Seeing this, Haitang never wanted to go in again...
She didn't want to face Tian Datong anymore. Although she had a gunpowder ball in her hand, he was Tian Tian's father after all. If she wanted to throw it in and blow up Chen Shimei, who had abandoned his wife and daughter, Haitang still couldn't do it.
Her heart softened...
Thank you for the hopes, fantasies, and companionship you gave me. Now thank you again for giving me freedom. From now on, I am free. I, Bai Haitang, am not in the name of any man, nor will I ever be.
Haitang smiled bitterly in her heart.
It turns out that after all the hard work, all I got in exchange was the freedom I had in my previous life...
Just when Haitang was about to leave quietly, Datong's pen thought for a while, and finally added eyebrows like distant mountains, red lips like cherries, eyes like lakes, a high bridge of nose and weak lips on the paper.
cheek……
This look...
Although Datong thought it was a portrait of the princess, he unknowingly thought of Haitang's appearance, and what appeared on the paper turned out to be his wife Bai Haitang...
Haitang saw this painting, then, wasn't that himself? Since he had divorced his wife, why did he still paint himself...
Datong stroked the portrait and murmured: Madam, how are you...
The longing look in his eyes was completely different from the tone in Hugh's letter.
Haitang, do you really believe that such a man would write that letter of divorce?
Haitang stopped, her eyes fell on the portrait, and she couldn't leave it for a long time...
I saw Datong carefully collecting the portrait of the lady, and then painted another portrait of a woman at a very fast speed. Without thinking about it, he drew the painting loosely and casually, and it was obvious that he did not put any thought into it.
After the painting was finished, Datong didn't look at it carefully. It was a task he didn't like in the first place, so he just finished it and put it aside hastily. When it was dry, he just asked Wang Xiaoya to take it to hand.
On the other hand, although Datong had already put away Haitang's portrait, he couldn't help but take it out and look at it.
"How nice it would be if the lady were around..." Datong said to himself, "Hey, it's not good to have the lady around. My life here is simple. Even if I win the top prize, I still have to rely on others. Now I don't even have freedom. Madam, you are here.
It’s better to be at home in Qiaotou Village than to suffer.”
These words came to Haitang's ears.
Deeply affectionate, this is the Tian Datong she knows!
Haitang finally breathed a sigh of relief and smiled deeply. You are a nerd. Your heart is enough. Why do I care about those gold and jade soft beds, fine clothes and fine food?
Haitang was sure that there was something fishy about the divorce letter, which she wanted to find out in the prince's palace.
As for Datong, it would be best not to disturb him for the time being.
As long as you observe him quietly like this, it will be fine. Being able to look at him like this is also a happy thing.
Haitang felt guilty for blaming Datong in her heart along the way. For such a sincere man, Haitang, how could I not trust him with a modern mentality?
Wrong, wrong, it turns out that I was wrong...
Looking up, I saw that the moon was in the middle of the sky, and the clouds had parted to reveal the bright moon.
Haitang put down her toes and did not disturb Datong, preparing to return to Zilu's residence and find a place to stay tonight.
Before I had gone far, I saw five or six girls hurriedly coming from the opposite side, each holding a broom in their hands, and their small steps were almost like a trot.
The leader is none other than Wang Xiaoya. She has already found her good sister, and today she will teach the new maid an unforgettable lesson!