After the divorce, the wealthy ex-husband completely lost control

Chapter 367

Shen Qingyao subconsciously glanced at the drawing in Shen Linhai's hand, and his gaze was slightly suffocated.

It is a manor design drawing that combines era elements and Republic of China style, and there is a sense of déjà vu.

Shen Qingyao remembered that he had seen it in the photos collected by his grandfather Shen Linhai.

Although it is only a quick glance, this design drawing perfectly integrates several attractions that his grandfather Shen Linhai and grandmother Huang Rongzhen miss and cherish the most, retaining the unique taste of that era, but also incorporating the aesthetic and historical charm of the Republican style, and the designer obviously understands the real needs of his grandfather and grandmother.

Shen Linhai's excitement speaks for itself.

This blueprint hit him.

Shen Qingyao couldn't help but glance at Shangguan Linlin.

Shangguan Linlin's face was a little hesitant, and he was a little cautiously tempted.

She did not answer Shen Linhai positively, but asked him cautiously: "Does grandpa like it?"

Shen Linhai was excited and relieved, "If your grandmother sees it, she must like it very much."

Saying that, he couldn't help but look at Shangguan Linlin, his eyes were full of tears, and his eyes were full of gratification: "My family's little concubine has a chance, and she can design such a beautiful work at a young age."

Shangguan Lin smiled awkwardly: "Grandpa likes it."

Shen Qingyao glanced at her, saw that the front just reached the red light intersection, he stopped the car, and then turned his head and stretched out his hand to Shen Linhai: "Grandpa, I'll take a look."

Shen Linhai hurriedly handed the drawing to Shen Qingyao, not forgetting to praise Shen Qingyao: "Xiaoyaozi, you see, what grandpa wants is this style of manor, and Xiao Yu'er completely designed it in grandpa's heart." I myself can't say what I want, but when I look at this drawing, eh, this is it. It's still my little concubine who knows grandpa best.

Shen Qingyao reluctantly smiled at him and took the drawing he handed over.

If you look closely, you can really feel the heart of the work, from the large structure to the color matching, to the details, every link is very attentive.

But Shen Qingyao remembered that he had seen Shangguan Linlin's works.

Whether it is her previous works or the design plan of the manor recently given to him, her style is a dark and absurd style, more inclined to postmodernism, belonging to the kind that most people can't understand but are all stunned back by her as "not understanding art", and the style of walking in front of her is a completely different style.

"You designed this?"

asked Shen Qingyao, looking at her.

He remembered that Shangguan Linlin did not answer Shen Linhai positively just now.

Shen Linhai immediately straightened his face: "So knowing my preferences and needs, of course, it is only possible that your sister designed it, do you still need to ask?"

Shen Qingyao said, his black eyes still looking at Shangguan Linlin, "You designed this?" Shangguan

Linlin was inexplicably a little weak-hearted, but under such a weakness, he couldn't help but straighten his back and bluff.

"Of course, I designed it, otherwise who do you think designed it?" The words of admission blurted out in his heart, and after speaking, Shangguan Linlin was not afraid, and took the drawing from Shen Qingyao's hand.

Shen Linhai also looked at Shen Qingyao dissatisfied: "Look, I said that it was designed by your sister, and you still have to question her."

Shen Qingyao glanced at Shangguan Linlin and did not speak.

Shen Zhengyang smiled and played round: "Qingyao is not to question, the main thing is that Xiao Yuer's work is designed too well, Qingyao is amazing."

Shen Linhai was very pleased with this, and said with a smile: "It's really good, I can't believe that our little Yu'er can design such a good work, or specially designed for grandparents."

Shangguan Lin smiled awkwardly: "Grandpa likes it." "