Su Mo Han's face softened a little. In fact, he was not angry with Ye Fei, but Chu Zheng. As long as he thought of Chu Zheng, his heart would be covered with a layer of haze.

Chu Zheng is not young with him. He is a real family member. But why, he falls in love with his own woman!

This night, Su Mo Han took a look at the sleeping Ye Fei, gently kissed her forehead, took the clothes to get up and left the ward.

Outside the ward, Chu Zheng, Black Hawk and Luo Bing were all ready for battle. They looked at each other and did not know what Su Mohan was going to do. They all called them all at once.

Su Mohan first looked at the Chu Zheng standing on one side, stepped forward slowly and said, "what about painting?"

Chu Zhengxian was stunned, hung his head and did not speak. His hands tightened involuntarily.

Looking at his silence, Su Mo Han's eyes became more dangerous. Luo Bing and black eagle on one side pinched a sweat for Chu Zheng and kept winking at him.

Su Mohan did not speak to urge him any more. The minutes passed. A few minutes later, under Su Mohan's colder eyes, Chu Zheng finally took off his gloves and took out a roll of white paper in his arms.

Su Mo Han glanced at him, took the white paper in his hand and opened it.

One side of the black eagle and Luo Bing have raised their heads, secretly aimed at a few eyes.

After seeing the portrait of Princess ye to Chu Zheng, Su Mo Han raised a smile: "it seems that she does have some talent in painting."

A few people did not dare to open their mouth to echo, but their eyes fell on Su Mo Han's drawing paper one after another.

However, black eagle and Luo Bing soon withdrew their eyes, but Chu Zheng was staring at the picture of himself, and could not help but think of the scene with her in the afternoon.

"Tear and pull..."

When Chu Zheng lost his mind, Su Mohan raised his hand and tore the portrait into two pieces from the center, and then tore it again. After a while, a good picture became pieces in his hand.

One side of the black eagle and Luo Bing looked at Chu Zheng with some worry. However, no one dared to open his mouth for fear of causing more trouble to Chu Zheng.

Su Mo Han Song opened his hand, looked at the scattered portraits from his hand, and casually opened his mouth to Chu Zheng: "the painting is good, but I don't like it."

Chu Zheng clenched his fists and looked at the pieces on the ground. He clenched his teeth as if he was holding on to something.

"You should know better than anyone that I've never been a soft hearted person, and I've never been associated with a good person, so you should have thought about what kind of consequences you're going to suffer from the moment you're born with this mind." Su Mohan squints his eyes and opens his mouth.

Chu Zheng spilled blood on his lips and said with red eyes, "I know, so I never expected anything. I just want to be by her side and see her happiness."

Black eagle and Luo Bing frowned. For a while, they couldn't understand how Chu Zheng, who had always been valued by Su Mo Han, could make such a muddle headed move.

"Well, since you want to stay, I will let you stay. But Ben Shao still wants to advise you that the more you get, the more you lose. Of course, you have another choice." Su Mo Han opened his mouth carelessly.

Chu Zheng's eyes still fell on those pieces of paper on the ground. His eyes were red, but he said nothing.

Get it?

Lose

Is it like this painting?

he thought that only one painting would be good, but he never thought that it was just an extravagant hope