Chapter 375

"I really don't know, but if you just put it in the studio, no one will move. I usually pack up my things. Even my husband's waste drawing paper doesn't dare to throw away. They are folded and put in the back warehouse, so I will never throw away my wife's things." Aunt almost patted her chest and stamped her foot to swear.

"Forget it. I'll look elsewhere."

Sister Hua thought for a moment and asked, "Auntie, will someone come into the studio and take away the things from his wife? Or I'll ask my family. "

"No way." Auntie waved her hand: "I clean all the rooms here. No one will come in. My husband hasn't come to the studio recently. Some time ago, my wife would come."

Miao Xiaohui waved her hand and said, "it doesn't matter. If you can't find it, it's OK."

If you can't, just prepare other gifts. Don't make Zhuang Sheng Xiaomeng restless for a small thing.

After listening to Miao Xiaohui's words, aunt a and sister Hua turned to walk out of the studio.

Before a Gu stepped forward, she suddenly stopped and turned to Miao Xiaohui and said, "madam, I remember. Some time ago, when you were not at home, Miss Yue came and stayed in the studio for a long time."

"Who is Miss Yue?"

"Miss Yueqing."

"Oh, I see."

Miao Xiaohui asked them to go out first. She sat on the cane chair in the studio, holding the phone in her hand and hesitated to call Yue Qingqing.

First, it's not sure if she took it.

Secondly, even if she took it away, it's not good to ask directly. She doesn't admit that Miao Xiaohui can't help it.

That piece of jade is not a precious thing. It was originally a piece of uncut jade, which she used to carve.

So, even if Yue Qingqing took it away, maybe it was just a rare thing.

Who told her to leave things lying around?

After hesitating for a long time, I called Yue Qingqing.

She seems to have just woken up, and her voice is very lazy: "Hello, Miss Miao, good morning."

"It's past ten, not morning." She thought in her mind how to speak.

"What's the matter with Miss Miao? Or you wouldn't call me? "

They are never friends, so Miao Xiaohui doesn't have to talk to her hypocritically.

She said, "Miss Yue, I have something to ask you."

"You said

"A few days ago, you came to Chuang Sheng Xiaomeng and came to the studio. It happened that I couldn't find a small thing in the studio. I wonder if you saw it?"

"Oh? Is that right? " "What kind of little thing?" she said in a completely ignorant tone

"It's a piece of jade."

"Oh, what a valuable thing. How do you put it in the studio?" She exclaimed softly.

"It's not expensive, but it's my own work of art. I want to find it now."

"Oh, I'm sorry, Miss Miao." "I didn't see that," she said regretfully

I expected that even if Yue Qingqing saw it or took it away and threw it away, she would not tell her.

The relationship between them was not good, and Yue Qingqing had no need to help her.

Originally, I wanted to ask casually, even if I couldn't ask, but I was not very comfortable to hear Yue Qingqing's tone, which was mostly composed of elements.

She held the phone and leaned back in the cane chair: "I heard that Miss Yue stayed in the studio for a long time last time."

"Yes She answered softly, "I've been in the studio for a long time. I helped my sister clean up her paintings. I didn't see your emerald!"

In such a sentence, Miao Xiaohui quickly found the key point of this sentence.

She helped Yue Yuzi clean up her paintings.

Miao Xiaohui forbeared and forbeared, or asked: "your sister's painting? Has she painted here? "

"My sister can't draw. It's not her painting. It's Tang Dong's painting for my sister."

"What, where?" Looking around, Miao Xiaohui found that there were many paintings in the studio, some of which were taken away, but there were still many.

Basically, it's just one person, Miao Xiaohui.

This studio came in for the first time on the night when she stabbed Tang Shaofeng. It was really shocked.

All over the room are her portraits, shocked and moved beyond words.

But now Yue Qingqing says that Tang Shaofeng painted it for Yue Yuzi?

Hearing the loss in Miao Xiaohui's voice, Yue Qingqing's tone was quite light: "where is what? My sister's paintings are all over the room After a pause, she suddenly said, "ah, Miss Miao, you don't think all the paintings in this studio are for you, do you?"

The body is a little soft, and the thin cold sweat comes out from the back and forehead.

She couldn't help looking at every picture in the room.

She is very similar to Yue Yuzi, there is no doubt about that.

However, they are also two people, not twins. The subtle difference is very big.

If it's a picture, you can see the difference at a glance.

But the portraits are different. Although we can see who they are, the portraits of these two people seem to be between them. You can say that Yue Yuzi is painted and Miao Xiaohui is spoken.