Empress, run away, your drowsy prince is also reborn

Chapter 733 I want her painting, I want to exchange your hard work
Stretching out his hands to faint, suddenly a hand came out, Lin Shuo stood in front of him and cupped his hands with a half-smile:

"Please respect yourself."

Tang Youtang pursed her mouth:
"This is really the water thrown by the married son. I hugged you when I was a child, but now I can't even touch it."

Ying Chen didn't bother to talk to her, so he didn't turn his eyes away:
"You did it."

Tang Youtang raised his eyebrows and looked at him.

Ying Chen's voice is cold:

"Blood on her forehead."

Raising his brows in surprise, Tang Youtang narrowed his eyes and smiled:
"Oh, so what if you have a blood mark? Don't you have one too?"

With such a teasing tone, Yingchen's eyes froze, and he suddenly looked at her.

Even though Tang Youtang has lived for so many years, he has experienced all kinds of storms.

But when he saw this look, he still felt a thump in his heart. He had to say that Ying Chen had really inherited the kind of aura of his mother and father. The coexistence of arrogance and violence made people feel intimidated.

"I also listen to your father."

Tang Youtang frowned helplessly:
"You can't completely blame me, I even rescued her, otherwise you are holding her dead body and crying now, how can you hug her face and kiss her."

When it comes to more obscure places, the murderous intent in Yingchen's eyes gathers together, and it takes only an instant to understand her.

Tang Youtang pursed her mouth, and raised her hand in admiration:

"Let's stop talking, now, your wife is talking with her future father-in-law in the house, and she hasn't come out for a while, if you feel angry and send it to your father, don't look for me, I'm wronged .”

"Hmph." With a snort, Yingchen shook his sleeves and left.

"Why don't these two men know why they are so angry every day?"

Tang Youtang snorted unconvinced:

"The one who likes his daughter-in-law is completely lost, and the other is going crazy because he likes his wife. Neither of you can worry about it."

Yingchen pushed the door open and walked in without even giving a notification, regardless of the obstruction of the people behind him.

Chang Sheng paused, and a large ink blob fell on the paper, which directly affected the overall aesthetic feeling.

She looked up towards the door, only to see Yingchen standing there sternly, taking off the hood on his head.

Ying Zhou was not surprised, put his hand on the table and tapped lightly:

"coming?"

Yingchen looked at Qu Changsheng, seeing that Changsheng's expression remained the same, and the guard in his eyes was relieved a lot.

He looked at Ying Zhou on the side of the table, his eyes full of murderous intent, as if he saw an enemy:
"Shengsheng, you go out first."

Chang Sheng quickly put down his pen and ink and stood up, before leaving, he bowed his head to Ying Zhou, turned around and left.

"She's more polite than you."

There was a sarcastic smile on Ying Zhou's face. He was originally a handsome young man, but for some reason, when he saw his son, it seemed that the thorns all over his body stood up:

"Look at yourself again. Did you come to see your father or your father-killer?"

"Why did you touch her?"

Winning narrowed his eyes:
"I told you that there will be no delay in the affairs between me and you."

Ying Zhou smiled when he heard the words, as if he heard some joke:
"The widow wants to see Shen Qing, have you seriously helped the widow find it?"

Ying Zhou stood up and stood with his hands behind his back:
"But after today, if you want to rescue Qu Changsheng, you have to help me find Shen Qing."

Upon hearing this, Ying Chen mocked:
"You're not doing well, and you're dragging others into the water. She's avoiding you on purpose, not because we can't find you."

Ying Zhou was startled, and his tone was cold: "What did you say?"

"I found a painting in the place where she lived before, it should be yours."

Ying Chen raised his brows, watching Ying Zhou's increasingly tense expression in leisure time:

"I originally thought about giving it to you after a while, but since you have done this, I will come to make a deal with you."

He took the scroll from Lin Shuo, held it in his hand without unfolding it.

"If you want her painting, I will exchange it with your hard work."

(End of this chapter)