Doted on his wife: uncle, love fiercely

Chapter 83 The painting was destroyed!
Misha's face quickly darkened.

Why is she here?

Millie looked up to see her, a look of panic on her face.

"none of your business?"

Misha frowned.

"You're not from the Art Academy."

"So what if you don't?"

Millie's eyes flickered, she didn't even dare to look at Misha.

"I'm leaving, who wants to come to such a broken place!"

She pushed Misha away and hurried away.

Misha looked at him suspiciously and walked into the studio.

As soon as she saw the oil painting on the canvas clearly, she stopped in shock.

"How is this going?"

She was terrified and ran over in a hurry.

She kicked over the chair, but she didn't react at all, and threw herself directly in front of the drawing board.

"My painting……"

Not to mention, the two butterflies that were originally dancing around have been covered in messy paint.

The whole canvas is full of colorful oil paints!
The oil painting was completely destroyed!
The paint that was put aside was all splashed on it, it was a mess!
Misha stood there in shock, as if he had been hit hard with a sledgehammer.

She stretched out her hand, her fingers trembling slightly.

"Who did it? Who..."

Millie's panicked face suddenly appeared in my mind!

"is her!"

Misha clenched her fists instantly, turned around and ran out.

"Millie!"

Pushing open the door of the business school classroom, he stood at the door aggressively.

"Millie, what have you done?!"

Everyone in the classroom turned their heads.

Millie stood with a group of people, and the smile on her face froze when she saw Misha.

Misha strode over.

"What did you do to my painting? You ruined my painting!"

Millie laughed. "Are you crazy? What nonsense are you talking about? Who has nothing to do with your broken paintings."

Misha clenched her fists. "Then what are you doing at school on weekends?"

"The school doesn't belong to your family, can you control when I come?"

"correct."

The person standing next to Millie gave Misha a disdainful look.

"Who doesn't have time to touch your paintings? Who doesn't know that your paintings are not even qualified for the competition."

"I heard that even your own teacher is unwilling to guide you. Think about it, everyone, what kind of painting should be so ugly?"

As they spoke, they looked at each other and laughed triumphantly.

"Misha, don't blame Millie for not being able to participate in the competition by yourself."

Several people surrounded Misha while talking, blocking Misha.

"Take your ugly painting and get out! Don't come looking for trouble!"

Misha clenched her fists and rushed over.

"You ruined my painting!"

Several people quickly blocked her.

One person pulled her clothes, another person grabbed her hand and pulled her back.

Misha struggled violently.

"Let go of me! Let go!"

Millie came up from behind at this moment.

"You really wronged me. I definitely didn't damage your painting."

Misha didn't believe it at all!

"Then why did you appear in the studio? Don't you hate oil paintings the most?"

"I just pass by occasionally to have a look."

Misha clenched her fists, staring at Millie in front of her, wishing she could rush over and grab her for questioning.

"Then why, after you went in, my paintings were destroyed in a mess!"

Millie curled her hair nonchalantly, nonchalantly.

"elder sister……"

"I'm not your sister!"

Misha suddenly raised her voice to interrupt her. "I have never admitted that you are from the Mi family!"

Millie's face darkened, and her facial features became distorted.

"I call you sister now to save face."

She rushed over suddenly, raised her hand and slapped Misha's face!
Suddenly, a hand stretched out and grabbed Millie's hand!
(End of this chapter)