After being tamed by a cold beauty

Chapter 31 Painting on her face
The air pressure in the room was extremely low and it was eerily quiet.

"I'm sorry." She apologized again, "I didn't mean to let you go."

Jiang Yuan wrote down the pen slowly, a little black on the pure white drawing board made the eyes stand out.

"You don't need to apologize, I said I don't care, it's just that I saw another person clearly."

Ji Liangke said badly in his heart.

What he means by this is...

She finally softened his attitude a little bit, she thought that his condition had finally improved a bit, but now it seems that their relationship seems to be back to the original point.

Even worse than the origin.

In a sense, Ji Liangke failed Jiang Yuan's trust.

It is difficult for someone like Jiang Yuan to give others even a little trust.

Ji Liangke missed this consultation and made him wait outside for so long, which is equivalent to killing the little trust he gave him.

Fall short.

"What can I do to forgive me." She looked at him squarely.

What can I do to calm his anger and make him give her that little bit of trust again.

"Hmm..." Jiang Yuan pondered, and walked towards her, still holding the paintbrush in his hand.

He hung his head, the ends of his hair covered his eyebrows and eyes, exuding a decadent aura.And the tear mole at the corner of his eye made him even more sinister.

Jiang Yuan stopped about a foot away from Ji Liangke.

—he raised the paintbrush so it was level with her neck.

Then, the tip of the pen fell straight to her neck.

Itchy and cold to the touch.

She shuddered, but didn't move.

He was very close to her, bowing slightly, staring intently at the tip of the pen.

The black paint from the tip of the brush bleeds.

The trace of ink color is very obvious on Ji Liangke's fair neck, black and white are distinct.

His face was expressionless, looking at her was like looking at his paintings, it was equally calm and unwavering.

Afterwards, he even drew a picture on her neck—moving the pen tip up, he drew a long and thin black line on her neck.

Unclear but not serious, it slowly spread.

She looked down at the pen, and finally at Jiang Yuan who was writing it.

In his thick as ink eyes, he couldn't see what he was thinking.

He seems to be like this forever, thinking about nothing, as if he is always empty.

His eyes resembled his name very much, as dark as an abyss.

Ji Liangke doesn't think this pen can kill people, even if she knows that Jiang Yuan is angry, she still thinks he won't hurt people.

In the end, her eyelashes trembled slightly, but they still didn't move.

Jiang Yuan continued to paint, and slowly, it even reached her face.

He paused at her chin, then suddenly increased his strength and drew several strokes in a row.

A messy black mark suddenly appeared on the chin.

He leaned closer suddenly, staring closely at her chin.More precisely, staring at the black paint on her chin.

The two are very close.

When she entered, she could feel his breath and see the mole at the corner of his eye.

Ji Liangke held his breath, hiding the panic in his heart.

Finally, he tossed the pen away, not caring about the smudges of black paint on the carpet.

She took a step back without a trace, only to feel the air return to her lungs.

"Are you calmed down now?" she asked him looking up.

If drawing on her face would calm him down, would he be less angry now that painting was on her face?

He turned to meet her gaze.

The next moment, the emotions in his eyes suddenly surged, and the anger surged up, like a wave of fire rolling in the bottom of his eyes.

Then he leaned closer, staring at her chin.More precisely, staring at the black paint on her chin.

The two are very close.

When she entered, she could feel his breath and see the mole at the corner of his eye.

Ji Liangke held his breath, hiding the panic in his heart.

Finally, he tossed the pen away, not caring about the smudges of black paint on the carpet.

She took a step back without a trace, only to feel the air return to her lungs.

"Are you calmed down now?" she asked him looking up.

If drawing on her face would calm him down, would he be less angry now that painting was on her face?

"I'm sorry, but if you lose your temper, I want to say..."

Her voice suddenly choked in her throat.

He turned to meet her gaze.

The next moment, the emotions in his eyes suddenly surged, and the anger surged up, like a wave of fire rolling in the bottom of his eyes.

"Pretend! You keep pretending!"

Jiang Yuan's emotional outburst happened in an instant.His voice was very angry, even hoarse.

His tone suddenly rose: "Stop pretending how kind and generous you are, you should want to slap me on the face now, right? You hate me so much that I'm going crazy now, right?"

"I haven't." Ji Liangke said decisively.

"It's obvious that you hate it, but you still pretend to apologize." His eyes were red with anger, "You have been pretending from the beginning, how is it, now you can't pretend anymore, right?"

Ji Liangke really didn't expect Jiang Yuan to have such a big reaction because she missed the diagnosis and treatment.

Perhaps it is too difficult for him to give others trust, and he will magnify tiny emotions.

"I didn't." She looked at him quietly and said it again.

"I didn't pretend. Jiang Yuan, believe it or not, I just want to cure you."

Her gaze was firm, with the same stubbornness hidden in it.

"It's ridiculous, it's really nice to say. What kind of benefits did that old man give you, that you agreed to come and deal with me?"

He laughed at himself, and looked at Ji Liangke in a demonstration: "Doctor Ji, I don't have any money for you."

He still thought she had come to him for something.

"You don't believe my kindness to you, don't you believe Mr. William's kindness to you?" She stared into his eyes.

"No matter what, the reason why you have the current environment is inseparable from his help!"

It was Mr. William, Jiang Yuan's uncle, who tried his best to help Jiang Yuan take care of everything even though he was living abroad, and properly disposed of the property left by Jiang Yuan's parents, so that he, who was indifferent to everything, still had the capital to live.

"It's all fake!" Jiang Yuan's eyes were about to split, and he interrupted her severely.

Seeing him like this, she was stunned.

"You are all pretending! There are no good people in this world... No one cares about me, you are all teasing me! Make me wait a long time to disappear? Is it interesting to treat me like a fool? Stop making excuses, come in Just a lot of excuses!"

"Jiang Yuan, listen to me..." She was still trying to say something.

But his words were so airtight that she couldn't get in at all.

"You are addicted to pretending to be a good person! That old man is just trying to make himself look noble! And those two people, they are just trying to maintain their dignity, but the inside is already rotten and smelly!"

"You guys are so disgusting. It's obviously for your own benefit, but you still pretend to say it's for me. I'm about to throw up!"

　Tomb-sweeping day... happy?Who understands the pain of not taking a day off for Ching Ming Festival...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)