Seeing Lin Wei like this, Feng Yiyue shuddered hard, so if you really want to mess with anyone, don't mess with women. You can never mess with women.
When a woman loves you, she really loves you, but when she really wants to kill you, she will never hesitate!
Never betray a woman who loves you.
"This damn bitch, now he actually wants to auction my painting. Hasn't he been hiding it all the time and not daring to see the light? Then I will force him to stand in front of the world!"
"Although I gave the painting to him as a gift, I never made any agreement in writing. There is no financial dispute with him. Can you help me arrange a lawyer?
Prosecute the person who now owns the painting of the Redemption for theft!”
Hate returned to hate, but Lin Wei's brain did not stop turning around because of resentment. As early as when she saw that the redemption was going to be auctioned, she had already started planning thousands of ways to force Mr. Yu Congshen.
Any scumbag who betrays a woman's sincerity should be cut to pieces!
Feng Yiyue couldn't help but give Lin Wei a thumbs up.
This woman is really wonderful.
"Okay, let me handle this matter."
Lin Wei's method is indeed a good one. Although she knows that Yu Congshen is from the Yuchi family, she doesn't know who he is. If she wants to grasp all the information as soon as possible, the best way is to force him out.
"He must have never dreamed that I would appear here, so he dared to put this painting up for auction with great fanfare. This cheap man who eats soft food, I want him to spit out double what he has eaten over the years!"
Lin Wei's eyes were full of hatred. If Yu Congshen were in front of her at this moment, he would probably die several times.
"Then can you still draw now?" Feng Yiyue was more curious about this.
It has been ten years since Lin Wei left Yu Congshen. During these more than ten years of silence, didn't she try to pick up a paintbrush again?
Lin Wei waved her hand and said: "It's not that I haven't tried it before, but every time I pick up a paintbrush, I think of being used and betrayed, and I start to get angry. With this kind of emotion, I can't calm down and paint seriously."
Hearing what Lin Wei said, Feng Yiyue said slowly: "Since you can't calm down, why don't you try to use anger to paint? Calm down is an emotion, and anger is also an emotion, right?"
"When you use this emotion to continue your paintings, maybe the paintings you draw will have a different style. If you create with angry emotions, maybe your paintings will have more soul."
Feng Yiyue's words gave Lin Wei a feeling of enlightenment for a moment, and the spiritual platform seemed to become clear all of a sudden.
Yes, these years she has been tremblingly trying to find the possibility of calm creation, but every time she stands in front of the canvas, she starts to get angry, the anger of betrayal, the anger of exploitation, the anger of deception, these angry emotions fill her thoughts.
She suddenly remembered that every time her anger was so obvious, she had never been afraid to try painting. Her body was eager to express these emotions, but her brain was holding back!
Ever since her first painting was recognized, ard has been given the label of tranquility and sanctity. She has never been imprisoned by anger, but has been firmly imprisoned by these labels.
Because of these labels, she didn't dare to try it.
"You are who you are, and your creations reflect your emotional value. Don't be afraid of any label. Others have given you labels. You can bravely tear off these labels. No one can use any label to imprison you.
"As if she understood what Lin Wei was thinking, Feng Yiyue spoke softly.
She has never been afraid of labels given to her by anyone.
She is who she is, and everything in her life must be in her own hands. If she shrinks because of fear, she will definitely regret it a few years later.
"Never do anything you will regret. Live only for yourself."
