After the second marriage, I acted weak in a wealthy family

Chapter 430 Yuhu Bieyuan (1)

The two knew each other for a while, He Biya tilted her head and leaned on Liu Yi'an's shoulder. Isn't his doing the same as plotting against the Liu family?

At the beginning, I thought it was all because of Wu Juan and Xue Ran that He Biting committed suicide. Now that I have gone around in circles, it is not likely because of the box that hides the secret.

The three chatted all the way.

"We have arrived at your destination, Yuhu Bieyuan."

There was a sound from the navigation, Liu Yi'an asked Fu Xiao to wait in the car, He Biya followed behind Liu Yi'an, and three or four people got out of the car behind.

"You arranged it?"

Liu Yi'an nodded, "I think these people look more upright than the security guards at home."

"That's natural. These are the elites of the state of Hua."

As soon as Liu Yian said this, He Biya's heart slipped. When did he contact these people? Thinking about it carefully, she didn't hang Liu Yian on her belt 24 hours a day.

"Have you ever been here?" Liu Yi'an asked very casually. He used to come here by bicycle. From the alley to Yuhu Bieyuan, he had to ride for 45 minutes. It was a long dark night, Yuhu Bieyuan The boulevard was full of luxury cars passing by, Xu Nuo turned on the light on his bicycle alone, and there were bursts of horns around the front and back, urging Xu Nuo to leave this place quickly.

He Biya nodded, "I came here after you left, wondering if I would meet you here again, after all, painting is so important to you, but I never knew that the relationship between you and Tangyu had come to an end. "

"I used to draw for the sake of getting ahead. My grandfather handed me over to Tangyu, so I tried my best to draw with those skills, but I still couldn't meet her standards. Until one day I I finally realized that I like painting, not something that can be forced by anyone, but my own liking from the bottom of my heart, so I used the name of my old friend later.”

Liu Yian looked around, and when his hand touched the doorbell, he hesitated for a moment, and He Biya pressed it generously, "Let me do it."

"Why is no one opening the door?"

He Biya was even more impatient than Liu Yian, "Being an old friend is more comfortable than making a promise."

The door opened slowly, and Tang Yu's eyes were sunk deep in her skin.

"You are finally here!"

She seemed to be waiting for something, Liu Yian walked in with He Biya, as soon as the door opened, He Biya smelled a strange smell, "Are you cooking?"

He Biya yelled, sometimes she couldn't tell whether she was being a monster or wanted to ask from the bottom of her heart, Tangyu stared at her, "I didn't cook."

That pair of eyes caught on Liu Yi'an at once, Liu Yi'an calmly picked up the broom beside him and started to clean, He Biya's eyes moved, only then did he realize that there were countless rubbish accumulated beside him, and there were still wine bottles scattered on the ground.

"You used to do this when you came to learn painting?" He Biya tightened his voice, Liu Yian's hand holding the broom tightened even more, and He Biya snatched the broom from Liu Yian's hand, "Why, You are here to learn how to draw, not to be her babysitter!"

He Biya was filled with righteous indignation, she was the one who cleaned the yard before, but he was cleaning in someone else's house, what the hell is that.

Liu Yi'an smiled coldly, "Professor Tang, do you see that my wife is angry."

(End of this chapter)