C13

Su Wanbai wanted Jin Yichen to take the bodyguard away, but he refused to do anything. Someone was chasing after her, and her life was in danger at any moment. She was the most important person in his life, so how could he just sit by and watch as something happened to her? He was not allowed to repeat the incident of the gunshot incident on the campus.

Looking at Su Wanbai's back figure, Jin Yichen stood in place for a long time, looking to be deep in thought.

"Young Master, we should go home!" A bodyguard stepped forward and whispered.

"I want to live there." Jin Yichen pointed to the apartment on the opposite side of the road.

"This... Please wait a moment, I will consult the old master! " the bodyguard said.

The next day, the family members happily moved away, and Jin Yichen stayed in the apartment with a small amount of luggage.

Jin Dazhong was indeed rich, he offered a price that was twice that of the apartment building's market price, the family immediately agreed to move, afraid that the rich would change their mind after a minute.

Standing in front of the window on the second floor, Jin Yichen could just see Su Wanbai sitting in her room and painting.

There was a faint smile on her handsome face, this kind of peaceful Su Wanbai was the most adorable. Being in love with her was the luckiest thing in his life. But since when had everything changed? She was getting further and further away from him, misunderstanding after misunderstanding.

Two years ago, he had fallen in love with her at first sight. He had used all sorts of methods to pursue her, but she hadn't moved. However, when he helped an old granny across the street, she saw a warm smile on her face. He was a good man, she said, and a good man was the loveliest. Perhaps that little incident was only a factor in making up her mind to accept him. She was a simple girl who longed for a simple and pure love. He hid his illustrious family and gently took her long, white fingers.

That summer was the best summer of his life!

Time flew. When they were in love most of the time, the misunderstanding came down from the sky. Explaining and arguing time and time again, the originally thin love became even thinner. She had a cold personality in the first place, and the way she looked at him became colder and colder. Break up, compound, break up again, recombine again, her strength is exhausted, do not want to make another pointless struggle.

Su Wanbai's brush stopped in mid air, she suddenly raised her head and looked towards Jin Yichen.

He quickly pulled away from his memories and stepped behind a curtain.

Su Wanbai scratched her head, retracted her gaze from the distance, and refocused her attention back on her own painting.

At that moment, she was drawing Jin Yichen.

Jin Yichen had begged her more than once to draw a picture of him, but she had always refused. At that time, she always felt that their love could last forever. The hands of an old man, he was destined to spend his life with his son. Why would he need to draw portraits? The portrait was a memorial to the past, not a confirmation of the present.

But the idea of drawing a picture of him was growing stronger. When she finally picked up her brush and drew her first brush on the canvas, she actually cried in pain. Their love was gone and would never come back.

Jin Yichen swore on his life that he had never done anything to let her down. Although she had always believed in seeing, she believed in him. How could a man who was willing to fight against demons with his life on the line for her lie? However, he was still standing where he was, and she was no longer qualified to stand by his side.

Earlier, she had felt a pair of affectionate eyes staring at her. Raising her head, she saw that there was nothing else other than Xiao Suo's autumn color. Perhaps it was just an illusion, but it was just because she missed the person in the portrait.

He took out his phone from his bag and tested it. He could still use it. She checked her phone inside and outside, but didn't find anything suspicious. It seemed like the demon didn't have any bugs installed, and now that he thought about it, perhaps he had already lost interest in her. In the future, the two of them would have nothing to do with each other. How great would that be? Since she was young, she had never intended to throw away her phone. Since she could use it, she might as well continue using it.

She edited a text message to Jin Yichen, saying: "Wiping Dust, your drawing is almost done. If you have time, come over and take it."

"Ding dong ~" Jin Yichen's ringtone sounded out.

Jin Yichen lowered his head to look at it, his eyebrows slightly knitted together and his pursed lips also slowly turned white.

Su Wanbai had said before that portraits were gifts for lovers to separate. Did she really not want him this time? Although he still minded it a lot when she saw Su Wanbai stumbling out from Murong Aotian's villa. A man and a woman in a room, and Murong Aotian was such a strong man, perhaps her innocence had already been trampled on by him. But when she used her flesh and blood to block that punch for her, he knew what she really cared about. What he cared about was this person. As long as she was alive, as long as she was by his side, then what else could it matter?

He felt relieved, but she didn't want to stay in his arms.

"I don't want it. Destroy it." Jin Yichen replied with a text message.

Su Wanbai had finally finished the last stroke, she really did not expect herself to be so efficient this time, as she finished a piece of work in two hours. Probably, Jin Yichen's appearance had long been deeply engraved in her mind, his every frown and smile disappearing into her brush.

No? Su Wanbai stood up.

From far away, Jin Yichen simply could not see Su Wanbai's expression clearly. He only saw his carefully remove the portrait from the easel and put it aside. He stood there for a long time, unmoving.

At this time, Murong Aotian, who was sitting in the CEO's office, was staring at his phone in a daze.

He didn't know what he was thinking. He had installed a special software program into her phone. Her phone calls, her text messages, were all transmitted to his cell phone in real time. He thought he wasn't a pervert with a habit of peeping, but he was actually so interested in this woman that he wanted to know everything about her.

This woman's life was indeed comfortable. She went back to her old lover's side and even drew a portrait for him.

Murong Aotian stood up, he stood in front of the window for a long time, and he was almost burnt out.

Annoyed, he puffed on his cigar, his fingers trembling slightly.

What was this feeling? What did it feel like?

He remembered that he was still with Jin Mengyao a long time ago. It was just that when a young man came to Jin Mengyao to ask for directions, he actually went far to beat up that man. At that time, Jin Mengyao was very angry, saying that he was an abnormal beast, and turned to leave. He threw a stack of money to the young man for him to go see a doctor, then quickly caught up to Jin Mengyao and grabbed her arm. Jin Mengyao turned her head around and her angry expression suddenly changed into a smile. She pointed at his nose and said: "You big vinegar barrel!"

Was he jealous now? Impossible, this is absolutely impossible!

How could Su Wanbai be compared to him? She was just a donkey, the most unremarkable woman who had a lot of relationships with her. At best, it was only half her bed partner. Since she was Jin Yichen's woman, in the future, they would return to the bridge and return to the road.

Su Wanbai was an extremely smart woman, she might discover an eavesdropping software later on. At that time, she would definitely find someone to remove it, or she would very quickly throw away this phone. At that time, they really wouldn't have any relation.

When he thought of this, a sense of unwillingness rose in his heart.

In all these years, he had never seen any kind of woman. It was only this woman, a woman of such a strong disposition, who kept him from thinking about her. An irresistible longing struck him, and he wanted to call her, to hear her voice, but he couldn't, absolutely couldn't.

Housekeeper Li knocked on the door, but no one answered, so he could only walk in.

"Young Master, Master called you but you didn't answer, so he called me." The Housekeeper Li said.

"Why is he looking for me?" Murong Aotian's face returned to its usual iciness.

"Today is Second Young Master's birthday, so he wanted to …" Housekeeper Li knew that Murong Aotian would be angry, but he could not not not pass on the words of his Master.

"No!" Murong Aotian said lightly.

"But Master said …" The Housekeeper Li said.

Murong Aotian raised his head, his cold eyes were like two beams of ice, the Housekeeper Li felt a wave of cold air jump from his feet to his head. The Young Master had said earlier that she must carry out his words unconditionally, and that any additional sentence would mean that she had failed his duty.

"I know." The Housekeeper Li withdrew.

Murong Aotian closed the notebook in front of him, squinted his eyes, and clenched his fists.

Murong Aojie, you think you are worthy of being called Second Young Master? A bastard who could not enter the genealogy for his entire life truly had thick skin. When he had followed his mother into the Murong Family, he had not only kept cursing, but he had also kept beating them. The servants had not even considered them as masters, and had actually kept their pride till now.

After his mother died, he had treated his father as his only family. No matter how busy he was at work, he would find time to go home and drink tea and play chess with the old man. However, ever since that mother and son pair had entered the Murong Family, he had never returned.

That family was no longer his home.

Murong Aojie and Murong Aotian were of the same age, and they were only two months older than him. What did this mean? It meant that her father was already with that woman when his mother and father had just gotten married, even before they had gotten married. His mother was a proud and beautiful woman who was completely devoted to her father. After unintentionally finding out about the existence of another woman, she died after just turning 30. Father had always been cautious. As for who leaked the information to Mother, the answer was obvious, but the woman refused to admit it. A murderer was living a luxurious life in the Murong Family. Whenever Murong Aotian thought of this, he wanted to kill that detestable woman with a single shot!