Chapter 1107

"Thanks."

Mu Ya smiled and thanked him.

Zhong Yang lovingly helped her lift up her soft long hair, and put it on her back, "Mu Ya, it's hot, so let's tie up your long hair."

"With the air conditioner on, it's not hot."

Zhong Yang still smiled, stopped talking, and quietly watched Mu Ya complete the painting.

Mu Ya kept drawing until the red clouds in the sky were swallowed up by the black, and she was considered to have completed this painting of lotus flowers.

"Zhong Yang, can you take a look?"

Mu Ya looked at Zhong Yang expectantly.

This bamboo horse is an object of study that she can never surpass in this life.

Zhong Yang examined her painting seriously, and said, "It's pretty good."

Mu Ya's face was a little downcast, "It's just pretty good."

A guest came over and praised with a smile: "Very good, very good, Boss Mu, if you think this painting is not good, give it to me."

After the sound fell, Zhong Yang took Mu Ya's painting of lotus, and politely said to the guest: "I'm really sorry, no matter whether it's good or bad, I will help her collect Mu Ya's paintings."

Unless the elders ask for Mu Ya's paintings, Zhong Yang will help her frame them, and deliberately set aside two floors in Zhong's house to help her display her paintings. Zhong Yang said that if one day Mu Ya wants to make a For the art exhibition, he will return those paintings to Mu Ya.

The guest smiled mischievously, "Mr. Zhong is always unwilling to give up love." He asked Mu Ya again: "Boss Mu is so talented, and his paintings are also very good. When there is an art exhibition, I will definitely join in."

Mu Ya smiled modestly, "Mr. Long has won the prize. I just do it as I like, for the sake of cultivating my taste, and I don't plan to sell paintings for a living."

The man named Mr. Long seems to be about the same age as Zhong Yang, and his accent is not from T City, but he often comes to Sui Yue Jing to drink coffee, and he comes for a whole day, and occasionally chats with Mu Ya A few words, most of the time I just look out the window quietly, not knowing what I am looking at.

"It's Long who took the liberty."

"Mr. Long thinks highly of me. Why don't I draw a picture for Mr. Long? I don't know what kind of painting Mr. Long wants?"

Mr. Long's eyes lit up, and he smiled happily: "Really?"

Mu Ya nodded.

Mr. Long looked at Zhong Yang happily. If Zhong Yang disagreed, he would not dare to accept Mu Ya's painting.

Everyone can see Zhong Yang's love for Mu Ya. Similarly, Zhong Yang's love for Mu Ya is also very obvious.

What puzzled Mr. Long was, since the two are childhood sweethearts, and Zhong Yang loves Mu Ya deeply, why haven't they become a normal couple? Always waiting patiently and giving, Mu Ya stayed where she was.

Mu Ya followed Mr. Long's gaze to look at Zhong Yang, Zhong Yang smiled, "Why are you looking at me, do you want me to write for you?"

Mr. Long leaned over and whispered in Zhong Yang's ear: "I'm afraid that Mr. Zhong will be jealous. If Mr. Zhong is willing to write for you, Mr. Long will ask for it."

Zhong Yang had his usual warm smile on his handsome face, but the words fell into Mr. Long's ears lightly: "Name, place of residence, what identity is it, what is the purpose of coming to T City, choose Sui Yuejing Okay, what's your reason for investigating something?"

Mr. Long's eyes flickered, "I heard that Mr. Zhong has a good nickname, and he has a tiger-like smile. He really lives up to his reputation."

Zhong Yang stared at him with smiling eyes.

Waiting for him to answer his own question.

While the two of them were biting their ears, Mu Ya went to get herself a glass of juice and brought a copy of "Xi Murong's Poems" by the way. She drank the juice gracefully and read the book. She turned a blind eye to the secret war.

Years are quiet and such an environment has allowed Mu Ya to develop a temperament that can calmly deal with the sky falling.

Zhang Xiao often misses his daughter when he was young, saying that Mu Ya was lively and cute when she was young, but she became quieter and quieter when she grew up.

"Single-named sword Long, who currently lives without a fixed home and is jobless, came to T City to find someone. He likes the quiet and peaceful environment, so he became a frequent visitor. It's as simple as that."

Zhong Yang had a half-smile, making it clear that he didn't believe Long Jian's words.

Mu Ya told him that there was a guest who came to Sui Yue Jing Hao every day, and asked for a cup of coffee in the morning, and then sat in meditation after drinking, and sometimes answered the phone, or called others, to make arrangements. At noon, I will go out to eat, and after dinner, I will return to Sui Yue Jing Hao, and then I will order a cup of coffee.

"Mr. Zhong, don't worry, I really like the quiet environment of the years, and I don't want to do Boss Mu's idea." Long Jian knew that Zhong Yang was not easy to deceive, so he explained that he came here for the good environment, not for the sake of the environment. He came with Mu Ya.

"Mr. Long said he was looking for someone, what kind of person are he looking for?"

Long Jian paused before answering: "I am an old friend. He was taken away by bad guys when he was young. I heard that he appeared in T City some time ago, so I wanted to check it out. It's a pity that I have been here for so long. I didn't find him. Or maybe it's because we meet each other like strangers, and no one knows anyone."

Zhong Yang's eyes became darker, and he asked without a trace: "Since we meet each other like strangers, and no one knows anyone, how do we know that he has appeared in T City?"

Long Jian looked at Mu Ya.

Seeing Mu Ya reading a book quietly, she drank half of the glass of juice.

"In the winter of two years ago, when the time was just opened, that person appeared, and he was carrying my old friend's old things."

Zhong Yang's eyes deepened.

Long Jian can even figure out what the guests who have been quiet for years have brought. This person is definitely not simple.

"I've found out what happened two years ago. Mr. Long is really good at it."

Long Jian laughed at himself, "I only got here and I can't go any further. The Flame Gate and the Er Family are interfering at the same time. Even if I am Long Jian, I can't dig into the private affairs of the years. I can only do it every day." In the years to come, sit quietly and wait for the rabbit."

Time is quiet and it is Mu Ya's shop. Ning Zhiyuan, who has become the owner of the Huoyanmen, will cover his niece, and Zhan Peng, who has taken over the information department of the Er family, will also cover Mu Ya, not to mention the young lady of the Er family. Younger brother Zhuer is already seventeen years old, and he still loves Mu Ya, a big sister, so how could he allow others to investigate Sui Yuejing at will?

"If Mr. Zhong doesn't believe it, you can ask Master Ning. What I said is the truth."

That is to say, many of what he just said are false.

Zhong Yang stared fixedly at Long Jian, Long Jian came looking for someone, and said that the person he was looking for was taken away by bad guys when he was young. He thought that Zhanpeng was looking for relatives, would Zhanpeng and Longjian be related?

But with Zhanpeng's current ability, if the person Longjian is looking for is him, it is impossible for him to have no reaction at all.

If there is no response, either the person Longjian is looking for is not Zhan Peng, or the person who came is not kind, Zhan Peng stands still when it is difficult to know the enemy and himself.

"Mr. Zhong, can I ask Boss Mu to draw a picture for me now?"

Zhong Yang handed the lotus painting that Mu Ya had just drawn to Long Jian, "I'll give you this one."

Long Jian smiled, "Just now I begged for it, but Mr. Zhong refused to give it up. Now that Mr. Zhong is taking the initiative to give it up, I'm really flattered."