The Abandoned Woman of Space

Chapter 108 Xun Che's visit (2)
"It's okay." Xun Che raised his hand and waved lightly, "He just cares about Miss Yun, and he doesn't mean anything malicious."

Yun Ye left, but what he said just now echoed in Yun Mo's mind for a long time, lingering.

If someone hurts her even an inch, will he return an inch?Does this concern her?
Yun Mo's eyes turned sour, and her heart warmed up. In her previous life, she was alone, with no relatives, no love, no cares, and no cares. She never thought that in this life, after being reborn, someone would say such provocative words to her.

She seemed to be moved, yes, she was moved.

"Miss Yun." Xun Che's gentle voice came to mind again.

Yun Mo blinked her eyes, curled her lips into a smile, calmed down, and hid all the emotion just now, "I'm sorry, Mr. Xun, my friend has a bit of a weird temper, and he didn't mean anything to you, so you don't have to worry about it."

After figuring out that Yunye is not Yunmo's husband-in-law, Xun Che suddenly felt that the depression in his chest was swept away, and his mood suddenly brightened.

"Miss Yun, don't worry about it. I don't take matters of talent just now." Xun Che said with a gentle smile, "Miss Yun can make such a bosom friend, which is really enviable."

After the two exchanged a few words of courtesy, Yunmo invited Xun Che into the room.

After entering the house, Suyue handed the picture of Cangsong to Yunmo, "Miss Yun, this is a wish from my son, please accept it."

Yun Mo took the scroll and unfolded it, "Picture of Cangsong." She stared at the Cangsong on the scroll indifferently, with her usual expression, "Mr. Xun, you are too polite."

Xun Che saw that Yun Mo's expression was calm, and he didn't look like someone who likes calligraphy and painting, so he coughed twice in embarrassment, "Ahem, last time in Wenxianglou, Miss Yun fell in love with the copybook at a glance, I'm thinking about it, Miss Yun should like calligraphy and painting, so..."

"Haha..." Yunmo laughed dryly, and seeing Xun Che's embarrassed face, he quickly explained, "The reason why I chose the copybook last time was entirely because I thought that among the things that Mr. Xun kept in the bamboo garden, it might be that. A copybook is the cheapest."

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Hearing the words "cheapest", Xun Shu spit out a mouthful of old blood secretly, and his heart twitched.

He really wanted to tell Yun Mo that that thing was Wang Xianzhi's masterpiece, and it was priceless, but he didn't dare to say it when he received his son's warning eyes.

"Beautiful uncle, so you gave the copybook to your mother." The two were talking when suddenly Yun Xiaotong walked over holding the copybook of Wang Xianzhi.

"Miss Yun, you...you actually gave this copybook to children to play with."

Xun Shu stared at the copybook in Yun Xiaotong's hand with a look of shock and disbelief, and what's more, his heart ached.

Wang Xianzhi's copybook, which almost everyone wants to collect, is actually in the hands of a five-year-old child. God, let him calm down.

Suyue also stared at the copybook in Yun Xiaotong's hand without blinking her eyes, she frowned slightly, for fear that Yun Xiaotong would tear up the copybook.

This is the son's favorite thing.

"Tongtong likes calligraphy and painting, so I'll give it to him when I bring it back." Yunmo said lightly.

"I don't know much about calligraphy and painting." Seeing Suyue frowning and Xun Shu's shocked face, Yunmo asked in puzzlement, "Could it be that this copybook is very valuable and can't be given to children."

Yun Mo forwarded the copybook to Yun Xiaotong, Xun Che felt a little disappointed, but the loss was only for a moment.

Thinking about it, as far as Yunmo's current living conditions are concerned, there is no spare time to study these elegant things.

"This copybook is the masterpiece of Master Wang Xianzhi, the only one in the world." This time, Xun Che didn't hide anything.

Wang Xianzhi's masterpiece is the only one in the world...

Although he didn't have the opportunity to touch those elegant things in his previous life, he has heard of Wang Xianzhi's name. Dayan is a famous calligrapher, and his works are priceless. This is his last work, which is even more valuable.

(End of this chapter)