat together today?"

Mei Ning was silent, feeling very heavy.

She just wanted to have a place to stay here, and then learn to paint with their boss, but she did not expect that colleagues in the gallery would now look at her and her boss like this.

"My boss and I only have a relationship between apprentices and subordinates. Is it weird not to dine together?"

"But you guys were all together before?"

"Brother Hans!"

"Okay, okay, I won't talk about it, let's wait for you to find out by yourself."

Before, Hans thought Meining had lied, but now it seems that she really didn't mean that to their boss.

After lunch, go back to the studio.

She stood by the door of the studio and looked at the closed office next to her, feeling a little confused.

She feels that it is not good for her to live with Yue Yiming now. She should find a place to move out by herself. Otherwise, if other colleagues know that she has been living under the same roof with their boss, then she can't explain it even more. Up.

It's time for work now, so let's wait for the evening to go back.

Mei Ning was restless, and one of the morning paintings hadn't been finished yet.

She picked up the color palette, picked up the paintbrush, and froze for a long time without writing.

At this moment, the door of the room was pushed open, and she returned to her senses, turning around to see Yue Yiming walking in from outside.

"boss···"

Yue Yiming approached the corners of his lips, looked at the drawing board, raised his eyebrows: "Why don't you tell me when you encounter a problem?"

Meining was a little embarrassed: "No more, I haven't started yet."

Yue Yiming shook his head: "When you draw, you must be mindful. Your writing is messy and a little slow. What are you thinking about?"

Mei Ning really didn't expect Yue Yiming to see this?

There was a moment of guilty conscience.

Yue Yiming sighed lightly: "What else can't you say?"

Mei Ning thought, since Yue Yiming had asked, she might as well take this opportunity to tell him her thoughts.

"It's not that it can't be said, but... this question is embarrassing. I don't know how to tell you."

With a smile in his eyes, Yue Yiming asked knowingly, "Oh? What's the problem?"

Mei Ning gave a light cough and said with a tangled expression: "It's that the colleagues in the gallery always misunderstand the relationship between me and you."

Yue Yiming raised his eyebrows: "Really? What did they say?"

Mei Ning let out an ‘ah’ and looked at Yue Yiming: "Didn’t you hear about it?"

Yue Yiming frowned and shook his head: "No."

Meining thought again, yes, he is the boss, he is in his office all day long, and even if his colleagues do not dare to talk nonsense in front of him even if he goes downstairs, he has not heard of it, and it is reasonable.

But in this way, she said it even more embarrassing.

"That's... they all say that I am a couple with you."

When Yue Yiming heard this, he immediately laughed: "Really?"

Mei Ning's cheeks flushed slightly and nodded: "Yeah."