Marrying a pet: My husband is so bad

Chapter 342 Discovery, the portrait of the third young master
After Luo Yi returned to her house from Wenguo yesterday, she refused to leave.

For the sake of him sending her back, Wen Guo reluctantly agreed to him to stay.

He slept in the living room last night, because there was no sofa in the living room, so he could only put together two chairs and lay on them for the whole night.

When he woke up this morning, his whole body was in pain.

Wen Guo got up early in the morning and went to the common kitchen outside to make breakfast for Luo Yi, but Luo Yi took the opportunity to sneak into her bedroom.

He closed the door and looked carefully at Wen Guo's bedroom.

The bedroom was less than ten square meters, but it was tidy and clean. There were many posters on the surrounding walls, a wooden bed about one meter long, and Wen Guo's childhood photos were pasted on the wall beside the bed.

Luo Yi stepped forward, stared at Wen Guo's childhood photos, and found that Wen Guo's childhood hadn't changed much from now.

Next to the bed was an ordinary wooden table that looked old and worn for many years.

There are more than a dozen books and scripts neatly placed on it.

In addition to these, there is a notepad and a photo album on it.

Out of curiosity, Luo Yi turned to the first page first. Seeing that it was a script written by Wen Guo himself, she didn't turn back after turning a few pages.

Then he took the photo album and opened it.

He flipped through the pages, and it was full of photos of Wen Guo when she was a child, including a family portrait, including Wen Guo's parents and her brother.

There are also a few portraits in the album. It was Wen Guo who painted the portraits of her family.

When Luo Yi opened it, he was a little surprised in his heart. He didn't expect Wen Guo to be so versatile, not only able to write scripts, but also to draw pictures.

When he turned to the last few pages of the album, he saw another portrait. Originally, he just glanced at it casually and turned it over, but in the next second, he realized that something was wrong, and turned it back.

When his eyes fell on the painting again, he suddenly widened his handsome eyes, which were filled with shock, and his whole body was startled.

The injured boy drawn on that yellowed paper... Isn't it the president of their family?
Luo Yi's head was running fast, could Wen Guo really be the same Guoguo eight years ago, otherwise how could she draw the appearance of their president when he was young, and draw the position where their president was injured.

When Luo Yi was surprised, the bedroom door behind him was pushed open, and Wen Guo walked in.

Seeing him in the bedroom, Wen Guo was startled, looked at him and asked, "What are you doing?"

Hearing Wen Guo's voice, Luo Yi took out the portrait, turned to look at Wen Guo and asked, "Miss Guoguo, did you draw this?"

After Wen Guo's eyes fell on the yellowed paper in Luo Yi's hand, a complicated expression flashed in his eyes, and then he walked forward and stretched out his hand towards Luo Yi, "Mr. Luo, please You give it to me."

Luo Yi raised her eyebrows and looked at her, "I can give it to you, but tell me first, did you draw this? Who is it?"

Seeing that he refused, Wen Guo asked, "Mr. Luo, did I draw this? Is it important who draws it?"

Luo Yi said firmly, "It's very important."

Hearing what he said, Wen Guo stopped talking.

Seeing this, Luo Yi asked a little puzzled: "Miss Guoguo, you drew this, right? Why didn't you admit it? What are you caring about?"

Wen Guo's eyes became more and more complicated. She turned sideways, bit her lower lip, and said, "Mr. Luo, breakfast is ready. Go and have breakfast. I hope you leave here after you finish eating."

(End of this chapter)