Wen Tian knew that Pei Shaomu was right.

Qiao Shaoting had the right to do whatever he wanted.

So although Wen Tian was a little unhappy, she agreed to let the painter come again the day after tomorrow.

After the painter left, Wen Tian asked Pei Shaomu, "What does Qiao Shaoting invite the drawer to serve for him?"

Pei Shaomu had a guess in his mind, but he didn't speak it out.

Pei Shaomu replied, "I don't know."

Wen Tian said, "I guess he asks the painter to draw himself. After all, he looks so narcissistic. He must want the painter to draw his appearance and hang it to satisfy himself."

Pei Shaomu was stunned.

He didn't think Qiao Shaoting was narcissistic.

Moreover, even if Qiao Shaoting was narcissistic, he did have the qualification to do that.

After all, in terms of appearance, Qiao Shaoting was indeed impeccable.

Of course, Pei Shaomu didn't say that to Wen Tian, or she would be unhappy.

The next day came soon.

The painter arrived at Qiao Palace.

Qiao Shaoting was wearing a formal suit. He asked the painter to draw a portrait of two people.

The painter was stunned for a moment. "Mr. President, you are the only one here."

There should be two people here.

Qiao Shaoting gave a photo to the painter.

The girl in the photo was very young with clear eyes and white teeth. She was smiling brightly.

Qiao Shaoting said to the painter, "Draw her by my side." After a pause, he added in a low voice, "She should be in my arms."

The painter was dumbfounded.

He had drawn so many paintings, and it was the first time that he had heard such a strange request.

The painter said, "Mr. President, I'm afraid the painting will be not so good. Can you let this girl come here? If there are only pictures, it will be difficult to finish the painting."

A hint of loneliness flashed through Qiao Shaoting's eyes. "I can't find her. I've lost her, so she will not come here."

The painter was confused by Qiao Shaoting's words, but through the loneliness and bitterness in Qiao Shaoting's eyes, the painter felt that the girl in the photo might have died.

The painter could only say, "Mr. President, I'll try my best to draw it. Is the girl drawn in the same way as she was in the photo? Do her expression and clothes remain the same?"

Qiao Shaoting stared at Qin Yu in the photo for a moment and then answered, "Nothing changes except wearing a wedding dress."

Qiao Shaoting owed Qin Yu a wedding.

Unfortunately, Qin Yu left before she could put on the wedding dress.

Qiao Shaoting tried his best to get Qin Yu back.

Unfortunately, he failed.

What had happened this time made Qiao Shaoting realize that Qin Yu would never come to the North.

An hour later, the painter showed the finished work to Qiao Shaoting.

It was a portrait of Qiao Shaoting and Qin Yu.

Qiao Shaoting was handsome in a suit, while Qin Yu, in a white wedding dress, snuggled up happily in Qiao Shaoting's arms.

It was a very beautiful portrait as if it was true.

Qin Yu was right next to Qiao Shaoting, nestling in Qiao Shaoting's arms.

Unfortunately, it was just a wish.

Even so, Qiao Shaoting stared at the portrait with a smile on his face.

He was very satisfied.

After the painter left, Qiao Shaoting called Waston over and showed the portrait to him.

Waston was stunned.

It turned out that Qiao Shaoting called the painter for this.

"Waston, is it beautiful?" Qiao Shaoting asked Waston.

Waston said with a bitter smile, "It's beautiful."

Unfortunately, it looked weird because it was fake.

Qiao Shaoting smiled.

He said in a low voice, "It's really beautiful. I'll hang it here from now on."

Qiao Shaoting pointed at the top of the bed in the bedroom.

Waston was shocked. He said, "Mr. Qiao, Miss Qin..."

Before he could finish his words, Qiao Shaoting interrupted, "I know she's not here, but in my heart, she's still with me."

"Mr. Qiao, government affairs are important," Waston reminded Qiao Shaoting again.

Waston was afraid that Qiao Shaoting wouldn't be able to get out of his dream again. Although Qiao Shaoting wouldn't be in a coma, the consequences would still be unimaginable.

"I know." Taking a glance at Waston, Qiao Shaoting added, "Government affairs won't be delayed."

Since Qiao Shaoting had said so, Waston couldn't say anything more. He could only think that if Qiao Shaoting wanted to continue to immerse himself in the dream, he would discuss it with Bai Hongzhang.

As far as Waston was concerned, although Qiao Shaoting had woken up, the situation was not optimistic.

Once Qiao Shaoting made a mistake, the North would be in big trouble.

The day passed quickly.

The painter arrived at Pei's house.

He drew a portrait for Pei Shaomu and Wen Tian.

Pei Shaomu and Wen Tian stood in the garden, holding hands and smiling. Cherry blossoms fell from above, which was breathtaking.

The painter vividly expressed the beautiful scene.

Wen Tian liked it very much.

But before the painter left, she asked him what Qiao Shaoting had asked him to draw yesterday.

Normally, the painter wouldn't answer.

But the identities of Wen Tian and Pei Shaomu were not ordinary. Besides, the paintings of Qiao Shaoting were not something shameful, so the painter told her the truth.

Wen Tian was stunned.

She didn't expect that Qiao Shaoting would have such a strange request.

"What does that girl look like?" Wen Tian asked.

The painter roughly described it.

Wen Tian knew it was Qin Yu.

At this moment, Wen Tian had mixed feelings.

The painter said, "Although the North president is very young, he is a devoted lover. His lover has passed away, but he still can't forget her. He even specially asked me to make a painting for him and his lover."

Wen Tian was stunned.

She said, "What nonsense are you talking about? What do you mean by the death of Qiao Shaoting's lover?"

The painter explained, "If the girl were still alive, the president would not have given a photo. Besides, the North president said that he couldn't see her anymore. Of course, she is dead. Otherwise, with the president's power, how could he not see a girl?"

Wen Tian didn't say anything.

The painter misunderstood it, but there was no need for her to explain.

Moreover, after hearing this matter, Wen Tian was not in the mood to explain anything.

After the painter left, Wen Tian said to Pei Shaomu with a complicated look on her face, "Shaomu, I didn't expect that Qiao Shaoting would do that."

Pei Shaomu had expected this, so he was not surprised. He just pursed his lips and thought of something.

He knew that Qiao Shaoting loved Qin Yu deeply.

Otherwise, it was impossible for Pei Shaomu to make a match between Qin Yu and Qiao Shaoting again and again.

It seemed that Pei Shaomu had done the right thing.

Qiao Shaoting indeed loved Qin Yu very much.

During this period of time, Qiao Shaoting must have made a lot of efforts to get back Qin Yu, but all of them were useless. Pei Shaomu was afraid that Qiao Shaoting had given up.

Otherwise, Qiao Shaoting wouldn't have asked the painter to draw such a painting.

Qiao Shaoting had long wanted to put on the wedding dress for Qin Yu himself, not just in the painting.

So what Qiao Shaoting had done could only prove one thing.