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"I got really angry," he said.

Lu Jinan tore the painting into pieces, making it impossible to piece it together. He locked up the studio where he originally wanted to give it to Yan Ran, and never went in or mentioned it again.

He was really angry, which was reflected in the fact that he would not take the initiative to talk to Yan Ran, nor would he repeat in Yan Ran's ears over and over again, "Like, love, love" very boringly.

Ignoring it has become his normal behavior now.

This is entirely a unilateral cold war between men.

Yan Ran ignored him at all. On the contrary, this way she would be in a clean state. If possible, Yan Ran hoped that Lu Jinan would remain angry forever.

Aunt Li was the first to find something was wrong between the two of them. She didn't understand why Mr. Lu was always happy every time before, exuding sweetness and joy from the inside out. I have a gloomy face these days. , it is difficult not to discover it.

Aunt Li has been working here for a long time. When she sees this, she will tentatively ask: "Did Mr. Lu and Ran Ran... have a fight?"

The word "quarrel" is actually very unstable, because Yan Ran is mute, and she can't quarrel with others. Quarrel is always the most disadvantageous for Yan Ran.

Lu Jin'an, who had always been rational and calm, had bloodshot eyes and his Adam's apple rolling. He let go of his hand and said in a hoarse voice: "Will Ran Ran come out during my absence these days?"

Aunt Li said: "Yes, Ran Ran doesn't stay in the room very often. She often comes out. If the sun is good, she often goes to the back garden to sketch. Ran Ran's paintings are particularly beautiful. Mr. Lu should know that."

I don't know what I thought of, Aunt Li's face was a little hesitant, but she still said it.

"I'm just very close to Mr. Jian. This is the first time I've seen Mr. Jian come out so often."

The speaker has no intention, the listener has the heart.

The long silence made Aunt Li feel a little strange. She raised her eyes and met Lu Jinan's dark eyes.

The fire was burning inside, almost burning people to death.

Lu Jinan's voice was extremely cold: "I see."

Every word he said through gritted teeth seemed to contain the biting smell of blood, which made people feel horrified.

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The closed door was pushed open, and the man standing in front of the window looking at the scenery outside the window did not turn around, as if he was completely unaware.

Lu Jinan stood at the door for a while before walking in.

He took a deep breath and clenched his fists. The golden light cast a deep shadow under his eyes. Lu Jinan's pupils were dark and his voice was relatively calm.

"Jian Heng, I have always regarded you as my best friend, brother, and even a relative."

Jian Heng turned her back to him and still didn't turn around.

"I thought you thought so too."

As soon as he finished speaking, it took a long time before Jian Heng seemed to react. He turned around and turned his back to the sun. His handsome face looked dim and unclear. He was still cold and gloomy, "What do you mean?"

It seemed like it was just a simple question, not knowing what Lu Jinan meant by these words.

Lu Jinan calmed down and realized that he was indeed reckless.

Now, Jian Heng only has hatred in her heart. How could she have the heart to face those loves and loves? It is normal to meet them under the same roof.

The painting was painted by Yan Ran, and Jian Heng might not know about it.

It's because he is too arrogant.

This thought did not make Lu Jinan feel any better, but his anger was still burning even more uncontrollably.

Men will be beyond recognition because of jealousy.

Lu Jinan has also become the kind of person he looked down upon the most before.

"It's nothing." Lu Jinan tried his best to keep his tone calm, "When the matter is over, I will marry Ranran."

Lu Jinan is now like a possessive lion, eager to put his mark on his partner and cut off anyone's thoughts and coveting.

Jian Heng still looked calm, without any disturbance.

"I know." Lu Jin'an didn't see any difference in his expression. He breathed a sigh of relief unnoticeably. His eyebrows were still serious. He said a few words casually, turned around and left.

The room became quiet again, and Jian Heng stood alone in the sunshine.

Swah——

The curtains were drawn tightly, blocking out all sunlight.

Darkness returned again, and Jian Heng had long been accustomed to darkness.

He sat on the bed and sat motionless for a long time. It took a long time before he made any move.

Opened the drawer and took out a photo inside.

The photo looked like it had been severely ravaged, with wrinkles at the corners, and was smoothed out with great care, but in the end, traces of wrinkles were left, and there was no way to restore the original smoothness.

He lowered his head, his entire face almost touching the photo, and sniffed gently, as if he was feeling the breath of the person in the photo.

He touched the photo very lightly with his lips, as if kissing Yan Ran's lips, as if touching Yan Ran.

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Yan Ran was reading in the room. There were restrictions on what she could do when she was alone in the room. Apart from being in a daze, she could only read.

in fact……

Yan Ran: [Wow wow wow, the murderer must be her best friend! 】

System: [No way, it’s her husband. 】

Yan Ran: [The heroine’s husband loves her so much, how could he kill the heroine? 】

System: [If you don’t believe me, just read on. 】

In the eyes of outsiders, the quiet and beautiful pictures are all illusions.

And Lu Jinan was the one who was confused by this illusion.

Yan Ran's hair has grown a lot recently, and she looks even more beautiful. Her face is pale and sickly, and the golden sunlight shines on her eyelashes, making her look like an angel descending from the sky.

There is an unreal beauty.

Lu Jinan's pupils were dark and gloomy, and he walked over quietly.

He raised his hand and rubbed the back of Yan Ran's head. Yan Ran seemed to be frightened, her thin shoulders shook, and she looked over in panic.

When watching a suspense movie, anyone would be shocked if they were suddenly treated like this.

The little finger restrainedly pressed on the white and tender neck, like holding his most beloved and fragile treasure. He tried hard to calm the trembling of his finger bones and uttered two words in a low voice, "Baby..."

Yan Ran trembled again. This time he was not frightened, but disgusted.

Yan Ran glanced at him inexplicably, pursed her lips, then lowered her head and continued reading, unwilling to pay attention to him.

"Baby..." Lu Jinan called again.

In fact, his voice is very nice, low and magnetic, with a sexy tingle in his lower voice that can easily make a woman's legs weak.

Of course, this does not include Yan Ran.

"Next time, don't draw other people." Lu Jin'an was sticky, as if he was coquettish, and full of alarming possessiveness. "From now on, just draw me, okay?"

not good.

If Yan Ran could speak, he would definitely say these two words without hesitation.

(End of this chapter)