When Qin Yu and Fang Panpan arrived at City A, Fang Panpan couldn't help saying, "Xiaoyu, isn't it too unworthy for us to come back like this? Look at Fang Liyuan's arrogant face. Maybe she is making up stories behind our back."

Qin Yu had thought that those people had exaggerated and coaxed her to go to the North.

But when she saw Fang Liyuan come to ask for help in person, Qin Yu knew how serious the matter was, so Qin Yu immediately went to the North.

Coincidentally, just as Qin Yu was about to arrive in the North, Qiao Shaoting woke up.

Then Fang Liyuan asked Qin Yu to go back.

The reason why Fang Liyuan did so was to make people think that Qin Yu was a heartless person.

Fang Panpan was sure that Fang Liyuan would definitely talk nonsense. For example, Fang Liyuan would say that she had begged Qin Yu for help, but Qin Yu refused to come regardless of Qiao Shaoting's life.

That was not the truth.

But Qin Yu and Fang Panpan had come back, so it was hard to explain.

Qin Yu lowered her head, and her long and thick eyelashes trembled slightly. "Panpan, do you think I will care what Fang Liyuan says behind my back?"

Then Qin Yu smiled bitterly. "On the contrary, I would like her to say so."

Fang Panpan was not convinced.

She stamped her feet and said, "Xiaoyu, how can you let her say that? She is slandering you. You are not such a heartless person at all."

Qin Yu shook her head and said, "Isn't it good to make Qiao Shaoting think that I'm such a heartless person. In that way, he will completely give up on me. That's what I want."

Fang Panpan was stunned. "Xiaoyu, you..."

Qin Yu looked up at Fang Panpan and took a deep breath. "Well, Panpan, forget it. Let's forget what happened today. We'd better continue our life and don't mention anyone in the North again."

Fang Panpan opened her lips and wanted to say something, but she didn't.

Since Qiao Shaoting had woken up and Fang Panpan and Qin Yu had returned to City A, it was useless to say anything now.

Moreover, Qin Yu was quite firm. She still didn't want to have anything to do with Qiao Shaoting.

When Qin Yu heard that Qiao Shaoting was in danger, she made an exception to go back to the North.

Now that the danger was resolved, Qin Yu and Qiao Shaoting would still be no more than strangers.

Fang Panpan stopped talking, and Qin Yu looked out of the window.

The car was driving very fast.

The scenery at the roadside kept retreating in front of Qin Yu's eyes.

A vague light flashed through Qin Yu's eyes.

Waston, Old Mrs. Qiao, and Fang Liyuan would definitely tell Qiao Shaoting that Qin Yu was heartless and cruel. Fang Liyuan might even cook up some unbelievable stories.

But that's good.

At least Qiao Shaoting would give up on Qin Yu.

They would be strangers from now on.

Qin Yu smiled.

But it was extremely bitter.

Qiao Palace, the North.

Waston received a call from Qiao Shaoting.

Qiao Shaoting asked Waston to find the best painter in the world for him.

Waston was dumbfounded.

He even doubted that he had heard it wrong.

Why did Mr. Qiao want to see the best painter in the world?

What was he going to do?

Waston asked, "Mr. Qiao, do you really want me to find the best painter in the world?"

"Yes," Qiao Shaoting answered Waston affirmatively.

After a moment's hesitation, Waston said, "Mr. Qiao, I will go and find right now, but I want to tell you something, though I do not know whether it is appropriate."

"Since you don't think it's appropriate to say it, then stop," Qiao Shaoting said.

Although Qiao Shaoting said so, Waston plucked up his courage and said, "Mr. Qiao, you didn't wake up from your dream before, which made Qiao Palace a mess. If you are in a dream for a long time, not only Qiao Palace but also the North will be in a mess."

"The internal strife of the North is easy to solve, but if other countries know about it, the consequences will be unimaginable. So Mr. Qiao, please think twice and work harder. This is the duty as the top leader of the North."

Waston plucked up all his courage to say that.

Waston knew that his words would definitely make Qiao Shaoting unhappy and even punish him, but he couldn't be afraid.

Waston had to do this for the sake of the North.

However, to Waston's surprise, Qiao Shaoting wasn't as angry as he had expected. Instead, Qiao Shaoting said in a low voice, "I see."

Waston was astonished.

He had been waiting for Qiao Shaoting's scold, but he didn't expect that Qiao Shaoting would be so calm, which made Waston at a loss what to do.

After a long while, Waston came to his senses. "Well, Mr. Qiao, I'm going to find the painter now."

In City A.

Pei Shaomu told Wen Tian that he invited the painter to draw a family painting for them.

Wen Tian smiled.

She said, "Pei Shaomu, you are too old-fashion. People like taking photos now."

Pei Shaomu smiled and said, "We often take photos now, so it's meaningful to have a family painting. Think about it. Every year, the four of us take photos together. Isn't it good to be different this year?"

Wen Tian disagreed with Pei Shaomu.

In her eyes, the portrait was something from the old times.

Taking photos was a better choice.

Although Wen Tian didn't agree with Pei Shaomu, she agreed with him out of respect.

Later, the painter came to paint for the four people of the Pei family.

Wen Tian agreed with Pei Shaomu drawing their portraits because she did not want to let him down, but she didn't expect that the portraits the painter drew would surprise her.

Wen Tian was so satisfied with the painting.

It was even more beautiful than the photo.

Wen Tian liked it very much, so she immediately asked the painter to draw a picture of her and Pei Shaomu alone.

But the painter said that he could only draw a picture a day, and it would not be so good if he continued to draw.

"Miss Wen, how about I come the day after tomorrow? I have to paint for the president of the North tomorrow, so I can only come again the day after tomorrow," the painter said.

Wen Tian was stunned.

The president of the North?

Wasn't that Qiao Shaoting?

Wen Tian asked, "Why did the president of the North want you to draw for him?"

The painter said, "I don't know yet. The president's subordinate came to me and told me that the president of the North asked me to draw a portrait for him. As for why the president does that, I don't know."

Wen Tian muttered, "How weird it is!"

With a smile, Pei Shaomu put her arms around Wen Tian's waist and said, "Well, it is the president's right to do that."

Wen Tian said, "You always speak for Qiao Shaoting."

Pei Shaomu said, "I'm not defending Qiao Shaoting. I'm just being reasonable."

(to be continued)