After I quit my relationship, my fiancé was attacked by me

Chapter 17
"Study?" Xie Zhan asked, turning to look at Fu Xuan.Is she asking him to buy books?
"My third cousin opened a new one, and it will open in the next day. If you can come... it will be more lively." Fu Xuan replied.

Oh, the original purpose is here.

This is to invite him to support the facade.

Xie Zhan smiled softly, not knowing whether to laugh at her "pure" purpose here, or to laugh at himself for thinking too much just now.

"Can you make two more paintings, or write two more characters?" Fuxuan asked eagerly.

two?

As the No.1 of Liang Fenghua, who doesn't know that Xie Changheng is worth a thousand dollars?As soon as she opened her mouth, she asked him for two calligraphy and paintings.

"You want to sell it?" Xie Zhan asked jokingly.

Fu Xuan's eyes lit up, "Can you still sell it?"

Xie Zhan: "..."

"I was planning to only make hanging paintings, but you reminded me." Fu Xuan said with a bit of hope.

Looking at each other, Xie Zhan was stunned.

Remind her?Is it really... that his calligraphy and painting are the way to make a fortune?
Why did she forget that she was addicted to money, and she heard that Xie Yuan moved tens of thousands of baht to Fufu, maybe the study was opened with Xie Yuan's money.

Thinking of Xie Yuan, just now under the apricot tree flying flowers, the scene of the two talking and laughing happily and intimately appeared before his eyes again, Xie Zhan's mood suddenly disappeared, and he tightened his fingers holding the fan tightly.

"What do you exchange for?" He asked leisurely.

There is no such thing as anything you can ask for in this world. Fu Xuan knew that Xie Zhan would not give it to her for nothing, and she did not intend to take it for nothing.

She proposed with some anticipation: "I am not very good at poetry, chess, calligraphy, and painting, but I am good at piano, wine, dance, and flowers. If not, I will dance two dances for you? The most popular dance in Jingzhou, I It dances very well, and my brothers used to praise it."

Xie Zhan choked for breath and laughed again.

Listening to music and appreciating dancing has always been the favorite of people in Fengyue Field. Could it be possible for her to treat him as a fun-loving casual guest and herself as a girl performing arts in the land of fireworks?

Brothers often boast?That is to dance for them often.This figure... twisting in front of them?

He narrowed his deep eyes, and examined the person in front of him.

His behavior, hobbies and hobbies are all incompatible with this Xie family's style.

He also thought that it would be best to convince his parents that he would not marry again and save trouble.But how can she convince others that she can set the rules when she acts so presumptuously?How can manage this huge and complicated Xie clan?

Xie Zhan felt irritable again, he didn't want to talk anymore, he passed Fuxuan and was about to walk in, and said a very cold "no need."

"Then what do you want?"

Fuxuan eagerly grabbed his wide sleeve again.

Xie Zhan said softly, "I don't want anything from you. I never give away my calligraphy and paintings."

Fu Xuan asked back: "But didn't you give me a picture before?"

"I didn't give it as a gift. Although I made the painting, as for who gave it to me, I don't know." Xie Zhan replied honestly.

The eyes of the person in front of him are cold and indifferent, like the pine covered with clouds and mist at the end of his robe, tall and straight, but standing proudly on the peak of the cliff, not tasting the fireworks in the world, not touching by ordinary people, let alone a tree to rely on.

Yes, this is the real him.

How could he please her and give her an incomparably exquisite painting?
Suddenly realizing it, Fu Xuan withdrew the hand holding Xie Zhanguang's sleeve in an instant, as if she had just realized that what she had just grasped was a ball of burning flames.

She returned to the distance between the mountain and the sea from him, with a polite smirk on her face.

"Since that's the case, I will return the painting to the original owner. I will send someone back to Mr. Xie as soon as possible. I'm sorry for bothering Mr. Xie today, and I'm leaving."

**
Fuxuan has always acted decisively and followed her word.

In less than a stick of incense, Xie Zhan received his painting 'Danting Spring Charm', which should have been sent to Fu's house after she returned to Fu's house.

in the library.

Xie Zhan stared at the picture scroll with an extra brocade box on the desk, and the folding fan with the residual fragrance, and didn't know what to do with it.

This month, at first, he wasn't used to not having a folding fan in his hand. His body was controlled by instinct, and when he stretched out his hand but caught nothing, he always thought of that sweet smile, which flashed in his heart several times, but he still got used to it.

Now, she returned it to him, but in his heart, strangely, there was no joy in finding it back.

For this painting, there is even less.

Recalling the scene before she left just now, my mind became more and more irritable——

After she said her farewell, she turned around and left, stopped after walking for a few steps, turned to him and said, "I'm afraid Xie Shaoqing doesn't know, my elder brother Qian was killed innocently, and his future is ruined, now it's hard to regain confidence, yes How valuable it is for us to help our family.”

"...I invite you to go. Apart from borrowing your reputation, I also want you to see his current life full of hope. Not everyone who has been destroyed by evil can return to a normal life."

"...You have judged countless cases. Do you know the black and white things that have passed through your hands? You may feel that you are just drifting with the tide, or that you have nothing to do. Then you work for a government, and for the sake of the people, what have you done? what?"

Thinking of this, Xie Zhan pinched his eyebrows and laughed at himself.

Yeah, what the hell did he do?
Shi Qing waited at the side for a while, seeing his young master staring at the scroll, shaking his head and laughing lowly, finally couldn't hold back, and asked: "Sir, do you want to hang it up, or keep the box as a treasure? "

"Treasure it?" Xie Zhan asked word by word.

"Didn't Mrs. Zhun do it?" Shi Qing replied.

Just now when he was listening to Fengyuan, the girl Fu will leave around the corner, and after a while, the Fu family brought this thing.The gift from the Fu family was not made by Mrs. Zhun, who else could it be?
Shi Qing's words somehow stimulated Xie Zhan, his face changed, and he stretched out his hand to press the opened lid with a "slap".

"threw."

"Throw it, throw it away?" Shi Qing was so surprised that his tongue got stuck, "You really want to throw it away?"

Xie Zhan squinted at him, "What's the matter? When I deal with my own things, it depends on your face?"

Shi Qingqing said bluntly: "If the wife-to-be knows that you don't cherish it so much and throw it away as soon as you say it, you will be so disappointed!"

Upon hearing the word "disappointed", Xie Zhan's heart shrank.

Yes, the flashing look in those eyes contained exactly these two words—disappointment.

**
April seventeenth.

At noon, the sky was still clear, and in the afternoon, the drizzle came unexpectedly, and it seemed to intensify.

After being on duty, Xie Zhan went back to Tingfengyuan, changed his official uniform, ordered Shi Qing to fetch the new painting, and then went to Leping Lane.

Leping Lane and Bird Clothes Lane are two streets away, counting the closing time of regular shops, "Mo Xi Study Room" should be open for a long time at this time.

Unexpectedly, when Xie Zhan was about to get off the carriage, he saw a huge crowd in front of the study.As the Shaoqing of Dali Temple, he is very familiar with this scene. These onlookers are all watching the excitement.

Shi Qing held the umbrella for him, heard noises inside, and glanced sideways at his young master.

Xie Zhan's face was dark, and he said in a deep voice, "Go in and have a look."

　Xie Zhan: I am jealous, not only from my brother, but also from her brother.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)