No, she can't give up.

Sui Yu and Sui Yun are usually so good to her, she always has to do something for them.

And Song Jin is undoubtedly the most hated by them so far.

Since they are not good at tearing their faces with her because of Song Jin's family background, let her help them!

Anyway, she's just a small person, and she doesn't matter, no matter what happens, she can bear it.

As long as Sui Yu and Sui Yun are happy.

***

Before monitoring.

After watching the whole process, Zhu Suiyu was cold, and there was a rare trace of doubt on his face.

The Zhu family has not had anything wrong for so many years, and the living room was originally unmonitored.

However, because Song Jin has often come to Zhu's house in the past few months, thinking of this woman's previous evil deeds, they have to take precautions, lest they be drugged again, so the monitoring in front of them is temporarily installed.

After being silent for a moment, he looked at this surveillance back and forth three or four times, and finally squinted, as if in contrast, he slowly confirmed something, and whispered with a heavy eye: "This woman has changed." ”

Zhu Suiyun behind him sat on a high stool, his slender eyelashes hanging slightly, and his fair and delicate side face bathed in the sun, which was extra dazzling.

In front of him was a half-finished watercolor painting from an auction, with thin white fingers skillfully holding a paintbrush and inking unhurriedly on the drawing board.

Hearing this, he didn't raise his head, his eyes were always fixed on the painting, he lowered his head slightly, and his thin red lips spit out lightly: "So what, the person is still that person, is it possible that you really believe that she has amnesia?" ”

Zhu Suiyu: "If she really loses her memory, she won't come to Zhu's house every day like before!" But it doesn't matter whether you believe it or not, the important thing is that she does know a lot more than before, and if she released her pigeons today, if it was placed in the past, the Zhu family would have been turned upside down by her. ”

Zhu Suiyun pulled his lips coldly, noncommittal, his face was silent and silent.

Zhu Suiyu looked strange, his younger brother usually had a paralyzed face, his facial features looked gentle and harmless, but in fact, there was almost no expression on his face.

It was the first time he had seen him dislike a person like that.

Although the curvature of the corners of the lips was small, it was still captured by Zhu Suiyu.

Zhu Suiyu's eyes flashed playfully, and he smiled lowly, "But then again, I do now, you seem to hate her more than I do, did she do something to you alone when I didn't know?" ”

The next second.

With a "click", the pitch-black hard paintbrush broke in the young man's hand, and the palm of his hand was deeply pierced by the broken pen shell, and bright blood rushed out from his fingers.

The young man didn't care, raised his cold black eyes and stared at him quietly, and didn't speak, it was half loud, but Zhu Suiyu was defeated first, and quickly made a surrender form, and said in a low voice, "Okay, okay, I won't talk about her." ”

"But what are you going to do about Lin Feifei?"

Seeing that the young man silently changed his pen, and pulled the alcohol bandage next to him to disinfect and bandage himself, Zhu Suiyu knew that he often injured himself in the studio, and now his younger brother was more skilled in bandaging wounds than him, so he didn't worry too much, and his voice was low:

"I told her not to provoke Song Jin easily, but she didn't listen, but now it's good, and she makes herself pitiful."

Zhu Suiyu's cold and resolute face frowned, but when he talked about Lin Feifei, his tone was obviously much softer, not like he was facing a stranger, he didn't know what he thought, the more he thought about it, the more irritated he became, he got up and walked out, "If not... Forget it, I'll go see her......"

"I'll go with you."

Zhu Suiyun put down the brush, got up and followed Zhu Suiyu out of the studio.