The leisurely life of rebirth

Fang Monan had heard about Mo Qiaoyun attending the training class. Long Xianghai and the others also knew about the grievances in the Mo family's old house, so at first they ignored Mo Qiaoyun's arrival and even made things difficult for them.

Thinking of how hard it was for the little girl to carry it, they were impressed by the little girl's eagerness to learn, and then they gave her everything they had.

Fang Monan has the so-called attitude. Being studious and relying on one's own abilities is better than being mediocre. Look outwards and don't always focus on the one-third of an acre of land.

Of course, famous teachers give birth to great disciples, and Mo Qiaoyun's transformation really surprised Fang Monan. Judging from her current performance, a true scholar will be impressed after three days of separation!

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If going to college broadened her horizons, then studying with Long Xianghai and the others really improved her realm. Not only did she learn many practical skills that could not be learned in college, she also learned all-round in the name of her grandma.

All kinds of knowledge, including of course all kinds of etiquette.[

Mo Qiaoyun's calm rebuttal was definitely not on target. Regardless of how prosperous his father's business was, he himself was also confident.

In life, there are many things that are opposites, but there are not many things that can be incredibly harmonious, such as artistic value and commercial value.

The artistic value is the unique attribute of the painting itself. As long as someone appreciates it, the artistic value of the painting exists. The commercial value is the value generated by the painting being in the circulation link and being exchanged as a commodity. As an artist, it is fundamental to pay attention to the artistic value; however, art

The value is often reflected in commercial value.

Mo Qiaoyun knows that as a college student at the Academy of Fine Arts, it is impossible to talk about artistic value. That is nonsense! Let alone commercial value. She knows very well how difficult it is to become a master of calligraphy and painting, even if her family is rich, she can fully afford the cost of her painting.

, those who can succeed are very rare, and it also depends on personal opportunities. So she went directly for commercial value. Only with money can she have the confidence to realize her dream step by step. If she can't even feed her stomach, how can she have artistic value.

In the second half of the semester, Mo Qiaoyun began to take on private work and interior design. Of course, these inspirations came from her grandma's villa.

In this process, she was once again tested because she faced all kinds of weird questions raised by customers without understanding. In fact, it was more like making things difficult for her. It was a challenge for her. It was not you who said yes.

That's fine. It only depends on the customer's approval. She slowly accumulated experience and made a name for herself. She has gained a lot in more than three years. If measured in terms of material things, she bought a two-bedroom apartment in Beijing.

A small den in one living room.

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When Ms. Jiang heard that she looked down on her son so much. As a mother, she could still hold it in, but her anger boiled out. She was so angry that she couldn't stop talking. "My son is no longer worthy of you. Ah!"

Her son could only look down on others, and he could never be so disliked by a country girl.

Mo Qiaoyun couldn't laugh or cry after hearing her words, "Mrs. Xiao, you have forgotten your original intention of coming." She reminded her kindly and kindly.

"That's right! You were so angry that you forgot what you were here for?" Ms. Jiang came back to her senses and muttered. Looking at her calm and relaxed look, she was not angry at all. "It's you who are so calm and calm."

, the character of refusing in every possible way has successfully aroused my son’s interest. You can’t change it!”

"Then according to Mrs. Xiao's wishes, how should I change it?" Mo Qiaoyun raised her eyebrows lightly and asked playfully. In fact, she was just about to say that men are cheap! "How should I change it? You can't be like other vain people.

The woman is pestering my son. I know my son's temperament. As long as you become vulgar and pester him vigorously, I guarantee that he will leave you behind in three days." Ms. Jiang said with confidence.

"Pfft..." Fang Monan pursed his lips and snickered, looking at He Junyao and muttering in a low voice, "Ms. Jiang is so self-righteous. She really thinks she is the sun and everyone is surrounding her."

"Some people's mentality is such that they feel good about themselves!" He Junyao echoed.

The two of them didn't speak, and continued to watch, probably because they were listening to this bloody drama!

Mo Qiaoyun curled her lips in disdain, crossed her arms and looked at her calmly, "Mrs. Xiao, do you think that's possible!" The contempt in his eyes was clearly expressed to the other party. Damn! I really thought I was a dish!

Her son is a human being, holding it in his hand like a pearl or a treasure, but other people's lives are like grass, just let them mess around at will!

"What's that look in your eyes? Why did I say it wrong? If you don't want to do this, then you are playing hard to get." Ms. Jiang said with a smile on her face. Every time she heard Mrs. Xiao being called Mrs. Xiao, the meaning of irony was very strong.

Mo Qiaoyun was obviously taken aback when he heard what she said. Then he shook his head in a funny way and cursed in his heart, "You must have taken the wrong medicine!" "Mrs. Xiao, if there is nothing else, I'll take my leave." She stood up and said, come on.

Why are you talking nonsense to her here? It's a waste of time. You have to rush out the design drawings when you get back.

"Huh! You can't leave, you haven't promised me yet!" Ms. Jiang grabbed Mo Qiaoyun who had already stood up.[

"Mom, what are you doing? Let go of Yun'er." A bright man's voice said anxiously.

Ms. Jiang let go of Mo Qiaoyun, but Mo Qiaoyun now had a credit card in his hand.

"Why are you here?" Ms. Jiang looked at her son and asked lovingly.

"Mom! Can I not come?" He suddenly requested, "Mom, I really like Yun'er, please make it happen."

"Impossible!" Ms. Jiang flatly refused. "Don't even think about it. It's me without her, and she without me." She said sternly.

"Mom! Yun'er is very good. Once you get along with her, you will know that she is very good!" He said with all his strength. "Mom, please make it happen!"

"What's good? I don't want you anymore because of money." Ms. Jiang took Mo Qiaoyun's hand and spread it out with a credit card lying quietly on it.

"Impossible, Yun'er won't do this." Xiao Chu shook his head, "Mom, this is your usual trick, I won't believe it."

Ms. Jiang looked at her son, do you believe it? As long as the girl admits it, it will be fine. She looked at Mo Qiaoyun expectantly.

"Mrs. Xiao, I look so weak and can be bullied." Mo Qiaoyun's eyes were filled with anger, and he could do such a thing.

"Why do you still want to pretend to be innocent after accepting money?" Ms. Jiang looked at Mo Qiaoyun sideways and said, she really has such a mouth that she can say whatever she wants.

"Chu'er, you came just in time. All three of us are here, playing gongs and drums in front of each other. Chu'er, please listen to what Miss Mo said first." Ms. Jiang said proudly.

Mo Qiao looked at the mother and son in a speechless tone. For the sake of a peaceful life in the future, it would be best to solve the problem, "Xiao Chu! I just made it clear to your mother that I don't want to have anything to do with you. This matter is something I don't want to do."

, it has nothing to do with your mother, do you understand?"

"There's still this money, I'll take it." Mo Qiaoyun held it between two fingers and shook it. You have to charge a surprise fee to use me!

Ms. Jiang was so happy! This girl admitted it in person, which was so unexpected.

"Impossible! My mother must have forced you." Xiao Chu kept shaking his head and said, "I know my mother's methods very well. Doesn't she have the student status and family members to force you?"

Mo Qiaoyun looked at him and said word by word, "Xiao Chu, no one forced me. It's just that I don't like you."

"My mother must have forced you." Xiao Chu suddenly took Mo Qiaoyun's hand and walked out. "We went to a place where no one knows..."

Before he finished speaking, "Let go! You're crazy!" Mo Qiaoyun raised his voice and shouted, trying hard to shake off his restraining hand.

"You must have watched too many Qiong Yao dramas!" Fang Monan shook his head and laughed. "I follow other people's example and elope! It's really childish."

"Art comes from life."

"Pfft..." Fang Monan laughed and fell into He Junyao's arms.[

It’s already so cruel, is there anything more cruel? As expected, Fang Monan was not disappointed. A lazy voice said, “Please let go of my girlfriend!”

A man wearing a black suit and leather shoes, looking like a successful man, grabbed Xiao Chu's hand, and Xiao Chu had to let go of Mo Qiaoyun's hand in pain.

He took the opportunity to bring Mo Qiaoyun into his arms. Just when Mo Qiaoyun was about to struggle, he lowered his head and whispered in her ear, "If you want to get rid of that mother and son, just listen to me."

Mo Qiaoyun looked up and saw that he had a tall figure, a bronze complexion, and clear and deep facial features, like Greek sculptures. His dark and deep icy eyes looked wild and unrestrained, evil and sexy. His three-dimensional facial features were sharp.

He was as handsome as ever, and his whole person exuded a kingly aura that shocked the world. There was a wild and unrestrained smile on his evil and handsome face.

Mo Qiaoyun said quietly, "Sir, please let go, I don't know you." She didn't want to drive away wolves at the front door and attract tigers at the back door, and when she saw the other person, she didn't want to be trifled with. He looked like someone who had been in society for a long time.

They are not the flowers in Xiao Chu's greenhouse. They will never come back again after the anger has gone.

"Baby, don't be angry with me again, I'm sorry I'm late." He begged carefully, and looked affectionate. He smiled inwardly, and was in a good mood. It had been a long time since he had seen a woman who could not be so infatuated.

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"Let go!" Mo Qiaoyun scolded lightly, "otherwise, don't blame me for being rude."

"Yun'er, who is he?" Xiao Chu asked angrily, looking like he had been cuckolded.

"Didn't you tell me? I am Yun'er's boyfriend." His big hands tightened around Mo Qiaoyun's shoulders like iron vise.

"It turns out that there has been a wild man for a long time. Chu'er has seen clearly that he is not an innocent girl at all." Ms. Jiang took the opportunity to add jealousy.

"Mrs. Xiao, I respect you as an elder, please don't slander my reputation." Mo Qiaoyun's little face became even more beautiful with anger.

"Ha! Qingyu, she cuddled with a wild man in public, I didn't know she would still have Qingyu." Ms. Jiang had a sharp and mean face, insulting Mo Qiaoyun to the fullest.

"Ma'am, please shut up, we are men...!" Before he could finish his words, he suddenly shouted.

It turned out that Mo Qiaoyun was wearing high heels and stepped hard on his feet. When he was not prepared, Mo Qiaoyun grabbed his elbow in the opposite direction with her right hand, then quickly cut in and pressed her hips against his waist.

Pulling the other person towards him, with a 'bang...' sound, he lay down firmly on the ground with his back stretched out. (To be continued...)

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