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Gradually, Su Weiyi's complexion also recovered quite a bit. Sometimes, when the weather was good and she was drawing by the seaside, Mu Yexiao would try to walk over to her and speak to her in a low tone.

But no matter what he said, Su Weiyi would ignore him, treating him as though he was invisible, as he was just immersed in his own drawing.

Just then, a servant walked over and stood behind Mu Yexiao. He bowed his head and said respectfully: "Young Master! There's your phone number! "

Mu Yexiao's gaze focused on the figure not far away. Even though she was wearing a thick woolen coat, it was unable to cover her slim and graceful back in the slightest. The sea breeze blew up her hair that reached his waist.

At the moment, she was drawing Nangong Shaojue's eyes. She depicted it very seriously and carefully, afraid that there would be any mistakes, and she seemed to have etched everything about him into her mind, drawing it so vividly.

Mu Yexiao stood behind her like this, the sea breeze caressing his silver hair, the warm sunlight sprinkled down, as if it was a star that was smooth as flowing water. He looked at her with furrowed brows, and the light in his eyes seemed to be trying really hard to hide something.

The moment Su Weiyi finished writing, Mu Yexiao walked towards Su Weiyi and stood by her side. He lowered his eyes and watched as the gentle smile on the corner of her mouth instantly disappeared in the instant he stood there, and his heart skipped a beat.

However, a gentle smile still appeared on his face, and he looked as warm and enchanting as an angel. "After drawing, it's time to go back!"

However, Su Weiyi acted as if he didn't hear it, and his eyes tightly stared at the drawing.

After a long while, Mu Yexiao still did not hear a reply, and did not continue to ask for her help, saying: "The only thing you are tired of, is coming back by yourself!"

With that, he turned around and left. As he passed by the servants, he ordered in a cold voice, "Take good care of the young miss!"

"Yes sir!"

The servant stood behind Su Weiyi, quietly looking at him, feeling envious and suspicious, all the people here knew that the Young Master looked gentle and harmless, but in truth, it was extremely ruthless and brutal, no one dared to disobey him, no matter what he did, they would still be careful, afraid of making a mistake and making the Young Master unhappy.

No matter how much she shouted at Young Master, smashed his things, and even dared to slap him, this was something that they had never dared to imagine.

However, the Young Master acted as if nothing had happened. He treated this young miss so well and doted on her so dearly, but this young miss's eyes were still cold and ruthless. They truly could not understand, who could be so beautiful like the Young Master that not a single woman would be moved?

The servant walked over to try and persuade Su Weiyi.

"Miss Su, you should go back to your room. Otherwise, Young Master will worry!"

Su Weiyi ignored the servant.

The servant continued: "Miss Su is actually kind to you, why can't you accept him? I am afraid it will be difficult to find such a rich and beautiful man like Young Master in this world! "

"…"

"Moreover, Young Master has never brought a woman to this private villa. We …" The servant had not finished speaking when he suddenly met Su Weiyi's cold and terrifying eyes.

"Have you said enough!?" His voice was cold and domineering.

The servant's body froze for a second, then his body shivered as he called out, "Miss Su …"

"Get out of my way!" she ordered coldly.

The servant, however, had no intention of leaving. Trembling, he said, "Young Master ordered me to take care of Miss Su …"

Before he even finished speaking, Su Weiyi's cold voice sounded out again: "I told you to scram!" In an instant, the aura around her body became somewhat terrifying.

The servant originally wanted to stay, but somehow, he did not dare to. He quickly turned and left, leaving Su Weiyi alone.

Su Weiyi sat on the chair, his slender fingers depicting the extremely handsome face on the painting. His eyes were so gentle that it was filled with love and admiration, as he said with a resolute voice, "Shaojue! I must come and find you! "

Returning to his room, Su Weiyi took the photos from the album one by one and stuck them onto the drawing paper. Then, he rolled up the picture and wrapped it with a piece of plastic paper.

Tonight, Mu Yexiao should have something to attend to and he was not at the villa, but he did not ask the servant.

In the middle of the night, when all the servants were asleep, Su Weiyi carried the glass barrel to the beach and dug a deep pit, before burying the barrel inside. She was unable to bring the paintings and the photos with his, and could not let Mu Yexiao see them.

The next day, Mu Yexiao did not return until noon. When he walked to the living room, he saw Su Weiyi sitting on the sofa.

The moment he returned, Su Weiyi looked up at him. Mu Yexiao focused his gaze, as if he could see through the hidden meaning in her eyes, and said gently: "The only one is waiting for me!"

Su Weiyi then tightly stared at Mu Yexiao, and coldly said: "I want to leave!"

Because now, no matter where she went, someone would follow her. When she reached the door, the bodyguard would not let her leave.

Mu Yexiao looked at her with narrowed eyes, as if he could see through her. He walked over in large strides, sat at Su Weiyi's side, and asked softly: "You want to go out for a walk?" The voice was low in alcohol and melodious.

Su Weiyi didn't look at him with his ice-cold eyes, nor did he reply him.

Half a second later, Mu Yexiao smiled and said gently: "I will accompany you out to shop in a while, I will buy some things for you!"

With that, Su Weiyi's gaze instantly froze. Looking at him, he said sternly: "I don't need you to buy me anything!"

Facing her current ice-cold appearance, Mu Yexiao did not seem to be angry at all. With a gentle smile still on his face, his long and narrow eyes sparkled with a hidden meaning, "When we were in New York, didn't we also go shopping together …"

Before he could finish his words, Su Weiyi shouted coldly: "Shut your mouth!" Thinking back to when he was in New York, her heart was filled with anger and guilt. How could she be immersed in Mu Yexiao's abnormal gentleness?

Recalling all that had happened, she felt guilt and endless hatred for Nangong Shaojue even though he had shot him dead at the time.

"Why didn't you die?!" Why did he come back to life?

As she said that, the surrounding atmosphere instantly condensed to a terrifying extent, as if the air itself had frozen. The surrounding servants immediately shuddered, their hearts seemed to have reached their throats, they looked at Su Weiyi again, but she did not seem the least bit afraid.