Chapter 350 Two Men Go Life Painting


    The sun was vicious. It radiated its heat relentlessly to everybody, as if it was reluctant to leave the


    stage with the uing start of winter.


    Finnley was wearing a simple loose-cut ck T-shirt and a pair of ck Harem Pants, with his usual


    short hair and divine face. It was hard for anyone who saw the face to shut off any further imagination.


    He came out of the supermarket with a bottle of water in his hand. Drinking while walking, he could


    finally feel a bit of a pause of the crucial heat from the coolness in his hand.


    Arriving at the underground parking, he spotted a woman on a phone call, so he instinctively hid


    himself behind the wall.


    He sent Amy a message on the phone and then walked out as if he didn''t see her. Walking over to his


    car, he unlocked the vehicle.


    "Finnley? Wait, Finnley, wait!" Allison saw Finnley not far away as she hung up, and walked towards


    him hastily.


    "Oh, Ms. Field?" Finnley turned around and pretended he just saw her, staring in a slightly


    condescending gesture.


    His 5.8 inch height was not outstanding among males, but for most females, they had to look up to him


    already.


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    "Finnley, you look great. No wonder Hil likes you so much. Even girl like me finds you attractive. But


    since you''re not a big fan of Hry, may I introduce you to a better one?" Allison figured that since


    Finnley was the one Amy trusted, if she could get him on her side, it would be so much easier for her to


    roll out her ns.


    "Oh, that''s so nice of you, Ms. Field. But I''m not nning on finding a girlfriend at the moment. Plus, I''m


    not interested in women now." Finnley replied coldly.


    "C''mon, Finn. You''re not falling for Amy, right? She''s the type of woman who ys with men easily. See


    what Richard has turned into. You should know the kind of power Richard and his family have, right?


    You won''t beat him. Why don''t you go for someone with a simpler background?" Allison seemed like


    she was really caring for him.


    "That''s not necessary. Now if you''ll excuse me, I''d like to go now. Please step away." Finnley was about


    to open the door of his car.


    At this moment, Allison caught Finnley''s arm with her red-nail hand.


    "Finn, don''t you want to take a close look at me? I''m no worse than Amy Newell. The girl that I''m going


    to introduce to you, she''s even prettier than me. You can be reassured that I won''t lie to you." Allison


    leaned over to Finnley and blew some warm air into his ear.


    Finnley was tickled heavily by the strong perfume and sneezed hard right at Allison''s face.


    "Ahhh!" Allison screamed. It took her a long time today to do the make-up and now it waspletely


    ruined by this goddamn Finnley Carr.


    "I''m so sorry. I''m allergic to strange smells. Your perfume is way too strong. I repeat, I''m not interested


    in women, so no need to bother, Ms. Field." Finnley opened the door quickly. The way Allison held his


    arm gave him lots of creep.


    "Allison, Allison!" Just when Allison was about to say something to Finnley, Jacob Carter ran towards


    her hurriedly and took her arm all of a sudden.


    "What are you doing here?" Allison was held tightly in Jacob''s armspletely off guard just the


    moment she saw this douchebag.


    Finnley took this good opportunity and ignited the car, rushing out like a rocket.


    Dexter asked Finnley out for a life painting up in the mountain today. Finnley took a strong interest in


    painting since childhood, but his family didn''t allow him to pursuit his love. His mother made him study


    finance and management. He learned many things through it, but none was what he really liked.


    Learning that Dexter was a painter reignited the inner love for art in Finnley again. He was eager to


    learn from Dexter and nobody would be in his way now.


    He arrived at the rendezvous and saw that Dexter was already waiting with the canvas and a big


    backpack.


    "Come on, get in the car." Finnley told Dexter. He then got off the car and helped Dexter load


    everything. The appearance of such two beautiful faces attracted loads of girls from the university, who


    started photographing them secretly with their phones.


    "Let''s go, otherwise we''d cause a traffic jam here." Dexterughed, seated at the passenger''s seat and


    asking Finnley to drive off.


    "It''s so hot today! But it''ll get cooler up in the mountain. It''s beautiful there. I bring you a set of tool too,


    so you can paint with meter." The two hobbyists found themselves a lot ofmon topics.


    "Great, thanks Professor Butler! You made my childhood dreame true. I''ll definitely return the


    favor." Finnley said in an exciting tone. He was well aware of Dexter''s reputation as an artist. Now this


    famous painter was sitting right next to him and would teach him how to paint, how could he suppress


    his excitement? You didn''t even get such a chance by paying him.


    "Really? Nice! But I can''t think of one right now." Dexter smiled, finding this Finnley guy quite an


    interesting figure.


    "So I owe you one, then. Whenever you need my help, don''t hesitate to let me know." Finnley was the


    kind of person who never ate his own words.


    "Good." Dexter was a little lost in Finnley''s handsome profile, so he took out a pad and a pencil from


    his bag and started drawing.


    Before long, Finnley''s face emerged on the paper, and after a little tweaking, the face looked truly vivid


    now. Finnley caught a glimpse at his portrait from Dexter, and a shot of shyness rose from inside being


    drawn by such an outstanding master.


    After the drawing was done, Dexter tucked it back in his bag without showing it to Finnley, pretending


    nothing had happened just now. So the two remained silent for the rest of the way.


    When the off-roader roared up to the hillside, Dexter asked to pull over.


    "The next part will be a bit difficult to drive, but after that, we''ll see the most fabulous scene you''ll ever


    see." Dexter told Finnley.


    Each of them took a backpack, and Dexter tried to carry all of the rest onto his back. Seeing the slim


    body of Finnley''s, he would''ve felt guilty not carrying more as he was a 6''1'''' tall guy.


    "Let me take this. You''ve got too much." Finnley felt bad about Dexter carrying most of the stuff,


    although it couldn''t hinder one bit of his charm.


    "No problem. I used to go out a lot with my students. I''m used to it." Dexter said as he loaded


    everything on his back and marched forward. Finnley had no other choice but to just follow him


    behind.