After the divorce, I was haunted by the sickly fifth master

"Xie Yu..." Ye Guangda shrank together slightly. He could feel the woman's indifferent disappointment towards him.

"I won't borrow it." Xie Yu said coldly. "Ye Guangda, if you don't have anything else to do, I'll hang up."

Ye Guangda was silent. He found that he actually wanted to listen to Xie Yu speak more. However, not long after, he heard Xie Yu's voice coldly hanging up the phone.

When Ye Guangda heard the beep beep, he was stunned for a moment and then wanted to dial it.

Picking up the phone, Xie Yu's number was displayed. At this moment, a feeling of guilt came over her.

He seemed to have no face to call it again.

…

After seeing Ye Xinyao being escorted all the way down, Nanhuang picked up her phone and clicked.

In the video, Tan Zhe's focus on painting is perfectly displayed from a surveillance perspective. He is thinking about motherhood and human nature.

As far as painting is concerned, Tan Zhe is a pretty good man.

Nanhuang entered another string of codes on his mobile phone.

In an instant, the screen with a group of people running around in the background unable to solve the problem was switched to a normal live video.

Mr. Rong Wu, who was sitting in the first row, tilted his head slightly and glanced at his woman behind him with a smile.

No one else would know who did it, but he did.

My little thing is really capable. He is clearly a ferocious little wolf with teeth and claws, but he is dressed in a sheepskin that is cute, innocent, and looks harmless to humans and animals.

Speaking of purity...

Rong Wuye couldn't help but think of the night when she was drunk...

Pure, proactive, yet very lustful.

Rong Wuye narrowed his eyes slightly and inserted his sharp-knuckled hands into his hair.

Don't think about these things, otherwise you will torture yourself.

At this time, Rong Wuye had not thought that Nanhuang, who was good at disguise, had already planned to reveal his minions today!

At this moment, Xie Wen, Xie Liang and Xie Qian, three particularly delicate and good-looking little boys, found Nanhuang.

Nanhuang raised the brim of his hat and touched the heads of the three little boys.

"Xie Wen, there are a lot of people here, you must keep a close eye on your brothers, you know?"

The three little boys looked at Nanhuang obediently and nodded gently with rosy little faces.

Xie Liang: "Don't worry, sister, we are very well-behaved. Even if we have to go to the toilet together, we will do it together."

Because Xie Qian likes Nanhuang, he obediently flatters her: "Don't worry, sister, I will follow brother Wen closely."

Xie Wen also smiled and said, "Sister, don't worry."

Some things are coincidental, and some things are unfortunate.

The three children adopted by Xie Yu once wanted to escape from the orphanage, but it was actually the Nan's Orphanage!

It was Nan's Orphanage that caused these three beautiful and innocent children to lose their sunshine!

Nanhuang smiled slightly, then looked at the front of the stage.

Because her name was already called on the stage.

Nantuo, you have tarnished your father's kindness. You are consuming Nan's orphanage, but you have never treated the children in it well!

As Nanhuang walked, he recalled things from his childhood.

Nan Tuo: "Nanhuang is just a ten-year-old girl, how can you play with her without saying a word?"

Nan Tuo: "She is a madman and a psychopath! There is no genius in the Nan family, only a psychopath!"

Nan Tuo: "I want you to destroy her, wear down her will, force her step by step, and turn her into a useless person!"

Nanhuang laughed contemptuously.

Even so, at the age of fifteen, she had already stepped on Nan Tuo's head.

Nan Tuo turned his head and looked at her with a look of horror on his face. "Monster, monster, you are a monster!"

How can anyone get up in such a desperate situation? ! !

Nanhuang stared at him with contempt. "Second uncle, you are such a waste."

Such a man, such a man who abused her when she was ten years old. Nanhuang never believed that he would be kind to orphans!

The host's voice brought her back to reality.

"Hello, classmate Ye Nanhuang." The host said with a smile, "Can you introduce your paintings?"

When Gu Gu in the audience saw Nanhuang, his eyes lit up.

Last time at Mrs. Bo's birthday party, Nanhuang showed a work by the mysterious painter Qinghuang, which was really amazing.

Unfortunately, the painting was snatched away by Mr. Rong Wu of the Rong Group.

After that, Nanhuang and Mu Yun competed on the board painting on the spot. Their painting skills were really amazing.

The moment of surprise made him call for people to recruit Nanhuang into the Art Association. However, I don’t know what his disciples did. Instead of dragging Nanhuang in, they pulled Mu Yun in instead.

As an old man, although Mu Yun is good at painting, she is not very simple and has too many thoughts. But it was barely enough for painting, and he couldn't say anything since they had already been collected by the Art Association.

This time Nanhuang took the stage again, and Gu Gu really looked forward to her work.

Nanhuang still wore his hat, with the brim slightly lowered, covering half of his eyes.

Wei Wei glanced towards the audience. Entrepreneurs, artists, and educators sitting in a row looked at her expectantly.

Behind her, she was surrounded by the national media.

She slightly raised her lips and smiled, and finally glanced at Nan Tuo.

For some reason, Nantuo, who was sitting in a row, could not help but tremble for a moment.

That's the fear that comes from deep inside.

It seems like... not a good feeling.

Nanhuang took the phone and said calmly: "The name of my painting is "Purgatory"."

The host laughed: "It sounds like a dark style work."

Nanhuang said nothing indifferently.

Nanhuang's painting was pushed out, and the staff removed the silk covering the painting!

At this moment, Gu Gu, who was sitting in the front row, suddenly stood up!

He has been studying this painting style for a long time.

Qinghuang?

Qinghuang! !

Another Qinghuang work? !

He looked at Nanhuang in shock.

Ye Nanhuang, the Qinghuang work she brought last time was not even dry.

This time, she brought Qinghuang’s work to the competition.

Could it be that she is Qinghuang? Ye Nanhuang is Qinghuang? ! !

Song Chu looked at the painting and hesitated for a long time before taking the microphone and saying, "Classmate Nanhuang, your painting is impeccable in terms of brushstrokes and colors."

Many artists nodded in shock. If it wasn't due to self-restraint, they would all want to rush to the stage and take a closer look.

It's so shocking. The writing power, tension, and presentation are so perfect that they are unparalleled!

Song Chu asked again: "But, it seems that there are all children in this painting?"

Song Chu looked at her, looking forward to her answer.

Facing Chu Song, Nanhuang was not so indifferent. She smiled faintly: "Little Mr. Song's eyes are as vicious as ever. There are indeed many children in this painting."

It’s not just about having kids, either.

Gu Gu, who had already stood up, grabbed the microphone and said directly: "Old Gu has a question that I must ask."

This art feast is ancient and quiet, without saying a word from beginning to end. This time, he actually stood up and asked questions so excitedly.

The host said respectfully: "Ancient, you say."

The ancient voice pressed: "Ye Nanhuang, tell the old man, are you Qinghuang?!"