Lovely wife, hard-to-support husband is too domineering

Chapter 712
"not bad!"

There were discussions around, and Fu Huanyan realized that at some point, everyone stood beside her and whispered about her painting.She doesn't hate this kind of atmosphere, and even urgently wants everyone to give her some advice.

"The use of color should be bolder." Someone said, Fu Huanyan looked at it again, and found it very reasonable.

Song Dengen was always standing by her side. Seeing her completed works, her thin lips could not help but tickle, "Everyone has their own style, and Huanyan's painting style is different from yours."

When the senior spoke, those people naturally stopped talking.Fu Huanyan stared at him with raised eyebrows, and asked, "What do you think?"

"There is progress." Song Dunen's opinion was very pertinent, and Fu Huanyan nodded humbly.

When the crowd dispersed, it was already dark.Song Dengen drove Fu Huanyan back, and he opened the car door to remove her bicycle.Holding the painting in her arms, Fu Huanyan thanked happily, "Thank you for sending me back."

"By the way." Song Dunen spoke softly.

There were no pedestrians on this road. Fu Huanyan stood by the side of the road with the painting in her arms, her eyes fixed on her toes, and she said, "You really decided to give that painting to me?"

"That was originally yours." Song Dunen folded his arms around his chest with gentle eyes.

If you continue to decline, it seems hypocritical.And strictly speaking, the painting was indeed about her.With her name and her back view, there is nothing wrong with her accepting the painting.

"Alright then." Fu Huanyan accepted it frankly.

Song Dengen wanted to help her wrap up the loose scarf, but Fu Huanyan subconsciously avoided it, and the man withdrew his outstretched hands in embarrassment, "Go in, it's cold outside."

The atmosphere instantly became awkward, Fu Huanyan hated this feeling, nodded and wanted to go in.

"See you next week."

Song Dengen pursed his lips, Fu Huanyan held the painting in a daze, then waved to him, "Okay."

Seeing his car drive away, she walked towards the gate with the painting in her arms.But just as her hand touched the door, she found that the lock was open.

anyone?

Fu Huanyan hugged the painting and opened the door with a smile.There were only a few people who had the keys to her studio, and she should have guessed who they were here at this time.

"Why did you come back early?" Fu Huan ran in happily, but saw Xiang Bei sitting in a chair in front of the drawing board, holding a wine glass in his hand, with cold eyes.

"Well drawn."

Oops, forgot to put the painting away!Fu Huanyan gritted her teeth secretly, feeling a bad premonition.

"Going out?" Xiang Bei's tone was obviously not right, Fu Huanyan bit her lip and explained: "That..."

She suddenly didn't know how to explain it, would it get darker and darker? !

The man poured the wine from the glass with his head up, put down the glass and walked towards her, "How does it feel to see your first love?"

first love? !
Fu Huanyan immediately lowered her face, "Xiang Bei, don't talk nonsense!"

"Am I wrong?" The man's face was gloomy, and his tone became sharp, "If he hadn't disappeared suddenly, would you have stood in front of me today?"

"What do you mean?!" Fu Huanyan immediately frowned.Is this bastard messing with her?But why should he turn over old accounts? When she knew Song Dengen, she didn't know him, Xiang Bei!

"Fu Huanyan!"

Xiang Beijun's face was gloomy, his thin lips were tightly pressed into a straight line, "What did you promise me?"

Fu Huanyan blinked, remembering what he said that night, her expression changed, "Xiang Bei, I'm just going to join the painting club, there are many people there."

At this time, he couldn't listen to Xiang Bei when he said these words.Especially the painting in front of the drawing board made him even more furious.Anyone who is not a fool can see what kind of thoughts Song Dengen has in painting this painting!
"What if I don't let you go?" The man asked back, Fu Huanyan frowned instantly, "Why?"

"Because I don't like it."

"But I like it." Fu Huanyan threw away the painting in her arms angrily, and said angrily, "Can you stop going crazy!"

"go Ape?"

Xiang Bei's dark eyes narrowed slightly, and the look that flashed in his eyes was covered with a layer of chill.Fu Huanyan instantly realized that it was not good. She wanted to stop it, but she couldn't move as fast as him.

bang-

Xiang Bei raised his hand, and the painting in front of the drawing board was smashed to the ground.Fu Huanyan's eyes shrank for a while, and she screamed with a pale face: "My painting!"

bang-

Fu Huanyan only felt a loud noise, and the painting in front of her fell vertically to the ground.The corners of the picture frame were broken at that time, and the corners of the whole painting were also torn.

"My painting!"

Fu Huanyan's face turned pale and screamed, and Xiang Bei's expression sank when he saw the painting fall to the ground.He couldn't control his temper. Originally, he didn't want to do anything to that painting, but he always needed someone to vent his anger on!

Fu Huanyan strode over, squatted on the ground and picked up the painting.When the wooden photo frame is broken, there will be spikes. Xiang Bei hurried to hold her hand, for fear that she would be hurt by the spikes.

"Do not touch me!"

Xiang Bei was stunned by the anger in her eyes and the cold look in her eyes.That look seemed to him to be a heinous person, as if he had committed some heinous crime!It's just a painting, and this painting was given to her by Song Dunen!

The anger that had just dissipated in his heart soared again, and Xiang Bei's outstretched fingers tightened one by one, and the tight curve on his handsome face was sharp.

Gently picking up the broken picture frame, Fu Huanyan frowned anxiously when she saw the torn picture in the right corner.This is how to do ah?His award-winning painting was damaged, how can I return it to him in the future? !

"Are you nervous about that painting?" Xiang Bei stared at her almost tearful expression, with the veins on his forehead bulging.

Fu Huanyan was so angry that she kept trembling, she didn't bother to explain to him, all she could think about was if the painting was broken, how could she explain to Song Dengen?

"Step aside!"

Fu Huanyan stood up holding the painting, Xiang Bei pressed his lips to block her, and his voice sank, "Where are you going?"

There was a chill in his eyes, and Fu Huanyan looked even angrier, why is he still angry?Obviously he was wrong, broke her painting, and still lost his temper right here? !

"Step aside!"

Fu Huanyan spoke with a cold face, raised her head and stared at Xiang Bei without any ups and downs in her eyes, and said, "I don't want to talk to you, please leave immediately!"

She tightly circled the broken painting with both hands, not even giving him a look.Xiang Bei's lips curled up suddenly, and there was a smile in those deep eyes that made Fu Huan's heart chill, and he turned around and walked away.

Thinking of the sound of a car starting outside the painting room, Fu Huanyan stood there holding the painting, her eyes gradually turned red.This bastard really left like this, bastard, bastard, bastard!

After a while, Fu Huanyan put on a coat, and walked out of the studio carefully holding the damaged painting.It was not easy to hail a car during this time period, so she struggled to walk to the intersection with the painting in her arms, and finally got into a taxi.

(End of this chapter)