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This time, when Gu Yannan kissed her, he didn't act as domineering as before. Instead, he gently patted her head.

The light kiss slowly turned into a deep kiss, and then it slowly brought her to the bedside. Only then did he dare to give it a try.

A peculiar bitterness rose in Ren Jiya's heart, but Gu Yannan didn't give her the chance to struggle or let go, instead he covered the two of them with a soft blanket.

Afterward, she felt herself rolled over onto her stomach. The man put his slightly callused fingertips to her back and gently rubbed it a few times.

As if under a great spell, she fell into a deep sleep.

Furthermore, he had slept soundly that night, not waking up even after dawn.

"Miss Ren, wake up, wake up. Xiao Han said that if you're not coming downstairs, then he's not eating." Aunt Song lightly called a few times beside her before daring to call for her.

After all, Gu Yannan had never cared about a single woman in the past few years. Her heart ached at the sight of this.

This time, Aunt Song could see the love she had for Ren Ji Ya from Gu Yannan's eyes.

Since it was her master who cared, it was only natural that she had to put in a lot of effort.

Ren Jiya stuck her head out of the blanket in embarrassment, Aunt Song took the sticker from the bedside table and passed it to her.

It read: "Looks like there is a way to make you forget to take that medicine." You can sleep well without that medicine last night.

Ren ZIya's face was as awkward as a monkey's ass.

Last night, she had almost been chopped into pieces by Gu Yannan. She was exhausted, so how could she not sleep well?

But Aunt Song narrowed her eyes, "Third Young Master went to Cheng'an to work, he told me not to call you too early before he left. You can go to the gallery later.

Aunt Song gave Ren Jiya a brand-new suit, "The one on the ground definitely can't be worn anymore."

Looking at the clothes of men and women intertwined on the ground, Ren Ji Ya's heart ached with hatred for Gu Yannan.

"Actually, I've already been through many things. Third Young Master is still young and prosperous after all. Moreover, there's no one by your side all these years. Miss Ren, you sure are lucky." Aunt Song expressed her understanding and smiled, then stood up to clean up last night's mess.

"You called him Third Young Master just now? Besides Brother Lin, who else is in his family? " Ren Jiya asked curiously.

"Hahaha …" Auntie Song laughed, "You say, Eldest Young Master. He's mysterious and elusive, used to being carefree and unrestrained all year round. Traveling across countries, the average person can't even see him, and outsiders rarely know about him. Only us seniors know about him."

"So there is still one more person in the Gu family?"

Aunt Song mysteriously "shushed", "Eldest Young Master is disdainful of arguing with others, so you can exclude him. Actually, Third Young Master didn't like to argue, but Old Madam Gu forced him to swear an oath in front of his mother's tombstone to bring Cheng'an to glory. Otherwise, he wouldn't care, it's just that this Second Young Master … "

"100 million Lin?"

"I won't say much. Let's go downstairs to eat. I see that Xiao Han is getting impatient." Aunt Song kept quiet and walked out of the room.

Gu Xiao Han was like an unpromising child. She swept through the breakfast on the table and smacked her lips, "Grandma Song, the rice you've cooked is really delicious."

"Xiao Han!" Ren Jiya rolled her eyes in annoyance at him. This little guy didn't look like he was born from the same mother as Mimi. Not only was he inconsiderate towards her, he even made things difficult for her.

"Mommy, mommy, hurry up and go to the gallery. Dad said it's a good day, there must be people coming to buy pictures."

Hearing this, Ren Jiya's heart turned cold.

When her gallery was on fire, the paintings she had painted in her own hand had all been burned down to a few pieces. Now the new galleries were filled with paintings by other famous artists, and even if they sold, they wouldn't be hers.

Thus, she blurted out, "Where are the paintings to sell?"

"Haha." With a childish voice, she moved in front of Ren Jiya and patted Mommy's face with her chubby little hand covered in tomato sauce, "When I went to the gallery to look, I saw that there were several paintings with your name underneath."

"Really?"

"I asked Dad this morning and he said he took it out of the fire. However … There's still a lot left. "

"Will he be so good?"

Aunt Song gave Xiao Han some food and said, "Why would Miss Ren say that? Don't think that the third young master is cold on the outside, but he's actually warm on the inside. It's just that in all these years, there hasn't been anyone who has managed to keep him warm. "

When Ren Jiya heard this, she suddenly became wild with joy. Throwing Gu Xiao Han aside, she rushed straight to the garage.

Aunt Song warned him from behind: "Be careful on your way, Miss Ren."

Sure enough, Ren ZIya rushed to the gallery and ran to the second floor. Sure enough, she saw three or four paintings she had made herself in the corridor.

Cheng Jian's words suddenly rang in his head.

He rescued you from the smoky fire, choking too much smoke into your eyes and causing you to lose focus...

It was impossible to choke too much smoke just to save her. After saving her, he also wanted to save her unremarkable paintings.

A warm feeling rose from the bottom of Ren Zia's heart.

Gu Yannan might have truly been thinking differently from what she was thinking.

But could she be the one who had warmed his heart?

As she was thinking, a burst of acrid fragrance suddenly came from behind her. She turned around and found that it was actually Cheng Caisi, who she had met once before in Gu Yannan's villa.

"Aiyo, my friend said that CBD just opened a high-end art gallery. I came over to take a look and it turned out to be yours!" Cheng Yu Si looked around arrogantly. "There are indeed some works that can be sold."

"Miss Cheng knows art too?" Ren Jiya didn't want to lower herself to her level, so she went downstairs as she spoke.

"Ren Jiya, you should know that Yannan and I are getting engaged. Naturally, there will be art decorations at the engagement banquet. Why don't you draw a few for me to see?" I'll give you the most satisfactory price. "

How can you look at people when you open your doors to do business?

Ren Ji Ya wiped away her anger and pursed her lips into a smile. A pair of dimples appeared on her cheeks, "If Miss Cheng is willing to buy it, I naturally have to put my heart into it. What kind of style would you like?"

"Here are a few pictures of me and Yenan from before." "Take a picture with your cell phone. It's a cartoon style painting."

Ren Jiya took a closer look and saw that the two people in the photo were truly a perfect match. She could not help but feel her heart skip a beat as she replied, "Okay."

"Draw a draft for me to see. I'm satisfied that you can color it again." Before leaving, Cheng Yuesi did not forget to brag about her understanding of Gu Yannan, "This kind of thing can only be done by me. You also know that Ye Nan's eyes..." He doesn't look at these. "

"Yes." "I know."

"Mm, it's good that you know. "You can tell that Miss Ren is a person who understands things clearly. When his eyesight recovered, you moved out of his house." Cheng Yu Si stretched his back, "I mentioned you when I was having breakfast at his villa this morning."

So, when he woke up today, he didn't see Gu Yannan. He wasn't going to Cheng'an for work at all.

Instead … Eating breakfast with Cheng Yusi in the villa?

After Cheng's departure, Ren ZIya realized that she was actually eating vinegar?

Wake up, silly girl, what are you eating?

Sooner or later, he would have to marry the Cheng Family.