With a swish, the originally rolled scroll was opened. Fengling Mengmeng held the top of the portrait and faced it towards Ren Juechen.
Let him look at the people in this painting...
Ren Juechen's eyes twitched...
What is painted in this painting is exactly what Fengling Mengmeng looked like when he was a child.
This painting was also made by him.
The suspicion was confirmed, and Ren Juechen's expression was a little unnatural.
It was like... the secret that I had kept privately had been discovered.
And that person turned out to be Fengling Mengmeng.
"Ahem... you go out first." Ren Juechen stretched out his hand and pointed at Ding Xiang, who had already retreated to the door and was still blushing.
"Yes." Ding Xiang nodded, fled out, and closed the door again.
Fengling Mengmeng was ashamed. Did the people in this villa receive any special training? Why do they like to close the door so much?
"It should be me in this painting, right?" Fengling Mengmeng asked.
Ren Juechen pursed his lips slightly and nodded.
"Who painted this painting?" Fengling Mengmeng asked again. Although she had thought that the painting that appeared in his study must have been painted by him, she could not be sure.
"I drew it..." Ren Juechen looked helpless on his face and nodded in admission.
Now that he was discovered, he would not lie to her.
That painting... was painted by him only last year.
Although several years had passed, he still remembered her appearance very clearly.
"Have we known each other for a long time?" Fengling Mengmeng frowned. Since this painting was painted by him, it means that the two of them have known each other a long time ago.
But why does she have no memory?
She always thought that the last time she secretly came to Butterfly Villa and was hit by a dart, that was their first meeting.
Have you known each other for a long time? Hearing this, Ren Juechen shook his head.
At that time, they probably didn't know each other.
Although there were some collisions, in the end, he didn't even tell the other party his name.
It was only after he inquired that he found out her identity.
And... maybe he has never been remembered by her.
"If you don't know me, how do you know what I looked like when I was a child?" Fengling Mengmeng was a little confused.
Since I don’t know him, where did this painting come from?
If he knew me, why didn't he admit it?
"Ren Juechen, you don't really have any conspiracy, do you? You even found out what I looked like when I was a child, and you still draw such a resemblance to me!" Fengling Mengmeng looked at the painting and really didn't believe it, someone who had never seen her before.
, I can draw a picture of what she looked like when she was a child just by asking about it.
Moreover, the painting is quite similar to that.
The dirty and embarrassed look on his body, as well as the wooden sword in his hand, aren't these the true portrayal of Fengling Mengmeng's childhood?
"Actually...six years ago, I went to Gucheng once." Ren Juechen coughed lightly, and then said slowly.
Hearing this, Fengling Mengmeng calmed down.
Hearing this, Fengling Mengmeng stared at Ren Juechen with wide eyes. Could it be that he went to Gucheng six years ago and met her?
Or...because she is the princess of Gucheng, so he pays attention to her?
However, all this doesn't seem to make sense.
"It's just that when I arrived in Gucheng, a dirty little girl threatened me with a sword to fight with her. In the end, because of her rogueness, I fell into a pond..." Ren Juechen
He said slowly. When he said this, he paused and looked at Fengling Mengmeng, wanting to see what her expression would be next.