This is Ni Manxing's side.

She returned to her room and looked at the easel in the guest room, and her mood suddenly became a little depressed.

"I didn't expect Mr. Feng to be the same as me."

She looked at the half-finished painting of a few sunflowers on the easel, pursed her lips and began to think about how to paint it in a new way.

She didn't care who he killed, she just knew she wanted to thank him and not hurt him.

Finally, she stared at the lifeless sunflower with its head drooping for nearly ten minutes before she came up with a brilliant idea.

"I hope Mr. Feng can find it..."

She murmured, picked up the paintbrush, mixed the colors and began to paint the composition in her mind.

Her slender fingers held a very thin paintbrush, and she gently dipped it in the paint, blending the color just right.

Soon more portraits began to appear on the drawing board. The lines on the pictures were drawn very steadily, and it was obvious that Ni Manxing had a good painting skill.

Soon, the few listless sunflowers that were originally there began to grow in number, turning into a sea of ​​flowers.

Although they still have their heads drooping...they look much less desolate.

Ni Manxing was so immersed in painting that he didn't notice that the sky had darkened.

When she noticed the light in the room dimmed, she was shocked to realize that several hours had passed.

She looked at the painting that was almost finished, but did not force herself to finish it now. Instead, she washed and put away the painting tools, and covered the drawing board with canvas to avoid contamination before leaving the house.

Feng Jinxuan, who was monitoring Ni Manxing's situation in the hall, looked at the sea of ​​sunflowers drooping under the raindrops and turned off the computer thoughtfully.

After dinner, Ni Manxing lay back on the bed, not worrying at all whether Feng Jinxuan had drugged her. She drank the cup of hot milk and fell asleep.

She had no other concerns in this world and was not worried about anything unacceptable happening.

The next day.

Ni Manxing got up early in the morning to continue completing the unfinished painting.

Patiently, she looked at the finished painting all morning, a smile in her eyes.

This is a beautiful painting...

The painting on the drawing board shows a sea of ​​sunflowers that have been wet and fallen by heavy rain.

There is nothing wrong with the color composition, but the picture looks a bit bleak.

She blinked and admired the painting carefully, then picked up a pen and gently wrote the title of the painting in the lower right corner.

After finishing everything, she packed up the paintings and went downstairs to find Feng Jinxuan.

"Jinxuan! I've prepared your gift! Guess what it is?"

Ni Manxing walked to the stairs and spoke impatiently after seeing people.

"Drawing?"

Feng Jinxuan sat in front of the front desk and looked at Ni Manxing who was looking down the stairs with her head tilted. She noticed that she had nothing in her hands and guessed thoughtfully.

"By the way, Jinxuan is so smart!"

Ni Manxing looked at Feng Jinxuan who guessed it immediately and said with some surprise.

He quickly came down from upstairs with the painting.

"Remember, you need to appreciate this carefully. I'll go upstairs first."

Ni Manxing looked at him, took it shyly, and ran upstairs.

She ran back to her room and threw herself on the bed, covering her face with her hands for a while before turning over and looking at the ceiling.

"Huh~ I don't know if this will work."

In addition to the painting, there was also a love letter in the interlayer of the gift.

Although the two have only been in contact for about a week, she likes Feng Jinxuan, who is quiet but considerate and attentive.

"I wonder if I'll be suspected of having ulterior motives?"

She stared blankly at the ceiling as she spoke. Although her tone was uneasy, a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth.

Feng Jinxuan downstairs looked at the painting he had seen before. He just glanced at the title "Towards the Sun" and then placed the painting on the front desk.

When he noticed there was another envelope with a red heart drawn on it, he raised his eyebrows slightly and looked towards the quiet staircase in surprise.

After opening the envelope and reading through it quickly, he sneered.

"Like me?"

"You like this skin, right?"

There was endless indifference in his sneering eyes.

He wanted to throw the envelope away, but for some reason he thought of it and put it safely back in his notebook.

Soon evening arrived.

"Star your dinner."

Ni Manxing looked at Feng Jinxuan who brought dinner and found that he was no different from usual. For a moment, she was not sure whether he had seen the letter.

"Okay, Jinxuan."

She wanted to ask something but hesitated. In the end, she just took the plate silently and watched Feng Jinxuan disappear into the corridor.

After dinner, she sat on the sofa with the glass of milk in her hand, looking at the heavy rain outside the window.

“That shouldn’t be the case…”

Even if you don't like her, you should have some other reaction, right?

Why is there no change?

After a long time, she suddenly realized.

"So what's his backup plan?"

In the second half of the night, the area around the hotel was quiet, with only sporadic raindrops in the sky providing accompaniment to the world.

Feng Jinxuan, who lived on the first floor, turned on the surveillance camera on his mobile phone in the middle of the night. Seeing that the milk on Ni Manxing's table was almost gone, he turned off his phone with a little satisfaction, went to the kitchen, opened the secret compartment, and disappeared from the hotel underground.

There have been some small flies lurking outside the hotel lately, and he has to find something for them to do so that they don't bother him.

Just before dawn, he dragged an unconscious fat boy back to the hotel.

"Tsk~ What a dirty, smelly pig."

He took off his gloves in disgust and changed into a new pair, then took out a spray and sprayed it at the fat man's face.

After a few seconds, the fat man opened his eyes in a daze.

"You're trash! I'll give you three seconds to escape. If you're slower, I'll kill you."

Feng Jinxuan looked at the fat man who was still in a daze, and without hesitation, he took out a scalpel and stabbed it into the fat man's waist.

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