After a brief hesitation, Yang Yuxi still couldn't resist her inner curiosity. She looked around and saw that no one was there. She quietly came to the drawing board, carefully opened the curtain and took a closer look. As expected, the drawing board was the one she had seen before.
The half sketch that arrived.
The long flowing hair and the soft facial contours instantly reveal the image of a hazy beauty. The only drawback is that the face in this half of the sketch is blank. The facial features have not been drawn yet, so it is impossible to tell what this person looks like.
Yang Yuxi looked left and right, but she didn't see what was so strange about this painting. It was strange why Ye Ming attached so much importance to it, even ignoring the oil painting worth billions, but only regarded this half of the sketch as nothing.
Treasure. The girl on the drawing board must be very important to him, Yang Yuxi murmured in her heart. She could only find this reason, but it was hard to imagine that a despicable and shameless person like him would care so much about a girl.
While thinking about it, Yang Yuxi felt a sudden darkness behind her, and was startled. She hurriedly looked back and saw Ye Ming standing outside the study door. At this time, his face was full of gloom, and his sharp eyes were full of gloom.
A ball of uncontrollable rage.
Yang Yuxi secretly thought something was wrong. She loosened the curtain and looked at Ye Ming worriedly from the corner of her eyes. This half of the sketch was very important to Ye Ming. She knew this yesterday. For someone as proud as him
When she threatened him with the sketch, he even bowed his head and apologized to her, which showed how much he valued this half of the sketch. Now she was peeking behind his back, fearing that he would never forgive her lightly.
Yang Yuxi's mind was spinning, and she was about to explain something, but she saw the figure in front of her disappear. Ye Ming, who was standing at the door, suddenly disappeared on the spot. A strong wind blew in her face. She didn't even have time to react before her wrists felt numb. Ye Ming, who was standing at the door, suddenly disappeared.
Ming had already arrived in front of her, his fingers like steel hooks tightly clasping her veins.
"It hurts!" Astonishing power came from Ye Ming's hand. Yang Yuxi's wrist bones groaned between her fingers. A heart-piercing pain came and she couldn't help but moan. "Get out!" Ye Ming shouted in a low voice.
, threw Yang Yuxi out, and the latter fell to the ground, hitting his forehead on the floor, feeling dizzy for a while.
With a low groan, Yang Yuxi shook her dizzy head and rubbed her right wrist that was grabbed by Ye Ming. There were several clear finger marks on it, and a hot pain came from it. Until then, the pain in her eyes
Horror finally emerged. Ye Ming's strength was far beyond her imagination. If he hadn't thrown her out in time, her wrist bones would have been shattered under his fingers.
"Don't touch this painting in the future, or I will kill you." Ye Ming's cold voice came, and it seemed that even the surrounding air suddenly became colder, and the study was filled with a gloomy anger. Yang Yuxi was struck by Ye Ming.
Ming stared and felt a chill running down her spine, a chill rising from the bottom of her heart, and a crushing pressure coming from all directions, making her unable to even move a little finger, let alone respond.
"Get out!" Ye Ming growled and looked away from her. Yang Yuxi stood up hurriedly as if she was being pardoned, and carefully left the study. After walking out of the study, her legs became weak and she breathed heavily. At that moment, she
