Zhuang Mingyue has an escaped personality. When faced with emotional troubles, she will use escape to solve anxiety. When she is suffering, she will choose to stay alone to relieve the peace in her heart, and even rely on forgetting. Only in this way can she make herself feel better.

She also wanted to face it, but she was also afraid that the environment and atmosphere around her would cause her psychological uneasiness.

So she likes to be alone, even if Jiang Yushu tries to get close to her and let her come out of her own world, she... can't do it.

In addition to having dinner at the Jiang family, Zhuang Mingyue locked herself in the room most of the time and did what she liked to do.

Draw, learn, listen to music…

Don't go to see anyone.

The world's number one city.

Wen Ziqian brought her a dessert cake made by Feng Yazhuting, "Let's rest and have something to eat."

Zhuang Mingyue put down the club, took a few sips of water, and took the small cake from his hand, "Thank you."

"Seeing that you were in a bad mood all morning, eating some sweet things can make you happier."

Zhuang Mingyue smiled slightly, "How did you see it?"

Wen Ziqian took the thermos beside him and took a sip, "It's not difficult for you to see that some people will be emotionally reflected on their faces when they encounter bad things, and more of them vent their dissatisfaction through exercise."

"Maybe because of the stress of learning recently, there are various interest classes, and most of them don't have their own time to do what they like."

Wen Ziqian put his left leg on his left leg, crossed his hands on his knees, and nodded in agreement, "Well, it's really a lot of pressure, and it's hard for anyone to feel good. But there's nothing you like?"

Zhuang Mingyue thought for a while: "It seems that there is nothing I like, I like it, and my father never lets me do it."

"Do you like painting?"

"I have a painting here, do you want to see it?"

"What painting?"

Wen Ziqian raised his wrist and looked at Time. He had come to contact Time, "Come with me."

Wen Ziqian took her to the exclusive office upstairs and arrived at a rest room. A painting about three meters long was covered by a black cloth. Wen Ziqian stepped forward and opened the curtains, "Don't mind if there is something messy in the room."

"Yeah." In fact, his room was very clean and spotless, and it looked like he hadn't lived in a long time.

Wen Ziqian opened the huge painting. When he saw it, Zhuang Mingyue was shocked by the painting in front of him. "This... this is! The starry sky of Aishalia is shining? Isn't this extinct?"

One of the top ten most influential painters in the world, Ashalia has only five paintings in her life, each of which can shock the world! But she never shows up. The world only knows that Ashalia is only twenty-six, but unfortunately, when Ashalia painted this last painting, she disappeared when the stars shone brightly.

There have been no paintings for decades to come.

Many people are circulating that she has passed away.

No one knows what it really looks like.

"I don't know if it's given by an old friend. I wonder if it's true or false. Please help me see?"

Zhuang Mingyue felt an indescribable and excited feeling in her heart, “Can I watch it for a while?”

Wen Ziqian: "Of course."

Zhuang Mingyue gently stroked the glass frame, and the peerless painting reflected in her eyes. Whether it was the color or the painting, it seemed like it was real, as if it was trapped in it.

Zhuang Mingyue has only seen Aishala's painting once, this is the second time.

Half an hour later.

"It's true."

"So sure!"

Zhuang Mingyue nodded firmly: "I'm sure."

Wen Ziqian hugged her arms with both hands and smiled faintly. Now she can see that she finally smiled once.

"It seems that he didn't lie to me, but how do you know that this is true?"

Zhuang Mingyue shook her head, "I don't know, but he gives me a little familiarity, but I'm sure it's definitely true."

"So that's it." Wen Ziqian smiled softly: "If you tell me the truth, I will believe you."

"It seems that the person who gave you the painting must be his savior, otherwise the person who knew the value of the painting would not give it to others easily."

"If you accept it, you will feel guilty. If you accept it, you will owe everyone a favor. Sooner or later, this favor will be paid back."

“It’s true.”

"That must be life-saving grace?"

Wen Ziqian lowered his head and smiled, shook his head: "I won't say anything, go for a meal. I've been back for a long time. I heard that there are many new dishes to try together?"

Zhuang Mingyue: "Okay."

Regarding Wen Ziqian, Zhuang Mingyue doesn't feel much distance. Maybe it's because she has known each other for many years. She started learning since she was thirteen and has known him for five years. During these five years, Wen Ziqian has always maintained a comfortable distance to her and never exceeds the rules. Sometimes when she is in a bad mood, he will use a behavior that makes people feel that it is not very abrupt to make her happy.

Just like this painting today.

She likes to draw, and he has known this for a long time!

The two of them took the elevator to the restaurant.

It's still a familiar old position.

There are also many people who come to eat at this order.

Those who come are either rich or noble.

The world's number one city is not a place that anyone can come to just want.

After ordering the dishes, Zhuang Mingyue went to the bathroom.

In the dim corridor, outside the Gentleman Zhuang Orchid box, Zhuang Mingyue saw Qi Cheng. The moment the two looked at each other, Zhuang Mingyue quickly left her eyes open. She didn't know that the banquet would be the best city in the world.

Before the toilet could be reached, Zhuang Mingyue stayed for a while and immediately walked out of the bathroom.

"Brother Ziqian, sorry, I suddenly had something to do and needed to leave. I can't have dinner with you this time."

Wen Ziqian nodded: "Do you need me to send you?"

"There is no need for the driver to wait, I'll just go there. This time... I'm really sorry."

"It's okay, don't feel sorry, be careful on the way back."

"good."

If she had known that the exhibition banquet was here, she would never have come here.

Zhuang Mingyue should be glad that Zhanyan has been busy with the company recently and has no time to harass her again.

Just as she was about to enter the elevator and was about to leave, suddenly, her hand was caught by a strong force, accompanied by a pungent smell of alcohol.

In the quiet safety passage corridor, Zhuang Mingyue was pressed against the wall. The man behind him was pressed against his back, put his hands on her waist, lifted up the hem of her clothes, reached in, and grabbed the soft part.

Zhuang Mingyue grabbed his restless hand and lowered her voice, "What do you want to do? You will be discovered."

Wen He breathed in alcohol and scattered between her neck, numbly twitching her nerves, she stared at the tall body, able to completely protect the petite little girl, and tease her little one by one, "If Qi Cheng hadn't reported, would he still plan to escape?"
Chapter completed!