Third Master, your painting style is crooked again

Chapter 77

Yuan Fei squinted his eyes under the fine sunlight, but he still couldn't bear to look away.

This feeling of freedom, the joy that overflowed her heart, made her want to share it with others.

So, shortly after she hung up the phone, she edited another message: I am very happy now, thank you.

After a slight pause, she added two more words: Third Master.

Moving her fingers over the two words, she was thinking about whether to delete them.

She could feel that he didn't like this title, but she kept keeping the distance between them consciously.

She remembered all the kindness he treated her.

She remembered it clearly so that she could remember it clearly in the future.

Yuan Feiqian felt a little contradictory.

On the one hand, she didn't dare to get too close to him, for fear that she would end up in a tragic end like her previous life.

But on the other hand, she was a little greedy for his tender care.

She thinks she is greedy.

And greedy people often have no good ending...

close your eyes, take a deep breath,

Opening her eyes again, she sent the message in her hand.

Feelings are important, but life is even more important.

God gave her a chance to live again, not for her to die in vain.

"Why are you suddenly in a bad mood?" A green head popped out of his pocket.

Yuan Feiqian stared at it for a moment, then asked softly, "Where have you been?"

She hadn't spotted it since pre-flight security!
If it hadn't said that it would find a way, Yuan Feiqian really thought he had lost it.

The little turtle blinked its mung bean eyes, and asked instead: "Are you worried about me? Do you feel that you can't leave me?"

Looking at the smug little turtle, Yuan Feiqian suddenly thought of a descriptive sentence: Give it some sunshine and it will be brilliant.

Obviously, the little turtle falls into this category.

Yuan Fei glanced at the driver, tapped the little turtle's head lightly with his fingers, and hummed lightly.

"He can't hear me." The little turtle said triumphantly, "Don't be afraid, my uncle will protect you."

Yuan Feiqian let out a heck and lowered his voice: "You can hear me."

The little tortoise blinked mung bean eyes and said, "In a while, it will be fine when my body recovers a bit."

Yuan Feiqian didn't quite understand the meaning of what it said, but still gave a face-saving smile and hummed.

"Miss Hara, we are getting there." Kiora who was driving suddenly said.

After entering the city gate and driving for a while, Yuan Feiqian saw a manor.

Next to the gate is a wall with curlicue foreign characters carved on it.

"Blue Garden?" Yuan Feiqian asked, "Is this the name of the manor?"

"Yes," said Kiora, "but we are also called the Deep Blue Garden, or the Secret Garden."

Yuan Fei smiled slightly: "It's nice to hear. The words are also very beautiful."

Kiora said proudly, "This word was written and carved by the second young master himself."

Looking at the beautiful swashbuckling characters, thinking of the words welcoming her on the pick-up card just now, and thinking of Qing Yishen saying that his second brother was blackmailed by gangsters for living expenses, Yuan Feiqian was full of curiosity about the second young master.

She remembered the second young master of the Qing family, Qing Yinong, whom she had heard about in her previous life.

He is sick and weak, but has a very high talent for doing business, and he can be called a business wizard.

It's a pity that because of his body, he rarely shows up, and almost no one knows what he looks like.

Now, she was going to meet that mysterious figure.

Thinking of this, and thinking of the name of this manor, she felt that the secret garden seemed really appropriate.

Because the owner of this manor is very mysterious!

(End of this chapter)