The UV-proof umbrella, which had been invented by him, could efficiently block UV rays so it was really useful. Once this umbrella had been launched, it had been sold out both at home and abroad.

Long Xi asked Mo Kun, “Brother Kun, what do you think of my painting?”

Mo Kun said, “This picture is ingeniously designed. Your handwriting is wide, and the colors are bold. Moreover, the contrast of colors, especially in the light and dark areas, is striking and really funny! Although the sunflowers you painted are adverse, they're still full of thriving vitality. Are you drawing the sunflowers or yourself?”

Long Xi said with a smile, “You do know me, Brother Kun!”

Mo Kun said while laughing, “Can you give this picture to me? I want to put it in my office.”

Long Xi said with a wide smile, “Here you are! We should not treat it as an entry, for I am reluctant to leave it here. I want to write a few words on it.”

She wrote on the bottom right corner of the picture, “Long Xi, painted in Arles, France on a certain day of a certain month of a certain year. I gave this to my favorite Brother Kun. As long as you are with me, the sun will always s.h.i.+ne!”

Her face was as red as a small apple. Was this confession bold enough?

Mo Kun happily gave her a loving kiss on the face!

Long Xi solemnly handed the painting to him.

Mo Kun put the picture in the storage compartment of the car and then took two bottles of juice out. He handed one of them to Long Xi.

Long Xi switched to another piece of paper. She seemed to pour thick ink on the drawing paper as she drank juice casually. The ink marks were scattered on the entire paper as she added a few strokes and the words “Ink Plum Blossom” in the bottom right corner. Then, she put down the brush.

Mo Kun said with a smile, “You did learn the essence of Xu Yunchang's painting! Did you use the splash-ink technique of the freehand brush work? I only heard that w.a.n.g Mian painted Ink Plum Blossom during the Ming dynasty, but I have never heard of an Ink Sunflower!”

Long Xi laughed and said naughtily, “Now that Ink Plum Blossom, Ink Chrysanthemum and Ink Orchid have come out, why can't there be an Ink Sunflower?”

The compet.i.tion was over. To their surprise, the owner of the fields actually ranked Long Xi's scribble Ink Sunflower at third place and gave her several sunflowers as a prize.

Long Xi bought a nice vase at the market and kept the sunflowers in it.

Long Xi's perspective was always different from other people's. She found the sky in this town extraordinarily blue and the clouds particularly white.

She merrily found some shady gra.s.s on the back of the hillside and lay down with Mo Kun and grandma, looking up at the sky with abandon.

“Grandma, Brother Kun, look!” Long Xi pointed at the sky as she shouted loudly.

Grandma and Mo Kun looked up by following Long Xi's guidance, but only saw white clouds and blue sky. It seemed that there was nothing special! Just blue sky and white clouds…

However, Long Xi saw a fairytale: A beautiful lily bloomed. Two minutes later, the lily attracted a hardworking bee that buzzed constantly. The lily thought the bee was too noisy, so it shook its head to drive it away. However, the little bee said, “I won't leave. I can't leave. I want to gather honey. I'm making the sweetest honey…”

“Do you see them? Here is a marshmallow, and there's a mouse!” Long Xi told Mo Kun with excitement.

“A mouse? No!” Mo Kun did not see anything, even though he stared at the sky for a long time.

As a breeze blew through, they felt really pleasant.

After lying on the gra.s.s and looking at the sky for a period of time, Grandma actually fell asleep again.

“The wind just blew a cat over and it ate the mouse. What a beautiful cartoon this is!” Long Xi, who was very intoxicated, spoke from the heart.

Mo Kun had never expected that Long Xi would pay so much attention to such everlasting but ordinary things. He turned his head and looked at Long Xi's smiling face. In the meantime, he repeated her words in his mind, failing to tell what it was like.

Long Xi indulged and lost her mind in this world mixed with blue and white.

In the evening, they went to the Van Gogh Cafe and enjoyed some leisurely time in the open-air terrace, looking for the footsteps Van Gogh had left in the past.

It was said that Van Gogh's famous oil painting Cafe Terrace at Night was based on the open-air cafe terrace of this coffee shop, which had a long history.

Van Gogh, who had liked the night, had once said, “For me, the night is more energetic and has richer colors than the daytime. Look at the twinkling stars in the sky and the bright lights on the ground. They are both really beautiful and serene!”

This day was another very happy day!

On the next morning, Mo Kun took Long Xi to the headquarters of Givenchy first, for she needed to sighed a contract with them. She intended to officially sell the series of “Flower Language Tribes” to Givenchy and talk about a cooperation.

In the afternoon, Mo Kun drove Long Xi and grandma to visit Town Champagne.

The scenery along the way to the Champagne province was truly beautiful. It was similar to the famous work painted by French impressionist master Monet.

As the car drove up a hill, they saw vineyards all over the mountains and the plains.

Their car entered Town Champagne on the hillside.

What a beautiful scenery!

They could not help but get out of the car and look down. The green vineyards were in harmony with the red roofs.

Mo Kun told them that only about 700 people lived in this small town and that they were all involved in making champagne.

Long Xi said, “Everyone hangs a variety of interesting wrought iron signs on the doors. On some of them there is a farmer picking grapes, a couple making wine or a bottle of champagne that has already been opened. You can hardly smell the breath of business, but the beauty is suffocating here.”

Mo Kun said with a nod, “The best champagne comes from this beautiful place! The people here are indeed affluent!”

Long Xi said, “In fact, they are still unsophisticated, even though they are rich. Judging from their exterior decoration and curtains, they still remain simple people.”

After admiring the beautiful scenery, the three of them got into the car again.

Mo Kun drove the car to a French castle.

Its gate was a wrought iron artwork, and the top of the gate had been designed like a spear tip. Furthermore, a delicate, complicated gold s.h.i.+eld would appear when the two sides of the door were closed.

The path to the old castle was fully dotted with cobblestones decorated with stars and moons. In front of the old castle steps was a pair of silver vivid mermaid sculptures.

Mo Kun told Long Xi and Grandma that these two sculptures were the symbols of this manor, as its name was Mermaid Villa.

There was a piece of trimmed lawn on the right side of the path and a small garden with a wall on the left.

This was Long Xi's first impression of this ancient manor.

A Duke had lived here before, so the owner rented this villa at a high price. Mo Kun spent a lot of money to rent it for a day.

The owner of the castle, who was named Paul, was a middle-aged French man with a big beard. Right now, he and his wife Jana were enthusiastically standing at the door to welcome them.

Paul's ancestors used to be Dukes in France. Later, they had turned into a winemaking family. Paul was already the fifth-generation successor.

Paul said, “Welcome. I hope that you will have a good day here.” The French man did not speak loudly, but his expression was very vivid.

They led the guests to the small garden.

When the enchanting wrought iron gate was opened, they realized that there was another small world there. The garden was surrounded by unique flowers and plants, and there was a lotus pond in the middle with a spectacular white whale fountain sculpture in it.

Two white whale sculptures raised their heads at the base of the dazzling three-story marble fountain, and six curved water columns were being ejected from their mouths before flying into the blue sky. This unusual beauty in midair was scattered like pearls. The splendid sunlight illuminated the water columns and created six rainbows.

A white pigeon stopped at the edge of the pond and looked at them curiously.

Mo Kun led it to his hand with bread. It was completely unafraid of people, so it ate the bread crumbs in Mo Kun's hand leisurely. After filling itself up, it flapped its wings and flew away.

Animals and mankind did make a good combination there!

There was also a cemetery for pets in a secluded corner behind the garden, where every master's pets were buried. After catching sight of the epitaphs, they learned that the pets buried there varied from horse, dogs, and cats, to cows and hawks. The pets there were enviable, as they had been loved by their hosts before their death and had found a place to rest after death.

Plastic cus.h.i.+ons, silver cutlery and a basket of food were all waiting on the gra.s.s in the garden. Meanwhile, a white horse and a black horse were eating gra.s.s in the distance. They were the owner's pets.

The host asked them to sit down, drink tea and eat snacks.

They drank Ceylon Teas and looked at the harvest scene in the vast vineyards in the distance. While listening to the birds twittering and watching the two horses running, they really had a leisurely time.

The hostess also took out a guitar and sang the cla.s.sic French old song La Vie En Rose without any restrictions with the host as she played the guitar.

One of them sang in a crisp and high voice, while the other's voice was low and magnetic. They echoed each other, their voices sounding very congenial.

Mo Kun invited Long Xi to dance with him. Infected by the atmosphere, Long Xi accepted the invitation without hesitation. They casually danced to the rhythm with ease.

At the end of the song, Mo Kun gave Long Xi a meaningful smile and said, “Such a life can be considered a rosy life.”

Then, the two of them wheeled their horses around the vineyard.

They saw strings of fruit, such as agates, hanging on the short branches of trees and workers picking ripe grapes. Although their task was arduous, everyone smiled with satisfaction. No one frowned.

There were several flaming roses in the garden.

Mo Kun said, “These roses are the fortune tellers that predict the growth of the grapes. As long as the roses grow well, the grapes will grow well this year.”

In addition to the roses, there were also large rosebushes, lavender and some unknown flowers. In the distance, large pieces of canola flowers were rooted.

Mo Kun said, “This life is really great. Long Xi, as long as you are willing to lead such a life, I can satisfy your desire.”

Long Xi said a bit proudly, “I'll fight for what I want. I won't ask others to help me. Relying on others will make me feel insecure and lose my dignity. I don't want to be a canary in a golden cage.”

Mo Kun was stunned.

After a long time, he said, “Good, very good! You're the only woman I have ever loved and respected ever since I was born twenty years ago. You're the first and the last woman in my life.”