"Is it pretty?"

Yin Owl's voice sounded in Ye Yunshu's ears, and she raised her head vigilantly.

Jiang Yucheng's figure didn't know when he was standing in front of her, looking at her coldly, or coldly at the portrait in her hand.

"Why are you here?"

Seeing Jiang Yucheng, Ye Yunshu didn't have a good face, and was about to retreat and leave, Jiang Yucheng had already grabbed her, snatched the portrait in her hand and looked at it.

He had been standing there for a long time, but she didn't notice it, and she was still smiling happily with Lan Tingjun, and her delicate and charming face was bright and moving that he had never seen before.

He wanted to step forward and tear her away, she had never smiled at him like this, whether it was the false smile of the first meeting or the disgusting eyes of every meeting.

"Jiang Yucheng, you give it back to me."

Seeing her things being snatched away, Ye Yunshu was angry and wanted to take them back, but Jiang Yucheng didn't give it to her, so she couldn't take them back.

"Give it back to you?! Didn't you smile brightly at him? If you smile at me, I can consider giving it back to you. ”

Jiang Yucheng was very jealous and angry, grabbed Ye Yunshu's hand fiercely, and said coldly.

"Don't think about it, I won't smile at you even if I die."

Ye Yunshu hated Jiang Yucheng more and more, and she couldn't wait to let him go away.

"You hate me so much that you'd rather laugh at people than look at me more."

Jiang Yucheng had a cold face and grabbed Ye Yunshu fiercely, and Ye Yunshu's wrist soon turned red.

She couldn't help but laugh sarcastically, "Mr. Jiang, if you are like this, I will think that you like me, am I lucky to be liked by Mr. Jiang?" ”

Jiang Yucheng shook Ye Yunshu away, looked at her coldly, and suddenly tore up the portrait.

"No!"

Ye Yunshu watched Jiang Yucheng tear up the portrait mercilessly, and looked at Jiang Yucheng with resentment.

She hated him, hated him, hated him all her life.

"Don't you like him, don't you want to keep his portrait, then I'll tear it up and show you."

Jiang Yucheng smiled and clasped Ye Yunshu's jaw, "I said don't talk to other men, why don't you listen." ”

As soon as he thought of Ye Yunshu smiling at Lan Tingjun, the anger in his heart couldn't help but come out.

The portrait was so well painted that he painted her most beautiful side, and he was so angry that he tore it apart without even thinking about it.

The moment it was torn apart, there was a moment of regret, and he saw the deep hatred in her eyes.

Ye Yunshu slapped Jiang Yucheng hard, "I hate you, Jiang Yucheng, I hate you." ”

Jiang Yucheng's handsome face was offended, and the corners of his eyes were slightly red and looked at Ye Yunshu, "Hate me? Then hate me. ”

Since you can't get her liking, it's also excellent to hate.

"Jiang Yucheng!"

Lu Wanchu's cold voice came from not far away, and she quickly ran to Ye Yunshu, looking at Ye Yunshu's red eyes, she was distressed, "Jiang Shao, I told you not to provoke her." ”

Jiang Yucheng looked at Lu Wanchu coldly, his eyes fell on Fu Yixing, who was walking towards this side, and he didn't say a word.

"Let's go."

Lu Wanchu took Ye Yunshu's hand, she had never seen Ye Yunshu so angry, this Jiang Yucheng was really a scourge.

Ye Yunshu bent down and picked up the drawing paper scattered on the ground.

Jiang Yucheng's temples burst out, and he stretched out his hand to grab Ye Yunshu.

Lu Wanchu took the first step to grab Jiang Yucheng's hand and looked at Jiang Yucheng coldly, "Mr. Jiang, self-respect." ”

Jiang Yucheng smiled indifferently and wanted to withdraw his hand, but found that Lu Wanchu's hand was very strong, and he didn't pull it out for a while.