Mr.Liang's Wife Escapes Again

Zhou Suqin released Liang Qiancheng's hand, then turned her head and took a look at the back of the two people inside. The corners of her mouth curled up a very unfriendly arc.

Jiang Shiran, you used to be a young lady of the Jiang family. Gu youyou held the treasure in the palm of his hand. Now you are not as good as the dog excrement on the road. You still want to rob a man with me. I will make you die miserably.

Jiang Shiran feels gloomy on her back. When she looks back, she has nothing.

"Ranran, what's the matter?"

From the small season strange Jiang Shiran's head, also followed back together, but did not see what.

"It's OK. Maybe I think too much."

Jiang Shiran looks at the clean canvas in front of her, as well as the paintbrush that she left on the ground. The paint of the brush touches the floor, like a strange smile, laughing at her incompetence.

Her hand trembled a little, and slowly stretched forward. Before her hand touched the brush, she was stopped by a sudden foot.

"Jiang Shiran, you can't do it. Leave as soon as possible. Don't waste everyone's time."

Zou Yihan didn't know when he came to the canvas. He put his hands around his chest and looked down at Jiang Shiran.

Jiang Shiran looked at the foot of the expensive leather shoes and bit his lips forcefully. His other hand, which was still on the wooden floor, grabbed the floor with great force. His hands with almost no nails scratched out the traces of the board.

And the hand that reached for the brush, crossed the foot, and grabbed the pen.

"Ranran, if you don't want to draw, we won't do it. Anyway, there are a lot of other jobs to do. You see, I need a secretary now. Why don't you help me?"

Xiaoji is afraid that Shiran will not be able to bear the blow. Although he would like to see the proud little bully back five years ago, he can't bear to force her. A certain position will hurt and even feel uncomfortable breathing.

Jiang Shiran got up from the ground, grabbed the pen, put it in front of Zou Yihan's nose, and looked at him firmly, "isn't there a month? I can. Please believe me

"I don't want to waste my time on you. For a week, if I can't draw something that satisfies me, I'll go by myself."

With that, Zou Yihan left the studio.

Jiang Shiran sits in front of the canvas, a bit at a loss. He doesn't know where to start and what to draw.

In the past, Jiang Shiran has always been surrounded by the cold. As long as it is related to him, she can do very well.

"Ranran, if you don't have inspiration, you can go out for a walk. Maybe you can relax, and you can draw what you want to express."

Li Xiaoji can't bear to see Jiang Shiran tormenting himself like this. He remembers that a long time ago, someone told him that Jiang Shiran is a hedgehog, a proud hedgehog. She likes to hold the thorn on her back to others, and often uses the thorn to hurt herself.

And he didn't want to pull out the thorn on Jiang Shiran's body. He just wanted to be a shield in front of her when she faced her with the thorn, which was enough.

"I want to see the sea."

Jiang Shiran wants to see the sea very much. It is said that the vast sea can take away all the troubles.

Dad promised to take her to see the sea, but he was always too busy to find time.

Liang Qiancheng promised to take her to see the sea, but he always wanted to spare more time to accompany Gu right.

Gu youyou promised to take her to see the sea, but before the appointed day came, she left her ruthlessly.

"OK, let's go and see the sea."

From the small season to see a hand of information, and a look at the river.

Finally, he put down the information in his hand and took Jiang Shiran to the seaside.