I have a lot of dissatisfaction and grievances in my heart. I can't wait to turn around and quarrel with an Yunying. However, it's rare for my mother and I to repair our feelings. I really don't want to have a cold war with her again.

I forced myself to calm down, turned to an Yunying and asked in a deep voice, "Mom, can I know the reason? As long as you tell me the reason and what you want, I can promise you."

"... sorry, I can't tell you now." An Yunying sighed deeply.

"Can't you even tell me why?" I smiled at myself. I was sad and wanted to cry, but I had to force myself to laugh.

"Mom, do you know how much I love painting? In my heart, all my dreams and all my hopes are pinned on the painting. When I was a child, I didn't have you or my father. I was in the Tang family. As an outsider, I always stayed alone in the house and listened to Tang Qingqing's laughter during the new year's festival. At that time, I tried my best to tell myself, It's nothing. I still have paintings. "

"I always draw many characters in the scenery, some are waiting for me, some are talking to me and laughing with me, and some are just like me. In this way, I will feel that I am not alone, because they are as lonely as me and need company. Now, you want me to give my own paintings to others. Do you know what this means?"

"I know!" An Yunying said quietly.

"You don't know, mom, I'm really sad. You don't even give me a reason."

"It's mom!"

An Yunying was still very determined and didn't mean to compromise at all. I closed my eyes, took a deep look at my mother, and handed over the picture that hadn't been sealed. "Mom, I hope this is the last time and I'll never come back."

Then I rushed out of the studio with the destroyed painting.

At the door, I was surprised to find that Yan Ruyu was standing in the corridor. When she saw me come out with tears in my eyes, she was also startled, but she quickly reacted, raised her lips and showed a proud smile at me.

Then, she raised her thumb to me, slowly compared to the ground, made a mouth shape in her mouth, and said in a voice that only two of us could hear: "look, you lost again, Tang yuan, sooner or later you will lose everything to me, do you believe it?"

I suddenly raised my hand and slapped Yan Ruyu heavily. The crisp slap and Yan Ruyu's scream were clamped together and echoed in the corridor, but my anger still didn't dissipate.

Did you bet here? Yan Ruyu is so powerful that even my mother stood on her side. Although I don't know what interests she exchanged for this opportunity, I was really hit.

Why Yan Ruyu?

Yan Ruyu!!!

"Tang yuan, you dare to beat me. I tell you, you won't be arrogant for long. Sooner or later, you will become a poor man and beg for mercy at my feet."

"The things robbed will never be yours. I don't care how you let your mother agree. You think a painting can turn you over and dream."

"Ah yuan!" The sound of high-heeled shoes from far to near, followed by the sound of someone coming down the stairs. I don't want to see an Yunying for the time being. Ignoring Yan Ruyu's provocation, I turned and ran out of the dealer quickly.

I can't understand my mother anymore. Is interest so important? It's important to wrong everything, including the people around me. In this way, what's the difference between me and a chess piece.

When I walked out of the dealer, it was raining. A servant ran over and handed me an umbrella. I didn't take it, so I rushed into the rain curtain. Behind me, there was no one I wanted except the cry of the servant.

The cold rain poured on me, not only didn't let my anger be dissipated, but poured out all my depressed sadness. I suddenly roared. Unexpectedly, a question appeared in my head: "am I really an Yunying's daughter? Am I really her daughter?"