Since Fu Ying fell off a cliff and disappeared and was sentenced to death, Zhai Lin was hit by a car on the way to rescue and had a lower leg amputated, he has never taken a step out of his home.

The whole day was about painting, and the studio was full of his paintings, and the walls were full of them, mixed with a few treasures bought by the auction house.

The maid said: "The paintings in Ershao's collection are very expensive, ranging from millions to tens of millions and hundreds of millions at higher points, don't touch them, especially if you have Miss Fu." ”

Jiang Nuannuan is easy to find Fu Ying from a bunch of paintings, her eyebrows and eyes are similar to Fu Shiliu's, and her innocent and cheerful smile is diametrically opposed to Jiangnan's gentle temperament.

After a while, the maid stepped back, and Zhai Lin, who was controlling an electric wheelchair, entered the room, her pale gray eyes shattered with cold light.

He leaned lazily on the back of the chair, a few strands of golden messy hair on his forehead, unkempt, and when Jiang Nuannuan looked at him, the handcuffed wrist bones had already struggled to make traces, broken skin, and a little blood.

It seems that he fought fiercely when he came.

She walked over and stopped a meter away from him, "We met Zhai Lin for the second time, and we will start the second psychological counseling now." ”

Zhai Lin raised his eyes, and the ferocity in his long narrow eyes was undisguised, "Get out of my studio." ”

Teacher Li said that when the dog is angry, give him an independent space to calm down, and give him a little snack reward until he can communicate well after his temper.

Jiang Nuannuan ignored his fierce tone, walked to the door and closed the studio door, then turned back to admire the paintings on the wall.

Zhai Lin struggled for his wrist, ignoring the pain in his flesh and skin, and sneered at her, "Jiang Nuannuan, disgusting me for such a little money?" Are you cheap or not? ”

Jiang Nuannuan stood in front of a painting, ignoring his angry roar.

She looked at the painting in front of her that looked like she was waving up with paint, and frowned, "This mess is painted something, like." ”

Zhai Lin subconsciously looked at the painting she complained about, and his heart instantly doubled his irritability.

The painting was a dripping painting that was auctioned at auction, and he spent 10 million to be evaluated by her to the dust.

Zhai Lin, who loves painting, couldn't stand it at all, he controlled the wheelchair and said angrily: "Do you have any artistic cells?!" ”

Jiang Nuannuan remembered the dog training method, Zhai Lin was handchained to a wheelchair and lame, she just had to beware of him kicking her ass in the back.

She walked to the next painting, raised her eyebrows, and the expression on her face was even more disgusted, "A painting is just a broken gradient, and it is framed with a painting?" What is precious. ”

Zhai Lin saw that she was talking about the color field painting worth 50 million, his fist hardened, and he gritted his teeth and said: "This is an emotional art form, painted by Makross, and the auction house is worth 50 million, aren't you a designer?" Can't see this? ”

Jiang Nuannuan still ignored him, completely treating him as air, she knew that her purpose had been achieved.

Later, without waiting for her to express her opinion on the painting, Zhai Lin took the first step to explain the origin and meaning of the painting, for fear of any insulting language coming out of her mouth.

The longer the commentary lasted, his tone calmed down little by little, "This is "The Card Player", which belongs to Post-Impressionism..."

Jiang Nuannuan slowly put her eyes on him.

Zhai Lin really loves art, and when he talks about painting, the anger between his eyebrows and eyes will dissipate a little bit, and he will be a little more focused, which will make this delicate face look a little more ornamental.

The dog's love of eating snacks is equivalent to Zhai Lin's liking of painting, and using painting to divert his attention and make his emotions shift is to feed the dog his favorite snacks to divert his attention and calm his emotions.

Well, Mr. Li Qiang's class has to go back in the evening to listen to more.

Before looking at Zhai Lin, Jiang Nuannuan retracted his gaze and said lightly: "Isn't this able to talk to me well, what are you doing pretending to be a hedgehog and stabbing me." ”

Zhai Lin's expression changed, "Shut up!" ”

Once he had emotional ups and downs, Jiang Nuannuan ignored him again.

She went around the wheelchair and opened the door, and there was a maid guarding outside, and she asked them to help bring a medicine box, then turned back and locked the door.

Uncle Wang would come over and ask, "Miss Jiang is still inside?" Two hours, right? ”

The maid replied, "Well, longer than last time." ”

Uncle Wang nodded: "When she comes out, I'll say that Dashao will leave her for dinner." ”

"Okay."

...

Jiang Nuannuan returned to the wheelchair and saw that he had calmed down again, so he squatted down and said, "Every painting is shown to different people, and they have different feelings, right?" ”

Zhai Lin stared at her, without the initial irritability, and said coldly: "What's the matter, the evaluation of people like you will only insult it." ”

"What kind of person am I? How many times have you met me to understand who I am? She took out the medicine and cotton swabs, and looked up at him, a face that was clean and clear, and her almond eyes were clear and calm.

Zhai Lin sneered, "You are a murderer." ”

Answering as expected, Jiang Nuannuan smiled, "Could it be that killing me can make up for the regret that you didn't save Fu Ying in your heart?" Or have you been holding a grudge against Jolene to give yourself an emotional outlet? ”

Zhai Lin instantly tightened his palm, and the anger, embarrassment, and despair that had been pierced by someone all hit, squeezing into his eye sockets to form a storm.

He didn't save his lover, he became a waste who lost a leg, he was forced to end his studies, he was stared at strangely by the people around him, and the despair almost drove him crazy in the days that followed.

Zhai Lin lowered his hateful eyes, looked at her and said word by word: "I've been thinking that it would be good without Qiao Lin, she wouldn't die because of a piece of jewelry." "He also lives well in the sun.

"But who's going to help you make Jolene disappear?" Jiang Nuannuan didn't have any anger, pulled his hand, and put a band-aid on his broken wrist.

"Let go of me." Zhai Lin slapped the back of her hand in disgust, and the back of the soft hand immediately made a red mark.

To be honest, it hurts, Jiang Nuannuan endured it, "If you don't want to be tied to the bed with your limbs tied to the bed during the next psychological counseling, you'd better not move." ”

Zhai Lin pinched her jaw and forced her to look up, "What qualifications do you have to threaten me?" ”

Jiang Nuannuan broke away from his hand and said calmly, "Today is the second time you have done it to me. ”

She forced a band-aid on his handcuffed wrist and stood up to look at him condescendingly, "Instead of just being incompetent and furious, you should do something to get out of the house first." ”

She called the maid in, walked to the wall full of paintings, picked out a painting that Zhai Lin said was worth 50 million, pointed to it and said, "Take it down and move it to my car." ”

Zhai Lin's expression changed, "You dare." ”

"You need to change the problem of doing things to women."

Jiang Nuannuan turned her head to look at him, "Because you can talk to me well for a while today, I will only take away one painting you like this time, not counting the last time, when your beating problem is gone, the painting will be returned to you." ”

The maid stepped forward and began to take the paintings on the wall, and Zhai Lin said sharply: "This is my studio!" Who made you move? ”

The maid turned her head with a panicked face, "But we will listen to Miss Jiang's arrangements for everything today, and we will do what she says." ”