Love Strategy: CEO He is Really Scheming！

When the two arrived home, it was the servant who opened the door.

”Young Master, oh, Junior Young Master Seys is here too. The meal is ready, please, two young masters. How did you get hurt? Did you get into a fight?”

Ryan and Finley ate quickly, as boys tend to do, finishing in ten minutes and heading upstairs.

The servant brought the medicine box upstairs. Finley took the box, closed the door, and went into the bathroom to take a shower.

When Finley came out, he saw Ryan admiring some paintings and his face darkened as he strode over, ”Ryan, put that down!”

Ryan blocked Finley’s body, commenting on the art, ”Hey Finley, isn’t this a painting of Iris? All three of them are. Finley, your painting skills are on another level compared to Iris. You’re so good, why don’t you teach her?”

”Ryan, put the painting down!” Finley growled at Ryan, ”If you damage my painting, I won’t let it go!”

”.....Is it that serious?” Ryan muttered, tossing the painting to an angry Finley, ”This is of Iris, why can’t I hold it and look? Finley, you’re too petty. You’ve painted Iris’s portrait, planning to give it to her? That’s putting romance before friendship. Iris and I have the same birthday; you can’t just give it to her and not to me!”

Finley grabbed the painting and put it away, his brows furrowed deeply, ”Who said I haven’t given her one? Iris Seys disdained them!”

Ryan looked at the painting and instantly understood, sneering, ”Of all things to give, you choose a painting. Is there any painting in the world that can compare to the one in her room she treasures? Even if I touch it, she would fight me over it! But I remember, when we were kids, you touched that painting, and Iris splashed you with paint. What did you say then? Oh right! You said—what’s so great about a painting, you could just paint one for her when you grew up.....but now, she hasn’t accepted any of these.”

”...Ryan, could you not bring that up!”

The mention of Iris’s treasured painting made him want to explode, they argued over that painting once.

”But that ’Han’, who knows if she can find him, will they meet again in this lifetime? I’m sure Iris will look for Han when she grows up. If she does find him, she’d definitely marry him and no one else.”

”I should never have gotten into a fight for you at the school gate today! Let those people beat you to a pulp, and the world would be at peace!”

Finley laughed coldly, applied ointment himself, and inwardly despised Ryan.

Ryan scoffed and went to fill the tub and take a bath.

Once Ryan was in the bathroom, the whole room quieted down. Finley unfolded his paintings, looking at the ones he’s done for Iris each year since he first learned to paint, his gaze deepened.

Iris is very beautiful, her smile like dewdrops in the morning sun, sparkling and infectious.

The Iris he painted wasn’t as pretty as the real one, yet he put a lot of time and effort into painting them seriously.

Finley looked at his own paintings, at the small line of text beneath each one that reads ’You are Iris’s landscape’, and his gaze deepened even more.

Iris is her, Finley is him, their names merged together in a beautiful connection.....

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On the weekend, Iris was taken by her uncle Jorge Saxton to a show recording site to watch Lydia Brooke record a program.

”Sister Lydia is really beautiful.” Iris sighed, ”Some classmates in our class want me to bring back Sister Lydia’s autograph; they all like Sister Lydia.”

Jorge Saxton raised his eyebrow, ”Your Sister Lydia.....No, that doesn’t sound right, you’re calling me uncle, how can you call her Sister Lydia!”