Di Heng deeply felt that when it came to the ability to die, no one could compare to the Jiang family.

He threw away the cigarette butt in his hand, walked in, leaned against the wall, and smiled at Jiang Nuan, "Director Jiang, what a coincidence." ”

A look of surprise appeared on Jiang Nuan's face, and he looked at Di Heng fixedly.

"Why is the emperor here?"

As soon as she walked into the door of the detention center with her front foot, he followed him with her back foot, which was so clever that it was difficult not to doubt it.

Di Heng smiled playfully, "I'll come before you," he pointed to the director's office, "Record." ”

Jiang Nuan nodded, "That's really a coincidence." ”

Di Heng smiled, "What is Director Jiang doing here?" ”

Jiang Nuan walked into the detention center, sat on a stool, and set up her drawing board, "My boyfriend is out, it's too cold in the house, find a popular place to draw." ”

What picture has to be drawn in prison?

Di Heng raised his eyebrows, as if he was scratching a cat's paws in his heart, and he was a little more curious.

"The design department has been working overtime for the past few days, and the salary has tripled, Director Jiang doesn't think about it?"

Jiang Nuan smiled and said, "No wonder everyone wants to be the emperor, the emperor is really generous, you must notify me in advance next time." ”

Di Heng seemed to be smiling, and gave the little girl a step down, "Director Jiang doesn't want to go out?" ”

Jiang Nuan took the pen and slowly drew on the snow-white rice paper, smiling beautifully, but also indifferently tight, "I will leave after I finish drawing this picture." ”

Di Heng smiled and asked in a tone discussing the good weather today, "Are you free at night?" I invited Director Jiang to dinner. ”

Jiang Nuan thought for a moment and nodded, "Okay." ”

There was an angry footstep outside the door, and Di Heng knew that Jiang Nuan and the others were coming, so he smiled and turned around and walked into the office on the side.

Jiang Wei broke in with an angry face, staring at her resentfully, "Jiang Nuan!" ”

Jiang Nuan ignored him.

The pen movement of the hand is fast, and in the quiet space, for a time it is all the rustle of the tip of the pen sliding on the paper.

Jiang Wei was ignored, his face was distorted, he grabbed Jiang Nuan's shoulders and lifted her whole person up from the stool.

He sneered and deliberately increased his force, "Who gave you the guts to dare to hit Qianxue?!" ”

Jiang Nuan's fragile bones creaked because of the severe pain.

Di Heng in the compartment, his eyes were cold, and he wrote down Jiang Wei's arm for Li Xichen.

Jiang Nuan smiled slightly, his eyes fell on the painting, a little weird, "Jiang Wei, don't you look back, what am I painting?" ”

Jiang Wei's eyes were full of anger, what Jiang Nuan painted, he didn't bother to care.

He stared at Jiang Nuan, his eyes full of disgust, "Jiang Nuan, how can you be so shameless?" You don't deserve the surname Jiang at all! ”

Jiang Nuan curled the corners of her lips, "Believe me, I hate this surname more than anyone else, and as for shame, it is obvious that Mrs. Jiang and Jiang Qianxue are even more shameless." ”

Jiang Wei threw her on the stool and said coldly, "I won't give you another chance to come out and harm Qianxue and lose the face of our Jiang family, Jiang Nuan, you are inside, so you can do it yourself." ”

Jiang Nuan glanced at the sketchpad and asked meaningfully, "Are you sure you want to keep me here?" Jiang Wei, don't regret it. ”

She frequently looked back at the drawing board, which finally attracted Jiang Wei's attention, and he couldn't help but glance back.

At first glance, he didn't see what it was.

On the snow-white rice paper, the outline of a woman with a large belly is drawn, and she is a pregnant woman.

A long ......

When she saw clearly what she was drawing, Jiang Wei's face showed a trace of monstrous horror.