Lu Yao's heart jumped to her throat with nervousness.

Just one step away, the footsteps stopped abruptly.

"Sister Hua, the sunflower you painted is lifelike, although the sun is on the left, it gives people a visual impact of moving from right to left, which is very suitable for hanging on the background wall of my newly opened jewelry store owner."

"You really know how to pick and choose, this painting is the only one I have left from more than ten years ago."

“……”

Isn't the work of more than ten years ago one of the paintings made by her mother back then?

Lu Yao's heart suddenly twitched.

Ye Zehong felt her strange emotions, and in the darkness, he could see a bit of unreal anger and hatred on her face.

Such emotions were the first time he had seen them in three years.

As far as he knew, before this, Lu Yao had no dealings with the people of the Ye family, let alone a grudge.

"This painting was sold ten years ago, and the buyer at that time returned it after a long time without payment, and I still keep the box, and I will go into the warehouse and bring it to you to pack."

"Okay, I'll be with you."

After speaking, Ye Hua pushed the door of the dark room open and pressed the light of the lamp.

The light of the ceiling lamp instantly illuminates the entire warehouse.

Ye Hua relied on his memory to accurately find the original box that was placed at the bottom and was dusted.

Just as he was about to leave, the corner of his eye swept to the boxes piled up in the corner, and suddenly stopped.

Qiao Wan'er looked over and asked confusedly, "Sister Hua, what's wrong?" ”

Ye Hua's eyebrows frowned, and he recalled the last time he came to the studio: "It's nothing, I just feel that the positions of these boxes seem to have been moved." ”

Hearing this, Lu Yao lowered her eyes and looked at the box, and saw the brand-new half of the floor tile exposed at the bottom of the box, and instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

She leaned stiffly on Ye Zehong's body, motionless, not daring to make any sound.

The heart is thundering.

Ye Zehong took advantage of the situation to hug Lu Yao's thin waist, smiled silently, hid her behind her, and moved her feet.

Qiao Wan'er's sharp eyes found the toe of the leather shoe exposed on the side, and her heart suddenly twitched.

Isn't this the toe of Ye Zehong?

She had long heard Qiao Wanliang mention that Ye Hua and Ye Zehong were mortal rivals, and they competed with each other in private.

At this moment, Ye Zehong appeared here, afraid that he was going to secretly do something to Ye Hua.

Ye Hua raised her leg and was about to go over to check, Qiao Wan'er instinctively grabbed her hand and smiled weakly: "Sister rarely lives here, wild cats and mice are fighting here, and it is not necessarily crooked." ”

Ye Hua looked down at the hand that was tightly grasped, his eyes quickly turned, and he nodded.

Qiao Wan'er was afraid that Ye Hua would go over to find out, so she hurriedly pulled Ye Hua out.

"Sister Hua, let's hurry up and pretend to paint, Zehong won't be able to see me when he comes back from the main building later, it's time to be angry."

"You're the eldest lady of the Qiao family, and you're afraid of him?"

"Oh, who told me to fall in love with him at the age of ten, my biggest wish in this life is to marry him and be the second wife of the Ye family."

When Ye Hua heard her say this, he sneered: "Look at your ambition." ”

During the conversation, the lights in the dark room were extinguished and the door was shut.

Falling into darkness again, Lu Yao looked at Ye Zehong in a daze, and his mood was several times more complicated than just now.

It turned out that Qiao Wan'er had been in love with Ye Zehong since she was a child.

In other words, she is loved by the first daughter, and she will choose to have an underground affair with her.

It was like a fish bone stuck in his throat.

After making sure that Ye Hua and Qiao Wan'er had left the bamboo garden, Ye Zehong grabbed Lu Yao's arm, and the stickiness made him frown.

Lu Yao hissed in pain, and the nausea welled up in his throat, and before he could start, he spit on Ye Zehong's body.

The smell of blood filled the dark space.

"I seem to ...... It's blood that vomits......"