Qingluan glanced at Sikong Chenyun who was walking towards this side, didn't want to pay attention to him, turned and left.

Sikong Chenyun's smile froze for a moment, and then quickly caught up with Qingluan.

"Wait!" Sikong Chenyun stepped in front of Qingluan first.

Qingluan looked at Sikong Chenyun coldly, if it wasn't for him, her innocence would not be ruined by Puyang Zhuo, she always reminded herself to hate him!

"What's the matter?" Qingluan showed an impatient face, and she didn't give him a good look. Does she need to give him a good look when talking to the person she hates?

Sikong Chenyun looked innocent and harmless.

"I want to get my painting back!" He said and handed over another painting in his hand.

Qingluan took Sikong Chenyun's painting, and a handsome man appeared in front of her eyes. He was none other than Puyang Zhuo.Qingluan handed the painting to Xiaolan, then turned around and wanted to leave.

"What about my painting?" Sikong Chenyun became anxious when he saw that Qingluan was leaving, and reached out to Qingluan for his painting.

Qingluan sneered, and raised her eyebrows.

"Your painting? When did you paint?" Biao Luan was very disdainful. In her memory, this Sikong Chenyun didn't seem to know how to paint.

Sikong Chenyun was poured cold water on the spot, but he still insisted on his smile.

"It's the painting you gave me before!" Sikong Chenyun said indomitably.Blame him for admitting the wrong person, blame him for treating Qingluan badly, blame him for giving Qingluan to Puyang Zhuo.

Even he himself hated himself a little bit, how could he hand over Qingqian to others?

hum!

"The painting I gave you, when did I send you the painting?" Qingluan still had cold eyes, and the disdainful smile at the corner of her mouth had been withdrawn by her.

Sikong Chenyun was taken aback for a moment, she did not give her painting, it was her sister Mu Qingfeng who gave it to her!It's ridiculous to think about it, Mu Qingfeng took Mu Qingluan's painting and gave it to herself. It turned out that she was supposed to fall in love with the painter, but she fell in love with the painter by mistake!Is it too late to regret now?

"Then why did you draw me? Did you like me very much before!" Sikong Chenyun didn't miss a single detail.

like him?Is he qualified?Qingluan despised him in her heart, if it wasn't for his design, she would lose her innocence and be forced to marry Puyangzhuo.

"The only person I like is Sikong Chenyi!" she said coldly.

But Sikong Chenyun's whole body was almost stiff like five thunderbolts.How could she remember Sikong Chenyi? Didn't she already drink the water of forgetting love?Did she remember, did she remember everything?

"Do you remember, is your poison detoxified?" Sikong Chenyun asked in disbelief.If her affairs, would the poison solution remember many things that she shouldn't remember, such as the situation of her suffering in prison, and the situation of all of them watching her drink the water of forgetting love.He remembered her saying that if she could remember, she would hate each of them.

Qingluan nodded without hesitation, she remembered, remembered all that happened before, remembered that she was abused but no one paid attention to her, remembered her beloved Sikong Chenyi married her sister, remembered all of them Everyone called her a slut.I remember that all of them wronged her, and they were all bloody and bloody after being beaten with a whip.

"I didn't know you made that painting, if you did..."

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