Sir, I will not marry!

Chapter 721 Pretending to be My Brother's Heart
Jiang Xiaonuan said, "What do you mean?"

Rong Yue stood up, swallowed what was in her mouth, "Come with me, I will take you somewhere!"

Ten minutes later, Rong Yue took Jiang Xiaonuan along a corridor deep in the manor that Jiang Xiaonuan had never been before.

Jiang Xiaonuan asked: "Who were those people that night? Do you have any clues?"

Rong Yue said: "Well, I know everything."

Jiang Xiaonuan asked, "Who is it?"

Rong Yue said: "The big tree invites the wind, and the internal and external worries, my brother is holding such a big plate, I don't know how many people are coveted."

Jiang Xiaonuan was surprised, "Are you one of us?"

Rong Yue nodded, "My grandpa's relatives who can't even beat him are looking for death!"

"How to deal with that?"

Rong Yue shrugged, "I will never let anyone who harmed my brother, I don't care what their surname is, let me throw them into the Atlantic Ocean to feed the fish."

Jiang Xiaonuan: "..."

Rong Yue said: "Nuan Nuan, I was really angry and confused a few days ago, and said some nasty things, don't mind."

Jiang Xiaonuan shook his head, "You are not wrong, I have to take the main responsibility for your brother's affairs."

Rong Yue's eyes lit up, and she pretended nothing happened. She stood at the door of a room, pointed to the door, and said, "Here we are, this is it!"

Jiang Xiaonuan looked around and said, "Rong Yue, what do you want to show me?"

Rong Yue winked at her, "What is contained here is my brother's heart."

"What do you mean?"

"Go in and have a look, you'll know if you don't."

Jiang Xiaonuan hesitated, and pushed open the door under Rong Yue's encouraging eyes.

In a room of a hundred square meters, the floor is covered with thick carpets, and there are six windows on the opposite wall, all of which are tightly closed at the moment.

As soon as the door opened, Jiang Xiaonuan didn't see what was inside, so he caught a familiar smell.

That's the smell of paint watercolors.

This is - a studio.

Jiang Xiaonuan walked in slowly.

There is not much furniture in the room. There are a few easels near the window. There are also many easels for display in front of the walls on the left and right sides. Looking from a distance, there are painted works on them.

Jiang Xiaonuan took a closer look and was stunned.

On the drawing paper on the easel, it was actually me!

Jiang Xiaonuan's steps became faster and faster, his eyes quickly glanced at each painting, and the shock in his eyes became more and more intense.

That's right, every painting is about yourself.

There are her smiling, standing and looking, pouting and teasing, and even her sleeping appearance.

The person who drew the picture didn't seem to be a professional. Although Jiang Xiaonuan's face was roughly outlined, it was vaguely rusty and rough.

However, this roughness is gradually changing with the movement of Jiang Xiaonuan's steps.

When she walked to the easel under the wall on the other side, she obviously found that the self on the top became more and more pensive.

There are more than 50 easels under the walls on both sides, and more than 50 faces of Jiang Xiaonuan just quietly fell on the drawing paper, and Jiang Xiaonuan looked at each other wordlessly.

Rong Yue walked behind Jiang Xiaonuan, glanced across the room, with emotion in her eyes.

"Guess it? These are all drawn by my brother. Six years ago, he brought back the sketch you drew for him from country Z, which is the one hanging in his bedroom now, you know? Since then, He started to draw you. He didn't hire a teacher, and he didn't read any professional books. He just rubbed and tried by himself in his spare time."

(End of this chapter)