Madam is proud

Chapter 323 Jiang Yu sent Yuexing's painting

Yu Zheng didn't finish asking the question, but Gu Xi hung up the phone, she felt that she lost face.

Especially people coming and going around, cast their eyes on her one after another.

After taking a deep breath, she suppressed the disgust in her heart and called Gu Xi.

The phone rang, but the person on the other side didn't answer it.

Played several times in a row, all with the same result.

She was out of breath, clutching the phone tightly, almost unable to control her temper, and dropped the phone to the ground.

Heng Shao is there, it is impossible for her to call him.

She didn't know what was wrong, but she always felt that Young Master Heng didn't care that much about her anymore.

After all, where did it start?

After looking through the phone book, the only person she could think of was Jiang Yu.

Her fingers trembled slightly, and after struggling with her thoughts, she dialed Jiang Yu's number.

Only after dialing, the mechanical notification sound has already sounded.

Empty number!

It turned out to be an empty number!
Jiang Yu actually changed the number behind her back!
Well, very well.

If he is ruthless, don't blame her for being ruthless.

Sitting on the hospital bed, holding a mobile phone.

Now, she desperately wants to know what happened when her mother went to Xue's house.

What is the truth that made her choose to commit suicide and give up her and Tongtong.

Tongtong!

Tongtong is the only relative she has in this world.

The tragedy of their family was caused by Gu Xi and her mother.

She must avenge this revenge.

"Gu Xi, sooner or later, I will make you pay the price."
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After Yuexing left Xue's house, she went to investigate what happened after Yu Wanxin left.

After sending the truth of the investigation to his brother Yuezhu, he walked alone on the asphalt road.

Touching her pitifully short hair, the sun set and the golden afterglow fell on her body.

She stopped on the side of the road and looked at the endless road.

Blue ornamental trees are planted on the sidewalks on both sides of the road.

She thinks it's pretty, but doesn't know the name.

The wind blows, bringing Kazuki's petals and leaves.

After all, they landed on her.

Golden afterglow, blue petals, pretty lady.

In Jiang Yu's eyes, the scene in front of him was shockingly beautiful.

Without the slightest hesitation, he took off the drawing board he was carrying and drew on the spot.

One is painting quietly, while the other is looking up, admiring the colorful scenery of fallen flowers.

It's quiet and beautiful, and it's so beautiful that it doesn't disturb each other.

The sound of '唰唰' came, it was the sound of a pen being drawn across the paper.

Yuexing turned her head and looked towards the sound.

Under the golden afterglow, the young man in white clothes and black trousers, holding a paintbrush, is seriously painting.

The blue flowers fell on his body and hair. He didn't realize it, and was addicted to the world in the painting.

After Jiang Yu finished his last stroke, he raised his head and met Yue Xing's eyes unexpectedly.

Looking at each other, Jiang Yu lowered his head slightly and smiled innocently, feeling like a thief who was caught stealing a painting.

"Sorry, the picture is too beautiful, I drew you on paper without permission."

Hearing that he painted himself, Yuexing was curious and walked over.

"May I see it?"

"Ah."

Taking the drawing board, what Yuexing saw was her standing in a sea of ​​blue flowers under the golden sky, looking up at the sky.

It's so beautiful, it's outrageous.

"Is this me?" She asked uncertainly, and what she got was Jiang Yu's nod.

Taking down the drawing paper, Jiang Yu handed it to her, "If you like it, I will give it to you."

"how about you?"

Jiang Yu smiled, with delicate features and excellent temperament.

"The picture has been reflected in my mind, and I can draw at any time."

She gladly accepted it and thanked her repeatedly: "Thank you."

Seeing that she really likes it, Jiang Yu is also happy. It is his work, and it is something to be happy to be recognized.

He looked up and looked at the jacaranda above his head, "Do you know what kind of tree this is?"

Yuexing shook her head, "I don't know."

"Jacaranda, an ornamental tree."

Jacaranda: Waiting for love in despair.

(End of this chapter)