The runaway wife of the president of the empire

"Yiyi, can you think of more pure things in your mind?" Lei Yufeng pinched her hot cheeks and smiled wickedly.

"Who is impure?" Mu Yiyi couldn't argue with her grievances. She and him knew who was the most impure.

"Of course you are impure, but I like it!"

"Shut up! Where's the painting? What about the painting you're talking about?"

Lei Yufeng smiled without saying a word, sat down on the edge of the bed, propped his hands on the bed, and leaned back slightly. [

It was only then that Mu Yiyi realized that there was an oil painting hanging on the head of the bed, an oil painting that looked too familiar, because it was her work at all.

It's just that it was hung at home, on her bedside.

This time, I don’t know why it got hung up here.

"This painting..." Mu Yiyi stared blankly at the golden sunflowers blooming under a blue sky and white clouds, and the two children running happily in the sunflower field, with a dazed expression.

"I sent someone to bring it to your house. I like this painting very much." Lei Yufeng didn't notice her abnormality, and turned his head to stare at the oil painting with satisfaction.

"If you like it... that's fine!" Mu Yiyi looked away, took off her coat, put it on her arms, and went into the cloakroom.

That painting foreshadowed the dream she had had for 11 years, in which the girl was her, but the boy was definitely not Lei Yufeng.

She has already decided to say goodbye to her 11-year dream, and she has decided to love again.

But when she saw this oil painting that condensed her dreams, her long-sealed thoughts were still touched.

What made her most uncomfortable was that she didn't want to see that painting hanging in her and Lei Yufeng's bedroom, but she didn't know how to explain it.

Because Han Zhenyu is a forbidden area between them that cannot be touched, every time they are unhappy is more or less related to him.

She understood that Lei Yufeng cared about the node, and she cared too much!

She hung up her coat in a panic, and leaned against the closet door, her body was a little limp.

In this life, she has nothing to do with those 11 years!

A pair of strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind: "What? Don't you like that painting hanging there?"

"no!"

"I thought you'd be very happy."

"I'm... happy, really!" Mu Yiyi turned around and leaned against his chest softly.

"Is this the expression of being happy?" [

"I'm sorry! I... I was too surprised, I didn't prepare at all. This is what I drew that year, and it's a coming-of-age gift for myself!"

Lei Yufeng hugged her hard, and wanted to say something, but when he looked down at the slightly melancholy face, he only said two words: "Eat!"

He thought it was his rough behavior in her room that day that caused her a psychological shadow, so he was unhappy to see that the painting Zeng Jin hung in his room was moved here.

But now, taking down the painting in front of her made her think even more.

So, he had no choice but to ignore it.

……

When I went down to eat, it was already a little late, and it had already exceeded the normal dinner time.

Halfway through the meal, Lei Yufeng received a phone call, he just listened but didn't say anything, the expression on his handsome face was so complicated that Mu Yi couldn't understand it, only felt that something serious had happened.

After a while, Lei Yufeng hung up the phone, lowered his head, thinking about something thoughtfully.