She suddenly took out a picture and handed it to Fengxian: "I haven't had a chance to give it, but I think it's better to give it."
Feng Xian looked at the picture scroll in front of him, but did not take it.
Shu Yu loosened his hand and took the initiative to unfold the painting.
From Qian Mian's perspective, this painting is exactly the same as the one destroyed by Lu Wanyu and Wei Wu that day.
It is newly painted, but the details are the same.
Shu Yu kept smiling and continued: "Remember that day, after saving me to the hotel, I was shocked, and then said to me, with this courage, dare to come out alone?"
She smiled, completely ignoring Qian Mian.
"You know, I was thinking at the time, if this man is not handsome, I must still speak up, and then, ah, ignore me, stand alone at the window and answer a phone call. I was really bored at the time. , I drew this picture. Of course, this is not the original painting. The original painting was destroyed by... someone with a heart."
She glanced at the girl next to her.
Looking over, Qianmiao's face was plain, and he was eating his meal without any ups and downs.
Sure enough, he was calmer than the average little girl.
As soon as Shu Yu bit her back teeth, she sat down next to Fengxian: "Look, this dress was worn that day..."
Halfway through, she almost couldn't speak.
The man's eyes kept falling on Tang Qianyan, as if turning her on deaf ears.
She tried to put the painting horizontally between the two, but failed.
Feng Xian stretched out her hand to give Tang Qianmiao some food, but she had no way of starting.
Too annoying!
She bit her lip, thinking about how Fa'er could attract Feng Xian's attention, she saw Tang Qianmiao stand up, her dull face still calm as usual.
"I'm going back first." She said to Fengxian.
Fengxian did not follow.
Shu Yu was overjoyed, holding the painting and hurriedly said, "Brother Fengxian, look here."
Her body was about to approach the past, but the man had already gotten up.
Feng Xian looked at her lightly: "Send me?"
Shu Yu nodded, "Yes, here it is."
Fengxuan took it, and then tore it in half.
Shu Yu's face changed: "How can I tear it apart?"
"Since it was given to me, how to deal with it is my business." He said lightly.
He threw the painting into the trash can next to him, and said: "I was sitting here with her just now, do you remember?"
Shu Yu didn't understand why he asked, and slowly nodded, "Of course I remember."
"Draw it, and the price will open."
Shu Yu's face was ugly: "Let me watch for so long, just to let me paint the two of you?"
"Not at all."
Thinking of Qian Mian's too cold face, the corner of the man's mouth hooked unconsciously.
Shu Yu guessed the reason, probably because he wanted to see Tang Qianyan jealous.
There was a sour feeling in her heart, and she said, "Let's find another expert to paint. I won't."
She turned her back, expecting him to coax.
But the next second, she heard footsteps.
Fengxian is leaving!
She rushed to hug him from behind.
"I like it! Break up with her, we are not suitable."
Fengxian frowned, disgust relentlessly showing through his eyes. He took off his coat and she also let go.
Immediately afterwards, the dress was sealed and thrown into the trash can.
The hope that rose in Shu Yu's eyes was instantly shattered.
Not to put on her...
Without saying a word, he walked forward.
Silent rejection is the most terrible.
Shu Yu looked at the clothes that had been touched by him. At this time, it was stuffed into the dirty trash can, as if he had been stuffed in.
She squatted down uncomfortably and cried, and there was a low sob.
In the flower garden not far away, Qin Mingyu, who had gone back and forth, brought this scene completely into his eyes.
(I just went home and didn't recover. There are two more updates tomorrow at noon. I will try to recover tomorrow night. Good night everyone.)