After I caught the scumbag cheating, Mr. Xiao wanted to marry me

Chapter 357: Finding a Ghostwriter

Butler Zhao was stunned and looked at her in disbelief.

"You, what did you say? What do you mean 'it's not your painting'? Didn't you spend days in the studio painting this?"

This was the painting that made Zhao Yue famous, and Butler Zhao remembered it clearly. Yueyue put a lot of effort into painting this picture, working almost non-stop. When she finished it, she fainted and stayed in the hospital for several days.

Housekeeper Zhao felt very sorry for his daughter at that time, and since then he has always reminded her to balance work and rest and to take care of her health.

But now Yueyue says that the painting was not drawn by her. How is that possible?!

"Yueyue, don't dare say that..."

"I'm not saying anything." Zhao Yue grabbed the clothes on her chest, pulling so hard that her fingers were deformed. "Dad, this has been buried in my heart for a long time. I didn't dare to tell anyone. At first, I couldn't even sleep soundly, for fear of saying it in my dreams."

"I have no other choice now. Before it's exposed, I'm telling you in advance. You can also give me some advice."

"Wait a moment, I'll take it easy." Butler Zhao felt that he could not hold on any longer, so he slowly moved to the living room and sat down on the sofa.

"What else are you hiding from me? Tell me now so I won't be caught off guard. Yueyue, Dad is old and his heart can't stand it."

Zhao Yue looked embarrassed and lowered her head in embarrassment.

In fact, she had wanted to talk to someone for a long time, and she had wanted to tell her father before, but every time she saw his proud eyes, she couldn't say it.

"After I graduated, I couldn't sell my paintings. I was frustrated, and then the old lady saw me. She asked me to use all my skills to paint a picture. I knew then that my chance had come."

Zhao Yue took a deep breath as she spoke. "I've locked myself up in the studio and painted many paintings, but none of them satisfied me. I can't even pass this test, let alone the old lady's."

"Dad, I was scared. I knew at that time that my talent was limited. But I was unwilling to give up. I was unwilling to admit defeat. Xiao Yan is so outstanding, I also have to have something to show for myself to be worthy of him."

Butler Zhao's face looked grim: "I remember you went out once during this period."

Zhao Yue's face turned pale. "Yes, I went out to find a junior student and asked him to draw a picture for me."

The junior student was Zhou Shiming, the best student in her next class, and had great talent in painting.

Both his parents are deceased and he is extremely introverted. In the words of the Internet, he suffers from severe social anxiety.

Zhao Yue accidentally helped him at school, and Zhou Shiming liked her.

She took advantage of Zhou Shiming's love and persuaded him to help her paint.

Originally, she planned to do this only once, but unexpectedly, Zhou Shiming's painting was not only liked by the old lady, but also won the praise of experts, helping her gain fame.

Later, her own paintings were mediocre. Zhao Yue was really afraid that others would say that her talent had run out and her works were short-lived, so she didn't dare let the old lady see the clues.

The Xiao family can support her once, but they can't support and help her all the time.

From then on, she often asked Zhou Shiming to write for her. This situation lasted for several years and was never exposed.

When Butler Zhao heard this, his eyes trembled: "That Zhou Shiming, has he ever touched you?"

Zhao Yue paused: "No."

To be precise, we didn't do it to the end. Other than that, we did everything a couple could do.

Although Zhou Shiming is socially anxious, he is also a proud man. How can we persuade him to write for us without giving him some benefits?

Every time he wanted to go all the way, Zhao Yue lied to him and said that she was not in good health and could not bear it, and asked him to wait until she recovered.

But this trick has not been working well recently. Zhou Shiming can't get her and has begun to doubt her sincerity.

Butler Zhao really didn't know what to say, and his eyes were red with anger.

"You are confused, Yueyue, didn't you always say that you wanted to marry the young master? How could...ah..."

Zhao Yue pursed her lips, tears streaming down her face. "I can't help it. One wrong step leads to another. Now I can't turn back."

No one can accept the contrast of falling from a great height. She was praised too highly and it is difficult to get off the tiger.

Butler Zhao closed his eyes. Who said it wasn’t true? He was the same now.

From the moment I chose to help my daughter, there was no turning back.

"You two are the only ones who know about this, right?"

Zhao Yue nodded: "Yes."

How could she possibly publicize something concerning her career? She even hid it from Wang Ping.

Butler Zhao thought for a moment and said, "Where is Zhou Shiming now? You have to go find him and keep him calm first. As long as he doesn't tell anyone and you don't let him know, no one can..."

Before she could finish her words, Zhao Yue's cell phone rang.

She took it out and took a look at it. When she did, all the color drained away from her face.

"Dad, it's too late. Zhou Shiming is being interviewed."