My Destined Lover

Mrs. Wilson followed the headmaster’s line of sight and recognized the painting at a glance.

She looked a little dazed. “Is this painting very good?”

She could only see that it was smudged with patches of color, mottled and messy beauty.

The head of the art group who heard the news rushed to the rescue field.

“Sorry, sorry, these entries should have been put away…”

The head of the art group bowed and apologized, trying to take the oil painting in O ‘Lane’s hand.

O ‘Lane avoided his hand.

He hugged the painting carefully, and his blue eyes were sincere. “Excuse me, who is the creator of this painting, can I see it?”

At this point, the headmaster reacted in hindsight.

I’m afraid this distinguished guest from Europe didn’t come specifically for this painting!

Cautious in tone, he tentatively asked, “O ‘Lane, have you seen this painting before?”

“Of course.” O ‘Lane said, “I watched your live broadcast of the art festival, a very wonderful competition!”

Then he couldn’t help urging, “May I see the owner of this painting? If you can, please take me to see her as soon as possible!”

Mrs. Wilson was still stunned and asked in a low voice, “Principal, why is this distinguished guest so anxious to see the creator?”

The headmaster winked and whispered, “People come for paintings! Come on, call Laura!”

After listening to this explanation, Mrs. Wilson only felt incredible.

All the way from Europe to fly here just for a painting? A picture? !

…

After class, Laura picked up his mobile phone to know that Sheng Hongyu had sent her a message.

“Girl, I think you have good qualifications. Why don’t you join our art association? As long as you are willing to come, the position of vice president will definitely be yours!”

Laura is helpless.

It must be the contact information given by Grandpa Mu, otherwise Uncle Sheng would not have touched this side.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

After tapping on the keyboard a few times, Laura bluntly said, “Thank you for your kindness, but I am not interested in joining the art association.”

Seems to have been waiting for her message, just sent in the past not long, Sheng Hongyu made a phone call directly.

“Girl, don’t refuse so fast!” Sheng Hongyu’s tone is anxious. “Think again-I can wait for you to change your mind at any time!”

Laura pondered for a moment with great face.

“Don’t.” That’s the same answer.

Sheng Hongyu almost begged in a humble voice. “OK, you won’t join if you don’t join. How about hanging a name? You don’t have to do anything, just hang a name…”

Laura Leng Leng, her brow began to show some hesitation.

Do you want to say yes?

Haven’t come up with a result, a classmate found her and sent a message, “Lin, the headmaster is looking for you.”

Laura was still thinking about the answer. Despite the stunned eyes of her classmates, she waved her hand. “You tell the headmaster that I am not free-I won’t go.”

…

Kimberly returned to the Lambert family.

At lunchtime, there was only the collision of chopsticks on the table.

Kimberly took a bite of the fish and suddenly opened his mouth as if unintentionally. “I saw O ‘Lane looking for Sheng Sheng today.”

“O ‘Lane?” Mrs. Taylor frowned. “Who is he?”

“O ‘Lane, a famous teacher of the European Academy of Art, is good at oil painting and is an internationally famous oil painter.”

After explaining, Kimberly muttered, “I don’t know why such a powerful person suddenly looked for Sheng Sheng…”

Mrs. Taylor looked a little pale.

How can a little bitch climb to the big shot all day long, and what kind of shit luck is it?