In the exhibition, although some people knew that Zheng Jing was a woman with a family, more people didn’t know that such a thing was happening.

So as soon as these words came out, the crowd suddenly burst into flames.

"Look at Master Zuomen is so handsome and Miss Zheng Jing is so beautiful. Maybe they are just a couple!"

"That's right, look at how good they are even a handsome man and a beautiful woman."

The girls who were already a little gossiped in the crowd began to be unable to hold back, and they kept sharing this news with the good sisters they came with.

"Don't talk nonsense, how could Zheng Jing be a pair with Master Zuomen? He is married, and he even brought his husband here today."

Finally, these rumors spread to the ears of a person who only reached Zheng Jing's family.

One passing through ten, ten passing through hundreds, and soon it spread to the ears of those who came to the exhibition.

The men are naturally too lazy to listen to these gossip news, but they are always attracted by Zheng Jing's beauty, but the women are different. Their envy and appreciation from the beginning have transformed into two other different attitudes.

"Zheng Jing has a husband?

Then why did she deliberately wear couple outfits with Master Zuomen? Could it be that she wants to take a boat for two days?"

"If I were Zheng Jing, I would definitely choose Zuomen Master."

Another woman with heavy makeup and dressed up with a demonic look rolled her eyes and said to the sisters around her.

"Um?

Did you see Zheng Jing’s husband? I’m afraid that it’s not even worth the money of a pair of shoes from the Zuomen Master.”

"That's right, although he is quite handsome, he looks like a pauper at first sight, and it is said that he is still married into a marriage!"

Another important news spread among the crowd, and the increasing discussion made the left door frown.

"Okay, okay, everyone, calm down first, listen to me!"

The left door finally spoke at this moment.

"The next time is the moment to witness the miracle. I will use the skills I have learned over the years to draw a lifelike Miss Zheng Jing within ten minutes!"

As soon as the Zuomen said this, all the young men and women in the exhibition burst into tears except for a burst of cheers.

"Oh my God, I heard it right in ten minutes. It takes at least two or three days to draw a good portrait, not to mention that there are so many people! I will be disturbed!"

"Master Zuomen is really amazing. I must learn from Master Zuomen."

"That's right, look at Zheng Jing's husband's cowardly look, and he doesn't have the temperament of a master of the Left Sect. I see, Zheng Jing is really blind after finding such a husband."

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Ye Nantian didn't take what he said to everyone, but instead raised his lips and shook his head with a smile.

"The following is the moment to witness miracles. Please don't blink!"

Zuomen said another sentence. At this time, the drawing board was ready, and Zheng Jing, as a model, also arranged her movements as required.

Zheng Jing put his hand around her waist. The white dress could not stop Zheng Jing's moving curves at all. Zheng Jing, who was still, seemed to be like a work of art.

The brush on the left door has never stopped since then, and has been waving on the canvas continuously. The seemingly irregular traces of brush strokes actually contain the art of painting.

The people participating in the art exhibition gradually calmed down, staring at the left door and the still Zheng Jing.

The voice became smaller and smaller until everyone's eyes were gathered on Zuomen and Zheng Jing.

The left door waved the brush with one hand and the other hand behind it, which made people feel that it was an art to just look at the left door to paint.

"alright!"

Ten minutes passed in a flash. As Zuomen put down his brush, people's eyes naturally gathered on Zuomen's paintings.

"My God, this...it's so perfect. I never thought that a painting like this would take only ten minutes."

Zheng Jing on the picture is really lifelike. In just ten minutes, although he was unable to draw the details of Zheng Jing one by one, the charm was exactly the same as Zheng Jing.

"Miss Zheng Jing, this painting is the gift I give you."

The left door's eyes were full of pride, and he turned his painting over to Zheng Jing to take a look.

Staying still for ten minutes is actually a very tiring job, especially when Zheng Jing was just now able to move.

Zheng Jing was not standing firmly, so she lost her center of gravity and fell towards the back.

Ye Nantian's eyes had never left Zheng Jing. Seeing Zheng Jing like this, Ye Nantian was even more anxious. He wanted to push away the crowds and go forward to catch Zheng Jing. How could he bear the slightest harm of his wife in front of him?

"careful!"

The left door took the lead and actually hugged Zheng Jing in his arms.

What a picture of a hero saving beauty.

Those who participated in the art exhibition all bulged their hands.

"Master Zuomen is so handsome. Not only is he good-looking, but he is also so gentlemanly. It's so..."                                               �

I don’t know who gave this title, but the people who came to participate in the art exhibition followed behind and started to make excitement.

"I'm sorry, I...I didn't mean it."

Zheng Jing struggled to get up from the left door's arms, but for some reason, her body didn't have any strength at this time.

Finally, he stood up with the help of the left door, but the moment he got up, Zheng Jing felt that the strength on his legs seemed to have disappeared, and he fell softly into the arms of the left door again, and the left door helped him up again.

"Wow! These two people are just a match. Not being together is simply against the law of nature!"

There was actually a stupid girl at the art exhibition. Even though he knew that Zheng Jing was a family member, he still said such words. Didn’t this intention make Ye Nantian unhappy?

Zheng Jing felt a sense of powerlessness burst out from her body at this time, but with the support of two maids, everyone in the exhibition thought that Zheng Jing had just sprained her ankle, and even Ye Nantian thought so.

"Okay, okay, Miss Zheng Jing may feel a little uncomfortable. I'd better ask these two staff to help Miss Zheng in the staff lounge to rest."

Seeing Zheng Jing's appearance at the left door, the corner of her mouth raised a curve. In half an hour, the effect of the medicine happened to occur.
Chapter completed!