4.Chapter 4 Even more handsome than in the portrait
Jing Jiaren spent a lot of time walking back and forth in the villa, rummaging through boxes and cabinets, looking for contraceptive pills and other things...
Take advantage of every opportunity to nip the budding seeds in the cradle.
It's a pity that since this is the place where she will give birth to a baby, she will not prepare such a thing to give her a chance to do it.
Ask the servant for it? It’s even less likely that he’ll give it to you!
Jing Jiaren ran around the villa irritably.
Suddenly, she stopped in front of a painting in the attic.
It was an oil painting, showing a man in profile, wearing a dark blue British dress and wearing a short sword at his waist.
The bridge of his handsome nose is like a jade mountain.
A pair of merciless red lips, full of indifferent coolness!
And his eyes have red pupils, not scary red, but like precious rubies...
The jet black hair was slightly curly and fell on his forehead.
The whole painting is noble and awe-inspiring, and impeccably handsome.
Jing Jiaren squinted her eyes slightly, even though she had never been interested in handsome men, she also froze when she saw this painting.
He is not ordinary handsome, he is rare, a rare beauty, and his visual impact is quite...
Moreover, this man exudes the aloofness of a king, attracting people to get closer...
When the servant saw Jing Jiaren staring at the painting, he said proudly: "This is our young master, what you saw last night."
Sure enough it was him!
"I couldn't remember clearly last night. I don't know what he looked like."
Moreover, this painting is only a side profile, a half-length portrait, so it is not clear whether it is the same person.
But she seems to have some impression of those red eyes...
The servant was obviously surprised. It was the first time he heard that someone had seen such a striking appearance of the young master, but he could not remember clearly: "Our young master is more handsome and powerful in person than in the portrait."
Jing Jiaren curled her lips coldly: "You are more handsome than in the portrait, is he still a human being?"
"Really, you'll know next time you see him."
"In order to please the master, the average painter usually paints a painting that is many times more beautiful than the painting itself." Jing Jiaren said sarcastically, "This must have been filled with water."
"Miss, why are you talking like this..."
"It's just the truth."
"When you meet the young master, you will definitely regret what you said!" The servant loyally protected his master.
"Let's not talk about him anymore. I'm not interested in what he looks like." Jing Jiaren looked away calmly. No matter how handsome he was, he couldn't take over her body for free! This damn rapist!
"What is the young lady interested in?" The servant looked at the portrait with admiration, "If the young master's genes are matched with yours, he will definitely give birth to the cutest baby in the world."
Jing Jiaren snorted coldly: "Then he must have this blessing. Do you think I am willing to give him a son just because he is a human being?"
The servant gave Jing Jiaren a strange look, obviously feeling that her brain had been kicked by a donkey.
Everyone thought this was a good thing that fell from the sky, but she had a bad face since she woke up, and she was full of disdain and offense towards the young master.
In terms of his worth, appearance, and background, there is nothing about the young master that is not a domineering figure who stomps his feet and changes his attitude.
"Did you..." the servant asked later, "where did you hit it last night?"
"I am fine!"
Jing Jiaren walked forward lazily: "I'm hungry."
"Whatever do you want to eat? There is a large kitchen on the first floor. There is a wall of refrigerator with a lot of food stored. You can go and see what you want to eat and what flavor you like. Just ask the chef to cook it for you."
Jing Jiaren changed her eyes and followed the servant downstairs.