Just as Jiufangting was about to go out, he saw Liu Shuang sending Su Xiaorui back.
"Uh, Xiaorui, I heard the driver say..."
"I'm tired and want to go upstairs to rest."
She walked past him upstairs with a pale face.
"Master, I'm leaving first." Liu Shuang wanted to leave, but Jiufangting stopped her.
"What happened?" His eyes were menacing.
Liu Shuang replied in a neither humble nor overbearing tone, "It's nothing, it's just that the young master and the young madam had a fight this morning, and the madam couldn't persuade them to reconcile, so I feel a little sad."
This reason is perfect and impeccable.
As someone close to Jiufang Ming, Liu Shuang's words and deeds are definitely not comparable to those of ordinary people.
Jiu Fangting glanced at her suspiciously, but accepted it. After all, he knew very well about his son and Fang Ning, and also understood Su Xiaorui's nosy personality.
"Okay, you go back."
"Yes, sir."
Jiu Fangting went upstairs worriedly and knocked on the door, "Xiaorui, are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere? Do you want to call a doctor?"
Su Xiaorui buried her head in the quilt and gritted her teeth to prevent herself from crying.
"Xiaorui?"
"...I'm fine, I want to sleep for a while..."
"Oh, well, you have a good sleep and I'll call you during lunch."
Outside the door, the footsteps of Jiufangting gradually faded away.
Su Xiaorui grabbed a pillow and buried it on her face, tears welling up uncontrollably.
She actually forgot all this!
Three years later, not only did she forget her parents' hatred, but she also married her enemy's father!
Su Xiaorui, what on earth have you done?!
She didn't know how long she cried, but she finally calmed down. Staring at the ceiling with dull eyes, the memories of three years ago came to her like a tide.
The year she graduated from college, she went to Nepal at her own expense.
There, she was fascinated by the pure natural scenery, and painted wherever she went.
She was walking on the street with her drawing board on her back, eating local snacks and admiring the cultural scenery. Suddenly, her eyes were fixed on a certain place, and her eyes seemed to be stuck, and she couldn't move away no matter what.
Across the road, there was a young man in a wheelchair. He was very beautiful. Su Xiaorui had never seen such a clean and beautiful man. He was like a clear spring flowing from heaven, quietly flowing into her heart.
Su Xiaorui hurried over, blushing, but said excitedly, "Sir, I..."
Before she could finish her words, two strong men in black suits appeared next to her, and they took her away one by one.
The man didn't even raise his head, he kept looking at the computer in his hand.
"Hey! I mean no harm!" Su Xiaorui shouted, attracting the attention of many passers-by. Finally, she was thrown to the side of the road by two strong men.
She got angry, got up and walked over again, "I said..."
The two frowned and picked her up again, this time throwing her further.
"Damn it!" Su Xiaorui has a straight temper. The more frustrated she is, the more courageous she is to move forward.
This was repeated, and when she was thrown away for the fifth time, the man finally raised his head.
With just one glance, Su Xiaorui heard the sound of her heart beating.
There was no ripple in those eyes, and they were a bit too calm. Just when the bodyguard was about to take action again, he spoke.
"What's the matter with you?"
Su Xiaorui could swear that it was the most beautiful sound she had ever heard in her life, a 100% natural sound!
She ran over excitedly, took off the drawing board from her back, and said excitedly, "Please be my model!"
The man didn't say anything, but the bodyguard behind him sneered, "Miss, you'd better leave quickly, don't make a joke here! Do you want our young master to be your model? You don't want to ask about our young master..."
The man turned his head and glanced at him, and the bodyguards immediately silenced him.
Looking at Su Xiaorui funny, he asked, "Since I am a model, how much are you going to pay me?"
Su Xiaorui was dumbfounded when she heard the reward.
That’s right, you have to pay for someone to be a model! And if you don’t have a thousand bucks an hour for a top-notch person like this, you definitely won’t agree to it!
She frowned, thought for a while, took out her wallet, took out all the money in it, and put it in his hand. Then she took off the small bag on her back and poured out many coins. She picked them up one by one.
Then, he stuffed it all into his mouth, "This is all my wealth! I'll give it all to you!"
The bodyguards laughed and said, "Miss, it's only a few hundred yuan, are you kidding me?"
Surprisingly, the young man did not laugh, but stared at her closely, "Is this all your money?"
Su Xiaorui nodded seriously, "All mine."
The man smiled and said, "Okay, I agree."
"Master!"
People around me said they couldn't understand. Is the young master short of money? Is he short of money?
Unexpectedly, he actually found time to be a model for Su Xiaorui. Since he had difficulty moving, Su Xiaorui went to where he lived.
I remember that Su Xiaorui was shocked when she first came to the hotel where he was staying.
Five star hotel!
"You're here?"
The man was pushed out of the room by the bodyguard. He was only wearing a silk robe, which actually added a touch of charm, making Su Xiaorui blush and her heart beat fast.
She lowered her head, her face red, "If I knew you were so rich, I wouldn't do such a stupid thing."
He waved his hand and the bodyguards respectfully left. He and she were the only ones left in the living room.
"What, you regret it? Do you want the money back?" There was a hint of joking in his voice.
Su Xiaorui buried her head even lower, staring at the toes of her shoes, "No, that money should be given to you...the mental damage compensation will be paid."
The man suddenly stopped laughing, and his smile was a little hearty.
This was the first time in so many years that he smiled sincerely, so unabashedly.
Su Xiaorui's face turned red as if she was about to bleed.
After laughing enough, the man suddenly said, "My name is Jiufang Ming."
Su Lanrui would definitely not know that for others, it was a normal self-introduction, but for Jiufang Ming, it was the first time in her life.
Introduce yourself, as an ordinary person, to a stranger who has no scheming intentions.
In the following days, he would give Su Xiaorui an hour every day, letting her sit in his luxurious suite, eat delicious pastries, and paint to her heart's content.
Gradually, the way he stared at her began to change.
From initial interest to current focus.
Her every frown and smile were magical, making him unable to look away. Even the way she rubbed her butter-covered hands on her clothes and then picked up the brush to continue painting became very cute.
He began to look forward to that precious hour every day.