Yuan Hongxi spread the painting on the desk with care and covered it with new rice paper. Muyin took one last look and remembered the appearance of the little girl.
It looks so familiar...
After standing for a long time, Muyin's legs became a little stiff, but Yuan Hongxi still didn't react at all.
"Yuan Hongxi?" After trying, Muyin called his name.
Yuan Hongxi's eyes only stayed on that painting and turned a deaf ear. That painting was the only one, and the scene in the painting was still vivid in his mind.
Only this one.
The figures in the painting overlapped with Muyin's. Yuan Hongxi closed her eyes and felt a surge of anger from the bottom of her heart. The words of Muyin and Zhan Shaoan flashed through her mind from time to time.
She has a good relationship with Jiang Songyu. Very, very good.
I finally calmed down and looked at the long-lost painting, but Muyin tore it in half.
Those anger, unwillingness, and anger were entangled, swirling and biting in his mind and heart. Yuan Hongxi's eyes turned red, and he shattered the desk in front of him with a palm, including the painting.
"——Get out." Along with the debris, Yuan Hongxi said this to Muyin in a cold voice, with no trace of tenderness in his eyes.
She never thought that Yuan Hongxi would say this, Muyin was a little confused, but with the fiery temper that had accompanied her for many years, and the imminent need for Wan Peining's medicine, she couldn't help but shouted: "What kind of nerves are you having! No
Is it just a painting? Give it to me or not, in one sentence!"
"Go away. I won't tell you this a second time." Yuan Hongxi's voice was so unfamiliar that it made Muyin's heart sting. Strangely, no matter how many wounds she suffered, she never felt as painful as now.
Pass.
Angry about a painting?
Muyin stood there, about to step forward and ask again, but Yuan Hongxi left without leaving her any chance. A faint fragrance brushed her face, and she seemed to have been drained of all her strength.
"Yuan Hongxi." Muyin's tears suddenly fell, "You told me to get out."
After saying that, she rushed out and bumped into Yuan Hongxi hard, like a furious beast. She rushed out of Prince Xi's Mansion, and even before Liu Mo could catch up, she got directly into the carriage and quickly asked the groom to go on his way.
.
On the way, tears fell like broken beads.
Holding the gun at her waist, Muyin smiled bitterly. If there was no exchange, then at least she still had a gun. It's okay, don't cry, she is so strong.
Wiping away tears, Muyin took a deep breath and closed her eyes in the car.
Tired. The tiredness that surged up in her heart seemed to crush her, and the cold "roll" made her whole body tremble.
After a day's journey, she was not hungry, so the groom was naturally hungry.
Watching the groom eating, she leaned on the carriage and watched the woman opposite discussing in a low voice.
"Hey, do you know? The Ma family's daughter cried and fussed last night, saying that the poor scholar abandoned her to pursue a new woman."
"I know, I know."
"Let me tell you, this woman has to keep a distance from the man. Do you know that this daughter of the Ma family is already a scholar... oh, I am ashamed of this. Man, I thought you were a treasure before I got you.
, after getting it, I will treat you like grass!"
"It makes sense. You see, before you get married, you don't know how boring you are with sweet words. After you get married, well, it's nice to get a greeting."
Harsh words floated to Muyin's ears one after another. She clenched her hands into a circle and dug her nails into her palms. "Man, before I get you, I treat you as a treasure. After I get you, I treat you as a piece of grass."
