Walking in the corridor with many dark-toned paintings, she couldn't help but pursed the corners of her mouth and sighed, "Brother really loves to find abuse, obviously the memory is very painful, and he always tastes it here alone." ”

These paintings are all made by Leng Yehan, and the paintings here are all made when he is depressed and gloomy. No one outside will know the meaning of these paintings, but Leng Xixi, as a younger sister, knows it very well.

At the same time, in another time in the corridor, Chu Xinran was also moved by the paintings on the wall.

The main house of the Leng family gives people an indescribable sense of silence. Although it is big and gorgeous, it lacks popularity, and Chu Xinran believes that what the Leng family especially lacks is human touch.

Although Leng Yehan's attitude before could scare people to death, but there was no movement from him for a while, and Chu Xinran couldn't help but walk out of the room. She didn't want to see what Leng Yehan was doing, but she was attracted by the paintings in the corridor on the first floor just now.

"The taste of cold night and cold is really unique, others are vassals and elegant, and they will try their best to buy paintings by famous masters, but he is all paintings that have not been nominated, and the painting style is still so dark. Presumably, the person who painted must be a person with severe depression. ”

Chu Xinran said this in his mouth, but what he actually thought in his heart was that the buyer and the painter were the same - psychologically ill!

Having said that, Chu Xinran's own painting style is a little gray, but she will paint her paintings like that because of the relationship between color and feeling, and because the picture is not bright enough, she will always be proposed by the teacher to brighten it.

Among the art teachers that Chu Xinran has been in contact with since she was a child, only Mr. Qi Haifeng, who is now teaching her oil painting courses, admires her painting style the most, and allows her to continue to maintain and develop her own style.

Qi Haifeng is a young teacher, he graduated from the Academy of Art with a graduate degree in oil painting and stayed on to teach, and the class he took over was the oil painting department where Chu Xinran is now studying.

Moving slowly to the left, the more Chu Xinran looked at these paintings, the more panicked she felt in her heart, and she couldn't help frowning, "The paintings seem to have magical powers, which makes people really uncomfortable to look at." ”

The paintings framed in the silver-gray frames, illuminated by a row of dim yellow wall lamps under the ceiling, carried a deathly silence, and Chu Xinran's heart was sour, and tears began to roll in his eyes.

"Uh-huh......" Chu Xinran's wandering footsteps stopped at the corner of the corridor, and she couldn't help but look down to see that a foot wearing the most popular colored diamond scoop shoes of the year was touching her foot.

Chu Xinran raised his eyebrows and immediately looked up. Leng Xixi, who came from the other side of the corridor, also looked at her with the same eyes.

"You...... Who is it?" Leng Xixi asked Chu Xinran preemptively.

She was surprised, who is she is such a complicated and messy thing, how to tell others?

The best thing to do is to pretend to be confused.

The reason why Chu Xinran felt this way was because she misunderstood her identity through Leng Xixi's expensive clothes. People who can still move around the cold house without wearing a maid costume are likely to be bed partners in the cold night and tonight.

Thinking of this, Chu Xinran couldn't help but have a preconceived idea in his heart, and raised his head slightly to look at Leng Xixi. No matter what, she used to be the second lady of Zhongtian Group, and she already thought that she was not the same as the woman in Fengyue place.