Chapter 6

He treated her like air and didn't even look at her.

Meng Shaoting read the newspaper as he ate breakfast. After drinking half a cup of water, he noticed that there was coffee in front of him and couldn't help but frown. His pitch-black eyes were still as gentle as ever.

He put down the newspaper with a 'pa' sound, and when he opened his eyes, he saw the anger in his eyes slowly spreading, and he laughed in disdain, "Fu Jingzhi, stop putting on an act here!"

He raised his hand and poured the glass of water into the trash can beside him. Jing Jiu was stunned for a moment, then he took a deep breath to suppress his raging anger. His black pupils had water vapor that was about to be forced out, but she squeezed out an apologetic smile, "Sorry."

Seeing her like that, there was no way for his to vent his anger, Meng Shaoting stood up, took his jacket and walked straight out of the door, quietly watching him leave, his tall figure blending into the sunlight, slowly disappearing. Only then did she stand up and start picking up the dishes.

"Young Madam, you should go rest. I'll be fine." Aunt Qin hurriedly stopped him, but Jingzhi sweetly smiled: "Since I'm bored, why don't I help you?"

It was a warm spring season, and all kinds of flowers were competing with each other for beauty. When he realized that he had intruded into someone else's' misunderstanding ', he hurriedly retreated, apologizing repeatedly.

The young boy had black hair and skin as white as porcelain, but he carried an indescribably sick wind. Liu. He had an easel in front of him. The carbon pen in his hand paused on the drawing paper as he stared ahead.

"What are you drawing? Can I see it? " He leaned over to look at his painting, but that person suddenly brandished his arm wildly, trying to conceal his painting. Jing Jing Jing knew that he had knocked over the easel in a flurry, and even knocked over the brush case, but he was still reaching out to investigate, so she couldn't help but be startled. When she looked at his eyes, which were as black as night, they were completely unfocused, he was a blind person!

After a moment, seeing that he was about to stand up and look for the blind staff at the side, she hurriedly went over and handed the blind staff to him. He had just taken a step towards the blind staff when he stumbled over the easel and was about to fall over it.

Meng Shaoxuan only heard the voice sound very soft, as if it was afraid of alarming him. "Be careful, pay attention to your feet, I'll take you away, don't be afraid …"

Meng Shaoxuan's anxious and disorderly heart suddenly calmed down, and the palm of his hand that was in contact with her heart started to burn. He touched a pair of warm hands, and that hand tightly pulled him forward.