"You ......" Ruan Jingshu saw that she couldn't communicate with An Xiaolin, so she turned her head and looked at An Chuhuai: "An Chuhuai, you ...... What do you mean? Can you think about my feelings?"

"Jingshu, Xiao Lin's mother has passed away, can't you be a little more tolerant? just hang a few paintings, do you need such a big reaction?" An Chuhuai frowned, and looked at Ruan Jingshu with some dissatisfaction.

Seeing An Chuhuai's appearance, Ruan Jingshu was even more angry, and was about to speak and scold, when he heard Jiang Qiulan playing a round next to him and said, "Jingshu, don't make trouble." The matter has already been decided, and it is useless for you to say more, so let's hang it up and talk about it. ”

Seeing Jiang Qiulan glaring at herself, Ruan Jingshu took a breath helplessly, swallowed her anger deeply, and nodded: "Okay, okay." What can I say? Who makes the family now the fiancée of Huangfu Ye, what else can I say?"

Ruan Jingshu seemed to be speechless, turned around and walked quickly upstairs, his eyes were full of anger.

Jiang Qiulan sighed and did not speak.

An Xiaolin didn't say anything, she always looked well-behaved and helpless.

After waiting for a long time, Yujing took a few people and carried paintings into the door of An's house.

"Miss, what should I do with these paintings, where are they hung?" Yu Jing walked straight to An Xiaolin's side, looked at An Xiaolin, and didn't care that An Chuhuai and Jiang Qiulan were beside her.

An Xiaolin said: "Arrange these paintings one by one, I'll take a look, and then decide where to hang them." ”

"Yes, miss. As soon as Yu Jing beckoned, the tall bodyguards lined up all the framed paintings.

An Xiaolin knew that although there were still residual chemical poisons in these paintings, it didn't matter if she took two breaths, so she pretended not to know anything, and slowly walked past those paintings, secretly observing Jiang Qiulan's expression.

Jiang Qiulan didn't pay much attention to it at first, but when An Xiaolin stood up, she looked in the direction she was walking and looked at it one by one, vaguely feeling that something was wrong, and after a while, her face instantly became extremely ugly, and she couldn't help but blurt out: "Xiaolin, these paintings ...... Aren't there any glasses?"

An Xiaolin said: "No, don't you think it's more beautiful? If it's inlaid with glass, it's a little distorted, and if you want to touch it, you can't touch it." ”

An Xiaolin looked at An Chuhuai, sighed with some regret, and said, "Dad, what do you think?"

"Yes, yes......" An Chuhuai nodded slowly, his face becoming sad.

"Dad, what do you think of these two paintings, as well as that one, this one, hanging in your room with Mrs. An?" After An Xiaolin saw the fear and panic in Jiang Qiulan's eyes clearly, she knew the bottom of her heart, and no longer cared about her, but pointed to a few of the paintings and asked An Chuhuai with a smile.

An Chuhuai just looked at it casually, and then nodded: "Well, Xiao Lin's vision is very good, and it matches the style of our room very well." ”

"That's good. An Xiaolin clapped her hands and praised.

"Xiao Lin, this ...... This is too much, isn't it? You hang so much, I'm afraid that Jingshu will make her uncomfortable......" Jiang Qiulan is not easy to tell the truth, but she doesn't want these paintings to hang in the room and let her son be affected in anything.

"Mom, it's okay. Jingshu is getting more and more stingy, and she is becoming more and more disagreeable, just hang these few pictures!" Before An Xiaolin could speak, An Chuhuai had already preemptively spoken.

An Xiaolin smiled silently in her heart, but looked at An Chuhuai with emotion on her face: "Dad is right, Dad, you miss Mom so much, I will definitely step up to look at the relics left by my mother at night, hurry up and help you find the relics handed over to you by Mom to see if there are any clues!"

She knew that if she said such a thing, An Chuhuai's heart would be more comfortable.

"That's great, Xiao Lin, Daddy misses you so much, Mom, you have to hurry. An Chuhuai was overjoyed in his heart, and hurriedly followed An Xiaolin's words.

An Xiaolin nodded lightly and looked at Jiang Qiulan: "Old lady, I don't know what style of painting you like?"

"I'm old, my eyes are not good, I don't know how to appreciate these paintings!" Jiang Qiulan said with a bad face.

"That's right...... Then I'll pick one for you!" An Xiaolin looked left and right as if she couldn't understand Jiang Qiulan's words, and then clapped her hands and said: "This landscape painting, this small bridge and flowing water, ah, and this self-portrait of my mother, all of them are left to Mrs. An." ”

"......" Jiang Qiulan's face changed.

"Old lady, my mother admired you the most when she was alive, and if you can let her self-portrait be in your room, and let her soul admire your kindness, I hope you don't refuse. An Xiaolin said pitifully, An Chuhuai seemed to be infected by her appearance, and also looked at Jiang Qiulan expectantly.

Jiang Qiulan couldn't refuse, took a breath, and said bluntly: "Okay." ”

What she thought in her heart was that it was a big deal to hang this painting in the room and then have someone cover it with a cloth, and when An Xiaolin got married, she would withdraw it immediately.

How could An Xiaolin not understand her thoughts, but she pretended not to see anything, and said to Yu Jing: "Hang these paintings, and the rest will ......."

"Don't hang up Pei Jun and Xiaolu's room, they have nothing to do with your mother after all, and with their identity, they are not very suitable!" Jiang Qiulan said coldly.

"Okay. An Xiaolin nodded, in fact, she didn't plan to hang it in their sister and brother's room, An Xiaolu's room, she couldn't hang it, as for An Peijun...... Although it was an extremely disgusting little child, it was an innocent ten-year-old child, and there was no need to hurt such a person.

Jiang Qiulan seemed to breathe a sigh of relief, and An Xiaolin said: "The others will be moved to my room, and I will take them to the wedding room when the time comes." ”

With that, he led the bodyguards upstairs and put the paintings on the balcony.

Seeing An Xiaolin's figure going upstairs, Jiang Qiulan said in a deep voice: "Chu Huai, you can't be too accustomed to this daughter, after all, Jingshu gave birth to a son and a daughter for you, so that we can have a future family, if it wasn't for her, if it wasn't for her, ...... back then."

"Mom!"

An Chuhuai interrupted Jiang Qiulan's words and said, "Jingshu is not sensible, are you also old and confused? You said before that there will be more things for the An family to ask Xiaolin in the future, have you forgotten? I took her back, I have my own reasons, I won't talk about this." Let's just say that right now, Young Master Huangfu wants to cooperate with me in a good business, if it weren't for Xiao Lin's investment with her dowry, I wouldn't be able to cooperate with Young Master Huangfu. ”

"Young Master Huangfu wants to cooperate with you?" Jiang Qiulan was a little surprised.

An Chuhuai nodded: "Of course." Otherwise, why do you think the young master Huangfu wants to marry the little An family? Now the big business that the young master Huangfu wants to do is just suitable for the An family, we are mainly going to take the dock business, the four major families, the An family is most familiar with this aspect, the young master Huangfu is now going to do this business, but I don't have so much liquidity, and I don't dare to invest too much at one time, the young master Huangfu has money, but I can't afford to lose it!"

"That's it......" Jiang Qiulan pondered for a while, looked at An Chuhuai's serious appearance, nodded and said, "Okay, I'll persuade Jingshu." ”

"Mom, you'd better persuade her. Also, although Pei Jun is the only seedling of the An family, but during this time, it is best not to be unreasonable to Xiao Lin, I want to win over Xiao Lin, and it is of great use, I hope you can focus on the overall situation, and I am not at ease when I hand over the affairs of the family to Jingshu, during this time, you can take care of the family and help me avoid worries, okay?" An Chuhuai looked at Jiang Qiulan with a serious face and said.

Jiang Qiulan heard An Chuhuai say this, and realized that the situation might not be so simple, so she nodded and said, "Chuhuai, don't worry, Mom knows what to do." ”

It was late at night.

An Xiaolin sat alone on the balcony, wearing a mask, holding her mother's hand-painted book, rummaging through them and checking them one by one.

The paintings drawn in the hand-painted book are very simple, there is no text, if it is replaced by someone who doesn't know his mother, it is almost impossible to understand, even if An Xiaolin looks like it, it is quite difficult.

Fortunately, she has lived with her mother for more than 20 years, she knows her mother's habits very well, and her mother often teaches her to draw, and will explain to her the meaning of her paintings.

Most of the time, the content in my mother's hand-drawn books is sad and sad, so An Xiaolin's nose is also very sad when I see it.

When she saw the third book, An Xiaolin's eyes were so tired that she couldn't open them.

Looking at the time, it was already more than two o'clock in the morning, An Xiaolin planned to read a few more pages and go to sleep, she was almost asleep......

Page after page, page after page......

Suddenly, An Xiaolin's spirit was lifted!

Because she found something different, she found some strange pictures.

She saw the key in her mother's painting......

Yes, it's just the key.

The familiar pattern, although it was held in the hand of a portrait, An Xiaolin recognized it very clearly.

She shook her head, and the sleepiness disappeared without a trace, and she held the picture book in her hand, and watched the next content more seriously, nervously......

The person holding the key looks like a mother, and she seems to have had some conflict with a man.

Strangely, the man couldn't see his face clearly, but his back was somewhat familiar, his suit was straight, his hair was neat, and he seemed to have had some quarrels with his mother, who had been holding the key tightly, and the place where they met seemed to be next to a lake in a park.

Who is this man?

An Xiaolin felt that his back was a little familiar, and looking at his clothes, he should be quite young.

An Xiaolin felt that her mother was very angry and scared that day, and finally escaped secretly.

Hand-drawn books are not good at this, An Xiaolin can only guess the meaning by relying on her mother's habits and the artistic conception in the painting.

This is not a diary with words, let alone a comic with words, but a pure sketch, and An Xiaolin has to guess everything.

But at the end of the day, An Xiaolin only understood two things.

A young man talks to his mother about the keys, or maybe he asks for them, and his mother is very angry, which is more mixed with anger and fear, and then his mother leaves secretly.