Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 515

"Let me go, she and I are both women, I can see what she is thinking through her expression." Qingcheng made this request, but it was true that she really wanted to see Jian Lingyan.

"Be careful." Hearing what Qingcheng said, Jun Qingli also felt that it was feasible, after all, he really had no choice.

"I'm going to get something first." Qing Cheng went back to the room to get the thing, and followed Jun Qingli to the basement.

It is said that it is a basement, but there is nothing to eat, drink and live that is not a good treatment.

She walked to the door of the room where Jian Lingyan was, and then glanced at Jun Qingli to signal him to leave.

After Jun Qingli left, Qingcheng stepped into that room.

A woman's slender back came into view, and the light blue dress made her more delicate.

Just a back view is enough to make people feel distressed. I don't know what it will be like to see the front.

Jian Lingyan didn't turn her head when she heard her footsteps, but just sat on the chair, her back straightened a lot.

Qingcheng walked up to her step by step, trying to see her face clearly.

But she saw Jian Lingyan's tense and stiff body, her shoulders were too stiff to let go.

"Jian Lingyan?" Qingcheng asked, looking at her like this, doubts arose in her heart.

When Jian Lingyan heard a female voice asking, she immediately relaxed a lot.

She looked back at Qingcheng with both surprise and doubt in her eyes.

Qingcheng looked at the woman in front of her, with a small oval face and clear eyes, but there was a lot of sadness hidden in it.

She pursed her lips slightly, her beautiful face was full of calm.

"Who are you?" She asked lightly, her voice soft.

"Mu Qingcheng." Qingcheng said her name, she didn't know if Jian Lingyan knew her.

"Oh." He just replied perfunctorily, and then stopped talking.

But Qingcheng obviously noticed that her eyes had changed, it was the vicissitudes of life.

"Is this painting from your handwriting?" Qingcheng presented the painting she took back to her room, which was the painting she bought when she was in Canglan.

The painting on it is Jun Qingmo, and the painter is Yan.

"Yes, so what?" Jian Lingyan looked at the unfolding scroll, although she tried her best to hide her emotions, but Qingcheng still heard her heavier breathing.

"Just return it to the original owner." Qingcheng handed the painting into her hands, and then looked at her face.

Jian Lingyan didn't speak, but threw the painting in his hand on the ground, and a cluster of flames sprang up and swallowed the painting.

The flame gradually burned the clothes, waist, and face of the person in the painting, but Jian Lingyan's expression was numb.

Qingcheng couldn't see what was going on in her heart, whether she was affectionate or ruthless to Jun Qingmo.

This woman is too difficult to understand.

"It's really cruel." Qingcheng said with emotion, looking at the ashes on the ground, a slight smile appeared on his lips.

"It's already like this whether you are cruel or not. What do you want to do?" Jian Lingyan finally regained her thoughts, and she asked impatiently.

"It's nothing, I just want to know, why did you do that in the first place?" Qingcheng smiled, staring closely at Jian Lingyan's eyes.

The eyes can't be faked, she wants to see if this woman is really so cruel.

"There's no reason, just as you said, it's because I'm cruel." Jian Lingyan didn't want to say more, the past was still vivid in her memory, and she would never forget that look.

(End of this chapter)