But why, in the end, did she sell him outright?

Lines...... He depends on her for everything!

Seven aunts and eight aunts are hard to get away, right? Gotcha, he's coming!

Insecure, huh? Okay, he gives!

The heart belongs, right? Well, he slashed!

Who is Wu Lang? Wu Lang is a well-known wonder in the business world, and Ji'an City is famous for being rich and handsome, and many women flock to it. He took a fancy to Yao Ziqi purely by himself, he thought that this local girl was so obedient and would let go when he played, but he never thought that this local girl was chewing gum, and the more he chewed it, the more sticky it became......

Yao Ziqi didn't look down on Wu Lang, not only because he was strong with her, but also because the love she longed for was destroyed by him with his own hands.

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Fu Huanyan raised her head in astonishment, staring at the man walking towards her in disbelief.

"Yan."

Wearing a piece of clothing and going out, Fu Huanyan sat on a bicycle with a bag on his back, and someone stood not far away for a long time.

It feels so good to finish painting in one go, Fu Huanyan hasn't been so happy for a long time. She wanted to continue working with inspiration, but she ran out of paint and needed to buy it.

This is a habit that has been cultivated for many years of painting, and every time Fu Huanyan completes a work, she has to leave her name in the lower right corner.

Putting down the phone, Fu Huanyan continued to sit in the chair to complete the follow-up work, and when she finally made the payment, she habitually wrote the last word of her name in the lower right corner of the painting, Yan.

"Okay." Fu Huanyan agreed, feeling light.

A few minutes later, Xiang Bei replied to her with a great expression, and invited, "Eat together at noon?" ”

Dare to be inspired This thing is linked to the mood, the mood is cheerful, and this inspiration bursts out. Worried about a week's painting, it was completed within two hours, she looked at the finished painting with satisfaction, took a photo and sent it to Xiang Bei.

Fu Huanyan put the milk into the microwave oven to heat it, and the long-dull mood cleared. After breakfast, she sat back down at the drawing board, this time with a gushing of inspiration.

Early the next morning, when Fu Huanyan got up, Xiang Bei had already left. She got dressed and went downstairs, and there was a lot of semi-finished products in the kitchen, which she could eat as long as it was slightly heated. In order to take care of her in the past few years, Xiang Bei has learned how to cook instant food, such as twelve ways to eat instant noodles, six different flavors of quick-frozen dumplings, and many more.

Fu Huanyan whispered to himself that a man can tolerate her shortcomings and her willfulness, no matter how unreasonable she is, he is willing to hold her in the palm of his hand, so Fu Huanyan is him in this life.

Stretching out his hand to wrap around Xiang Bei's neck, Fu Huanyan looked up at his resolute side face, and his red lips were gently pulled. After so many years, this man can still make her heart move.

"You said that!" Xiang Bei picked her up, and walked upstairs excitedly, "Don't beg for mercy for a while!" ”

Fu Huanyan's heartbeat continued to accelerate, and he shook his head boldly. Because of the quarrel and awkwardness, Xiang Beidu didn't come over for more than ten days, and he couldn't help it for a long time, especially the person in his arms had a red face and bright eyes and teeth to seduce him.

"Still eating?" Xiang Bei clasped the back of her head with his palm, and glared at her fiercely.

The man's doting laughter rang in his ears, Fu Huanyan stood on tiptoe and kissed his lips, his cheeks unconsciously reddened.

Xiang Bei's eyes were gentle, there was really no way about this. There are so many people in this world, but he just wants to spoil her.

Spoiled?

She wrapped her arms around Xiang Bei's waist with open hands and pressed her face against his chest, "Aren't you afraid of spoiling me?" ”

"......" Fu Huanyan didn't seem to expect him to say this, and his eyes turned red.

The man's thin lips fell on the corners of her mouth and smiled: "You don't want to give up painting, I won't force you again." ”

Fu Huanyan blinked.

Xiang Bei lowered his head and kissed her face, his voice was low, "I take back what I said last time." ”

"Good!"

She said this every time she lost her temper, and Xiang Bei was sad and helpless when she heard it. That day was unhappy, on the one hand, he wanted to snub Fu Huanyan for a while, and on the other hand, he was also upset. The two families were at a stalemate, and after so many years, he didn't want to wait any longer. But then he thought about it, it was really not easy for Fu Huanyan to get to where he is today step by step in order to be able to paint, if he really loves her, he should fulfill her!

Fu Huanyan pointed his finger at his chest and said aggrievedly: "You are so bad, I hate you so much!" ”

Xiang Bei surrendered and coaxed her: "Okay, it's me who bullied you." ”

"You're bullying me! You're just you, you're you! "If you are unreasonable, Fu Huanyan is second to none.

Xiang Bei chuckled, lifted her chin lightly with his palm, and the corners of his eyes and eyebrows were warm, "Are you bullying me?" Or am I bullying you? ”

"Hehe-"

"Yes," Fu Huanyan bowed his head, "You bully me." ”

Turning off the fire, Xiang Bei fished out the dumplings and hugged her into his arms, "Someone bullied you?" ”

The kitchen was steaming, Fu Huanyan stood at the door, looking at the kitchen counter full of food, and the refrigerator that was gradually being stuffed by Xiang Bei, his eyes suddenly sour.

She stood up and rushed into the kitchen, Xiang Bei stood in front of the kitchen counter to cook dumplings, turned around and smiled, "You can eat it right away." ”

"Xiang Bei!"

Seeing her expression, Xiang Bei pursed his lips and turned around and walked into the kitchen. originally planned to listen to this man's apology, but he walked away without saying a word, and the anger in Fu Huanyan's heart rose again.

Xiang Bei took her hand and looked up and down before he felt at ease. Fu Huanyan shook off his hand and sat on the sofa, keeping his head shut and not speaking.

"Nope." Fu Huanyan shook his head.

Xiang Bei was on the phone, and when he saw her enter the door, he immediately hung up the phone and came over, "Are you hurt?" ”

Before the car arrived at the studio, Fu Huanyan saw a black sedan parked on the side of the road. After a moment's hesitation, she dropped the bike in the corner and pushed the door open with a glance.

Song Dunn took the address card, carefully put it in his pocket, and then left with the painting.

"The author's phone?" The boss frowned, opened the drawer and searched for a long time without finding the phone, but found the address of a studio, and said, "The painting we picked up here last time." ”

The boss saw that he was interested and hurriedly praised him. Song Dunn listened quietly, did not hesitate to pay the bill, and finally asked, "Do you have this author's phone number?" ”

"This painting ......" Song Dunn frowned, his fingertips trembling slightly.

Song Dunn swept his eyes, and his deep gaze moved slightly. He walked forward with interest, and when his eyes inadvertently fell on the lower right corner, the whole person froze in place.

However, the owner didn't pay much attention to the artist's thoughts, he opened a gallery and needed to make a living by selling paintings. Remembering the painting he sent a few days ago, he hurriedly took it out with a smile and asked, "What do you think of this one?" I think it's on par with the one you just liked, but it's a lot cheaper! ”

Hearing this, Song Dunn's eyes sank, are these paintings just measured by price alone?

The boss glanced at his clothes, thinking that he was disgusted with the high price, and immediately smiled: "You can take a look at the one over there, the price is cheaper than here." ”

Song Dunn shrugged, his eyes couldn't see anything.

The gallery owner stepped forward to ask, and he could already see that this man was a connoisseur, "Are you interested in this painting?" ”

Hanging on the right side of the exhibition hall, there is a painting with novel coloring, and Song Dunn stands in front of the painting with a slightly hesitant look in his eyes.

In a gallery in the heart of the city, men in denim casual clothes look around. Although this gallery is not large, the paintings on display in it are quite tasteful, and Song Dunn rarely stops to take a look.

Turning around helplessly, Fu Huanyan rode back to the studio.

"Am you mistaken?" Holding the handlebars with both hands, Fu Huanyan shook his head in frustration. Well, she's really unlucky today, and it's not going well for her to go out.

"What about people?" Fu Huanyan stopped on the side of the road with his feet on the ground, and kept checking left and right, but he didn't see that figure again.

Walking through the crowd, Fu Huanyan quickly moved forward, but the figure had already disappeared around.

The onlookers retreated one after another, and the driver of the sedan still wanted to catch Fu Huanyan, but was stopped. Originally, it wasn't a big deal, and no one wanted to get stuck in traffic. The people persuaded him to make peace, and just as he was given the man the stairs, he calmed down and drove away.

Suddenly, a figure flashed through the crowd. Fu Huanyan's dark eyes blinked, his left foot kicked forward suddenly, and the bicycle rode forward in an instant.

There were a lot of people around to watch the excitement, Fu Huanyan sat on the bicycle with his hands on his waist, looking entangled to the end. The man began to feel weak, he didn't have so much time to waste, but Fu Huanyan didn't let people talk, and he felt that he couldn't save face!

Fu Huanyan's anger in the past few days has nowhere to vent, and it just so happens that he has hit the muzzle of the gun. She thought to herself that it was more than a roar, no matter how much this man dared to talk nonsense, she would do it!

"What's the matter with you woman? You hit me, and you dare to roar? ”

The man who got out of the silver sedan took a closer look at the car, and there was really no damage. However, it was Fu Huanyan who bumped into her first, and she was still arrogant, so the other party naturally wanted to reason with her.

Fu Huanyan puffed out her cheeks, stared at the back of the sedan that her bicycle crashed into, and said angrily: "What are you murderous?" It didn't crash into your car, and it didn't even drop some paint! ”

She hung up the phone angrily, Xiang Bei hurriedly called back, but no matter how she called, she just refused to answer the phone.

The other party didn't answer, Xiang Bei listened carefully, and there seemed to be a noise over there. Halfway through, Fu Huanyan's voice came, only to be even more annoyed, "I'm fine!" ”

There was a sudden scream in the microphone, and Xiang Beijun's face tensed for a moment, "Huan Yan, what's wrong with you?" ”

"Ahh

Her tone was still angry, and Xiang Bei had long been used to it. He didn't bother with her, and started the engine with a helpless expression, ready to drive away.

"No!" Fu Huanyan's face suddenly sank, and the speed of the car holding the handlebar with one hand gradually accelerated.

The man put the thing in his hand in the back seat, and pursed his thin lips lightly, "I'll go find you now." ”

Hearing his tone without gentleness, Fu Huanyan's heart was on fire, "Outside." ”

Xiang Bei walked out of the supermarket with a shopping bag, opened the car door and sat in the cab, "Where?" ”

Fu Huanyan's riding speed slowed down instantly, and he began to struggle with whether to ease his tone, "Something?" ”

Her tone was very impulsive, and the man opposite was stunned, "It's me." ”

"Hey!"

The mobile phone in the bag buzzed and vibrate, Fu Huanyan didn't want to take it, but the numbness of the vibration made people uncomfortable. She opened her backpack and pulled out her phone as she cycled.

On the way back to the studio on a bicycle, Fu Huanyan's mood was difficult to calm down. There was still a picture in the supermarket in front of her, and she suddenly became afraid, as if You Chuxiu brought their sister and brother back from Yufeng City for the first time when she was a child, and stepped into the gate of the Fu family, she looked at the two gates in front of her, and shrank behind You Chuxiu in fright. It was clear that it was her home, but she looked at the layers of courtyard, and her whole body was trembling.

She doesn't want it, she really can't!

Giving up the contents of the shopping cart, Fu Huanyan ran out of the supermarket quickly, only taking out the stored bag. The noisy ordinariness left behind by her is far from a life that she can accept.

In the noisy environment, Fu Huanyan's heart slowly chilled. If she were to live like this from now on, she really couldn't live it, not for a day, she would go crazy!

There was also a queue at the checkout, Fu Huanyan looked at the woman in front of her, because she was missing two yuan when looking for money, and the cashier was counted endlessly, and finally the two quarreled.

Fu Huanyan frowned at the dumplings in his hand, and hurriedly pushed the cart away. Surrounded by housewives struggling to choose ingredients, she gradually changed her face, chose a few random items, and strode to the cashier to check out.

This lady was very enthusiastic and patiently explained to her, "If the production date is relatively close, people will promote it, so you can buy it and eat it quickly." ”

"Promo?" Fu Huanyan still didn't understand.

"This is a promotional outfit." As she spoke, the eldest lady picked out two bags and stuffed them into the shopping basket.

Fu Huanyan was stunned, looked down at the dumplings she was holding, and asked puzzledly, "Why?" ”

"Uh......"

"Little girl, don't buy that." The lady who was carrying the shopping basket next to her reminded her, "Look at this dumpling, it is the same as your brand, and the amount is the same, but it is more than 3 yuan cheaper than yours!" ”

Xiang Bei's gentle face always appeared in his mind, and the more Fu Huanyan thought about it, the more angry he became, this bastard did it on purpose! She angrily opened the freezer, pulled out a bag of quick-frozen dumplings and put them in the cart.

Fu Huanyan scratched his head, and couldn't find it after looking for a long time. The main thing is that she never asked for a name, nor did she look at the outer packaging. Every time, Xiang Bei cooked it, and she ran over to eat it. I usually have servants at home, and I basically don't eat what I buy outside, so our pampered Miss Fu doesn't know what to buy at all!

Standing in front of the freezer, Fu Huanyan lowered his head and picked up quick-frozen dumplings. The various brands and flavors of dumplings in front of her made her dumbfounded. The dumplings that Xiang Bei bought last time were the delicious dumplings...... What brand is it?

After saving the bag and pushing the cart, Fu Huanyan followed the flow of people and walked inside. At this time, it was just in time for the peak flow of people, and many people around were crowded around. Fu Huanyan tried to avoid places with a lot of people, and only chose places with few people to find things.

"Thank you." Fu Huanyan touched the child's forehead, turned around and ran to the service desk to change a coin. She hasn't been to the supermarket a few times, and even if she comes every time, she doesn't have to worry about this kind of thing.

The little girl in the school uniform pointed to the service desk and kindly reminded, "The service desk can help you change." ”

"Coins?" Fu Huanyan took out his wallet and searched for a long time but didn't find a coin.

Riding to the supermarket, Fu Huanyan pouted and pondered how to use the locker, and finally a junior high school student on the side told her: "Sister, you have to stuff a coin into it to unlock it." ”

Frowning and running upstairs, Fu Huanyan put on a coat and went downstairs with a bag on his back, and rode a bicycle to leave the studio. If she doesn't have anything to eat, she will buy it herself, and she won't ask for anyone better, hum!

"Finished eating so soon?" Fu Huanyan frowned and glanced at the calendar beside him. Damn, it turns out that Xiang Bei's bastard hasn't been here for ten days, do you really think that without him, she can starve to death?!

I barely slept last night, and today's painting was not smooth, Fu Huanyan got up and walked into the kitchen, wanting to find something to eat to improve her mood, but she opened the refrigerator door and found that it was empty, only a few bottles of mineral water, and the other food had already been eaten by her!

I thought about it again and again, but in fact, the result was the same. Someone must compromise on this matter, but Fu Huanyan will never compromise!

The Fu family's family rules, the Xiang family's insistence, Fu Huanyan was helpless and tormented. What's more, if you want to be with Xiang Bei, you have to ask her to give up painting, and she can't agree.

Because she is Fu Huanyan, because she has a prominent family background behind her. From childhood to adulthood, the halo that the Fu family put on her head has always been regarded as a shackle by Fu Huanyan, but she doesn't want this shackle to really lock her life.

Fu Huanyan threw the pillow in the sofa on the ground, constantly trying to vent the depression in his heart. The entanglement between her and Xiang Bei has not been a year or two for a long time. Since Xiang Bei took her home that year, she met Xiang Bei's parents for the first time, and after reading some kind of information from their eyes, she knew that people didn't like her.

"Hate hate!"

Thinking of this, Fu Huanyan's face changed, and he turned his head and threw his anger on Fu Jinchen. It's all this stinky boy, it's okay to take any classmates home to play, if he didn't have Xiang Bei, a classmate, if she hadn't bumped into Xiang Bei outside the bathroom that year, then she would have left freely today!

It would be nice if she stayed at eighteen forever, carefree, she could go anywhere she wanted, she could do whatever she wanted!

Turning around and sitting on the sofa, Fu Huanyan rubbed his head with both hands, extremely depressed. Why do people grow up? Why be in love? Why worry?!

It's annoying!

Fu Huanyan bit her lip and threw away the paintbrush, and pursed her lips angrily, "Xiang Bei, don't force me, I won't want you if I'm in a hurry!" The brush in her hand paused, and she stared at the messy colors on the drawing board, her mood confused.

Syllable!

The world outside is infinitely beautiful, and Fu Huanyan has long told herself that she will not be trapped in one place and in one home. She has her life and a lot of dreams she needs to achieve!

Fu Huanyan resisted, trying his best to resist. In this regard, she is very similar to Fu Jinchen. Both of them, sister and brother, to a certain extent, are extremely reluctant to live this kind of life and are unwilling to be shackled.

The kind of wealthy life of daily intrigue, she admits that it is not suitable for herself. The same drama was repeated every day in her home, and even her dear mother, Ms. You Chuxiu, could not escape this fate and lived in a struggle every day.

Fu Huanyan didn't want to live like that, she didn't want to from the beginning. If she wanted that kind of life, she wouldn't be single at this age and still persistently pursuing her career.

Recalling the gloomy look on Xiang Bei's departure that day, Fu Huanyan felt uncomfortable. She holds a paintbrush and scribbles on the canvas without any purpose. She understood that Xiang Bei was angry, she should be very angry! But she couldn't help it, if she softened her tone a little, he would definitely force herself to give up the paintbrush and be confined by him forever.

Painting is her world, her everything. She can skip eating, she can skip sleeping, but she can't stop her from drawing. So Xiang Bei, you want me to compromise, but I can't!

For Fu Huanyan, there must be none.

"Hey......" will hand in the painting next week, but Fu Huanyan has no clue. Finally, someone came to order the painting, but she was sad and uninspired. Is there anything more terrible in this world?

Fu Huanyan sat in the chair irritably, her face was very gloomy. Recently, she is not satisfied with anything, Xiang Bei has a temper, and her family does not stop, she feels homeless.

Dissatisfied!

The winter in Minghai City is very cold, and the studio is heated, but every night, Fu Huanyan still feels that it is not warm enough. She stayed up late last night to paint until two o'clock, but when she got up this morning, she looked at what she drew last night, shredded it and threw it into the trash.