maybe once in love

Chapter 65

The breeze blows, bringing the fragrance of wintersweet flowers, silent.

He remained motionless, watching the slowly falling petals, a layer of arrogance and disdain gradually appeared in his eyes, "If there is nothing else, please go back, Miss Sumire."

Jinci felt a chill in her heart, her thick curly eyelashes trembled slightly, her fingertips pinched her palm fiercely, she could feel the moist temperature there.

"Liangchen, don't be like this, maybe you should have a good talk." After all, the silent Qian Sheng couldn't help but speak.

Liang Chen turned his face away, but his tone was much gentler, "If you hadn't brought her here, I wouldn't want to see her at all."

I don't want to see her at all!
Jinci suddenly came to his senses, his eyes turned cold for an instant, his eyes moved up his arm in plaster, and some vague and messy memories alternated with each other.In just a few words, it was like a sharp sword piercing into her chest, and she woke up from the pain.She would try to shake those memories away, convincing herself that the past was just a ridiculous dream.

Well, she must take these words as the golden rule and memorize them by heart from now on!

As soon as she loosened her fingertips, her face turned cool, and her eyes slowly touched his face, "Don't disturb President Liang to rest."

Slowly squinting at the back of the lost soul, Liang Chen's expression immediately became dignified, "Qian Sheng, I need you to do me a favor."

Qian Sheng nodded, "You say so."

"I want to find out who the ghost is, but it's not convenient for me to come forward, so I can only ask you for help."

"You don't believe that Jin Ci disclosed the information?" Qian Sheng was surprised, "Since you believe that everything has nothing to do with her, why did you say those things just now to drive her away?"

Liang Chen looked at the blooming wintersweet, "This is the only way I can protect her."

Qian Sheng's eyes flickered, "Why are you always thinking of her? Is it because of her? Or is it just because she looks too much like Jinxi?"

Liangchen's complexion remained unchanged, his eyebrows were drawn together, and his eyes were deep in thought.

Ye Shuixin has been depressed ever since she knew that Liangchen was still holding on to Jinci and refused to let go when she was in danger, and finally caused her arm to be broken and hospitalized. Ye Shuixin has been depressed, and now that a strong enemy has returned, her defense line has once again been raised to the highest level. At the same time, the nerves are tense all the time, waiting for a "tough battle" that will come at any time.

Pushing open the door of the box, I saw that the people on the sofa were intoxicated with money and money, and all of them were rich second generations, each hugging a young lady, with a drunken expression on their faces.There is a small saucer on the coffee table, which contains a few pills, which seem to be something that has just been added to the fun and has not been used up.

"Shui Xin, you are here!" The well-dressed man sitting in the middle raised his head and greeted warmly, "Don't just stand, sit down!"

"Uncle, why did you ask me to come to this place?" Ye Shuixin frowned, but she didn't move. She never liked this kind of messy place. If it wasn't for this uncle Mu Ansheng who personally called, she wouldn't bother to come here. a trip.

It seemed that he had already gotten used to the habits of this niece. Seeing her froze in place, Mu Ansheng didn't force himself too much. He pointed to the corner of the box, "Please help uncle solve those things!"

Ye Shuixin looked in the direction, and saw a few framed oil paintings in the corner, which were worth a lot of money at first glance, and he couldn't help being stunned, "Since when did uncle start studying art?"

"How do I know this!" Mu Ansheng narrowed his eyes, "But I remembered that my niece is a great artist and spends all day studying these works of art, so I don't have to worry about it!"

"What does uncle mean?"

"I know that my niece has a lot of knowledge, understands these things, and knows a lot of experts, so I want to ask you to help me sell these paintings and earn a little money to subsidize my family."

Ye Shuixin was still confused, "When did uncle start selling paintings?"

(End of this chapter)