Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 549
Toilet.

Ji Jiayu put on her makeup in the mirror, looked at her skirt with some juice splashed on it, and thought about what to do.

Or, simply turn these points into a small pattern?

Or, just go ahead and change into a dress!

Anyway, she brought several sets.

"Are you... Jiayu?" Behind him, a voice was somewhat uncertain.

Ji Jiayu turned her head following the sound, and saw Yuan Feijian in a simple suit: "Sister Jian?"

She remembered that when she talked to Yuan Feiqian before, she was told that Yuan Feijian couldn't come because of something.

Now, isn't it here?
Ji Jiayu couldn't help laughing and said, "Miss Jian, have you come here to tell Qianqian? She doesn't know yet, right? If she knows, she must be very happy."

When Yuan Feijian heard this, she was a little surprised at first, and then she laughed a little: "No, you don't need to tell her, I just came to see."

"Did Sister Jian want to surprise her just now?" Ji Jiayu made a gesture of covering her mouth: "Okay, then I will keep it a secret, so I won't say anything."

Yuan Feijian breathed a sigh of relief, and watched Ji Jiayu change the subject: "I see you were looking at the skirt just now, what's wrong? Did it get dirty?"

Ji Jiayu pointed to the three stains, which happened to be on the side of the waist: "Some juice was splashed."

Yuan Feijian looked there, although it was not obvious if she didn't look closely, it was still dirty after all.

"Why don't you try it like this." She reached out and took off the pink silk scarf around her neck, tied it around Ji Jiayu's waist, and said with a smile, "It happens to be the same color."

Ji Jiayu looked at it, and then looked in the mirror. It was unexpectedly suitable, and it also covered the stain of the juice. She couldn't help laughing: "Thank you, Sister Jian! It just saved me going to change clothes."

Yuan Feijian smiled and said, "It's also a coincidence."

The two walked out while talking, Ji Jiayu confirmed again and again: "Sister Jian, are you really not going to meet Qianqian with me?"

Yuan Feijian's smile remained unchanged: "You go first, I have arrangements."

Ji Jiayu blinked and smiled mysteriously: "Understood, I will keep it a secret."

After she left, the smile on Yuan Feijian's face slowly faded.

She stood there, watching Ji Jiayu walk up to a tall man, and seemed to be talking happily.

Turning her eyes, she looked at the blue in the crowd again.

That was her sister, the sister she had called for more than ten years.

But now, that was the little princess that the Mo family had lost for more than ten years.

Yuan Feijian thought this was incredible, but she was inexplicably relieved.

After all, someone really loves Qianqian, which is hundreds or thousands of times better than the mud pit in Yuan's house.

She knew that Qianqian would not forgive her easily, let alone her mother, nor would she want to see her.

However, she still couldn't help it.

After learning about the Mo family's dinner, she begged Ye Weixiao to bring her over.

The purpose is to see if Qianqian is doing well.

"She's doing well, don't worry." Ye Weixiao hugged her from behind and comforted her.

Yuan Feijian nodded: "Let's go."

"Give her some more time," Ye Weixiao said, "Take your time."

Yuan Feijian nodded, clenched his hand, eyes full of gratitude: "Thank you."

Ye Weixiao felt the strength in her hands, her heart trembled, and she was a little excited: "Fool, why are you being polite to me?"

*****
in a certain room.

Behind the curtain, the man dressed as a waiter looked at the photo of the silk scarf on his phone and confirmed, "It's the one wearing this silk scarf, right?"

Soon, the message came back: "Yes."

(End of this chapter)