She buried half of her face between her knees, stretched out her hand to the man, "Give it back to me..."
"I saved your... bear last night. Are you reluctant to give me a painting as a gift in return?"
Huo Ruxi put her strong arms on the edge of the table and leaned slightly towards her, "I like this painting very much, give it to me, okay?"
"Gift...I have prepared a gift for you a long time ago." Shen Chulu's voice was timid, and she hooked her white toes.
"Where?" Huo Ruxi's eyes lit up.
...
Ten minutes later, Huo Ruxi returned to her Ferrari.
He was holding a cake box in his left hand, and the rolled portrait in his right hand. The corners of his lips kept rising, and he felt unprecedented satisfaction in his heart.
In fact, as early as Shen Nanhuai's birthday party, when he witnessed the painting that Shen Chulu gave to his grandfather, he had already secretly hoped that he could get such a painting.
A unique painting made just for him.
Unexpectedly, he actually got it.
That kind of joy, that kind of happiness, is indescribable.
Huo Ruxi put the painting away happily and couldn't wait to open the cake box.
Inside, there is a piece of plain, even a little ugly blueberry mousse cake.
He picked up a piece of cream with his fingertips and put it into his mouth, sucked it carefully with his fingers.
Huo Ruxi frowned and chewed.
The taste, why, is it a bit sour?
*
Late at night, Tang Qiaoer put on a facial mask and sat in front of the computer in the study, playing games without taking a break.
In fact, she had been sleepy for a long time, but Lin Su had gone out to follow Yang Hao tonight on her queen's orders and she hadn't come back yet. She felt uneasy, so she played games to refresh herself while waiting for news from him.
There was an official email sent to her in the background of the game, inviting her, the number one female slayer in the international server, to participate in professional competitions more than once, but she rejected them all.
Playing games is for entertainment, why should we link a piece of entertainment with fame and fortune? Is she short of that much money?
Ding--
A message was sent that Xie Jinhuan was online.
[Rose: Do you want to play a game together? 】
[Lucifer: OK, pull me. 】
Xie Jinhuan connected with her through the microphone, and the man's clear voice rippled in the study room.
"Good evening, Miss Lucifer."
"Good evening, Mr. Rousi." Tang Qiaoer joked, "Do you like fish flavor or spicy flavor?"
"It seems you are very capable of handling pressure, AdaWa
g's matter won't have much impact on you. "Xie Jinhuan smiled softly.
"That's because I have practiced "Nine Yang Divine Art"."
"What's the meaning?"
"If he is strong, he will be strong, and the breeze will blow on the hills. If he is allowed to be unruly, the bright moon will shine on the river. If he is cruel, he will be evil, and I will be full of energy."
Xie Jinhuan couldn't help laughing, paused, and asked again, "AdaWa
Can I help you with g? "
"No, this is a battle between me and the Shen family. Although the matter is not serious, it is still inconvenient to involve Xie's people. Thank you for your kindness." Tang Qiaoer declined politely.
"I don't represent Mr. Xie, I just want to help you in my own name." Xie Jinhuan's voice was soft and filled with concern.
Tang Qiaoer raised her eyebrows, "You don't believe in my strength? You think I can't handle it alone?"
"No."
Xie Jinhuan chuckled helplessly, "I just don't want you to be so tired. Leave more time to come out and play games with me. You haven't been online for several days."
Tang Qiaoer was suddenly startled and blinked her bright eyes.
Could it be that...he has been waiting for her online these days?
Oh, it turned out to be the wealthy young master who had just returned from Forest Country. He was idle and had no friends, so no wonder he kept pestering her.
A bit miserable.
At this moment, there was a knock on the door and Lin Su's voice came.
"Miss! I'm back!"
Tang Qiao'er finally had the man she had been waiting for back, and hurriedly said goodbye to Xie Jinhuan: "Fourth Young Master, I don't want to tell you if I have an emergency here. Good night!"
She exited the voice call without waiting for his response.
The other side.
Xie Jinhuan looked at the chat interface where only his avatar was left, his long eyelashes fluttered, and he spoke to himself tenderly.
"Good night, Qiaoqiao."
Then, with a gloomy look in his eyes, he clicked the mouse twice.
What appeared on the screen instead of the game interface was detailed background information about Lin Su and the other two brothers of the Lin family.
