long love becomes ill

Chapter 926 Did You Force The Little Girl To Draw That Painting?

Seeing Qing Huan praising her painting in a cold mood, her eyes jumped for joy. Just as she was about to write something, she saw a middle-aged woman in her 50s or [-]s walking over. A porcelain doll with no expression, no emotion.

"Miss, it's too hot outside, let me help you back." The middle-aged woman was extremely majestic, with deep nasolabial folds on her cheeks, she looked like a difficult character at first glance, she came forward to support the cold , Glancing at the oil painting, a contemptuous smile flashed in his eyes.

Seeing that she followed the woman away with a dull expression on her face, Qing Huan suddenly became thoughtful, there is still such a servant who manipulates the master in this cold house?

Scanan said that he wanted to repay his kindness, and it seemed that there was something in it.

Qing Huan was about to go back the same way when she saw the woman turn her head and said a little condescendingly: "Since Miss is Mr. Si's guest, please don't run around in the master's house. The cold house is not those small houses outside. , do not know the rules."

Qing Huan was stunned for a moment, and seeing Leng Qing turned her head and blinked at her lightly, her vivid expression flashed past, and she immediately became the dull beauty before, she couldn't help smiling, she was a girl with aura, as for Si Canaan took care of this wicked woman.

In these years, she hadn't seen anyone swaggering over Si Jianan's head and was still alive and well.Qing Huan suddenly felt relieved, turned around and walked back along the way he came, without even looking at the wicked woman.

Back in the main hall, I saw that Li Shenmu had already gone downstairs and was looking for her frowning. When he saw her, he breathed a sigh of relief, stepped forward and gently hugged her waist, and asked in a low voice: " Where did you go?"

"I'm going to see ** paintings." She blinked and said.

Behind him, Si Jianan, who was drinking tea with his legs crossed, spouted out a mouthful of tea and coughed violently.

The man's phoenix eyes were slightly deep, and his handsome face revealed a trace of deep meaning. He looked at her and asked with his eyes.

"Have you seen the indifference?" Si Jianan jumped up, looking at a dress that spilled tea all over his hands unsteadily, a trace of annoyance flashed across his handsome face.

This is fucking evil, no wonder the eyelids twitched so much yesterday, I knew it was these two people who were coming.

"Did you force the little girl to draw the **** picture?" Qing Huan snorted coldly.

Then he didn't notice that the handsome and stern man's face turned dark, and he narrowed his eyes and asked dangerously, "Did you see the picture of Si Jianan? Go home and wash your eyes."

"Fuck, it should be my fault, if it weren't for me being a gentleman, what would you do today?" Si Jianan said with a sneer, "You're so fucking good at getting cheap."

Qing Huan looked at the two who were about to quarrel again, and helplessly pulled Li Shenmu's arm coquettishly, and said, "I'll draw for you too when I get home."

The man's complexion improved inexplicably, he glanced at Si Jianan coldly, and said indifferently: "There is no need to contact me in the future."

"It's better to leave, Qing Huan, if you want to run away from home again, remember to call me." Si Jianan said with an evil smile.

Qing Huan wanted to say something, but Li Shenmu pulled her out with a dark face.

"I haven't finished my sentence yet." Qing Huan was in a hurry, and she didn't say that the wicked woman bullied Leng Qing.

The man got into the car, pulled her into the car, sat on his lap, and said slightly: "What can I say to him, go home and draw for me."

The air-conditioning in the car made people feel cold all over, and the flames in Li Chenmu's heart were extinguished a lot, but his face was still a little gloomy.

Qing Huan raised her forehead when she thought of what she said casually just now.

(End of this chapter)