Chapter 153 That's My Drawing Board
When he heard the word "Ruoyin", Gu Yuehuai, who had been concentrating on painting, suddenly stopped.
She looked up at Pan Ruoyin, a strange look flashing in her eyes.
When Song Jinan looked up, he saw Gu Yuehuai's fair, oval face, which was more beautiful than he had imagined.
He thought Gu Yuehuai was looking at him, and his handsome face suddenly turned completely red. He stammered for a long time and couldn't utter a word.
Pan Ruoyin noticed that something was wrong with Song Jinan, so he followed his gaze and when he met Gu Yuehuai's clear, dark cat-like eyes, his heart skipped a beat and a hint of displeasure was evident in his eyes.
Gu Yuehuai caught the displeasure in her eyes and wanted to laugh.
In her previous life, she and Pan Ruoyin disliked each other, and it was still the same in this life.
She glanced at Song Jinan again. Well, he still looked the same as in his previous life. He was not all show and no substance, nor was he hypocritical. Song Jinan was indeed a good person from the inside out. Unfortunately, he did not know how to judge people.
Tian Jing is a bad person through and through. Before she was with Song Jinan, she was at most a cruel villain. But later, with the help of her husband Song Jinan's power, she did all kinds of evil and caused her family to be completely destroyed.
There is a sentence in "Book of Jin" that is very suitable for Song Jinan: I did not kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me.
If Song Jinan had not been with Tian Jing in this life, she would have regarded him as a stranger, otherwise, an enemy.
An irreconcilable enemy.
Although she knew that the forces behind Song Jinan were complicated, as a person who had to live her whole life again, what was there that she dared not think of?
As long as you are alive, there is always hope.
Gu Yuehuai withdrew his gaze and focused on the drawing paper again.
Song Jinan looked at her with some disappointment. For the first time, he clearly felt what frustration was. He saw indifference, even coldness, in Gu Yuehuai's eyes. She seemed to have no good feelings towards him at all.
Pan Ruoyin chuckled and reminded in a low voice: "Cousin, this guy is not a good person."
Song Jinan frowned: "Ruoyin, don't always judge others recklessly, it's not good."
He was really troubled by this cousin. Before leaving Beijing, his aunt and mother repeatedly told him to take good care of his cousin. However, this girl had a bad temper and caused trouble wherever she went. He really didn't know how to deal with it.
She used to listen to Shao Yu the most. If Shao Yu...
Thinking of Yan Shaoyu, Song Jinan couldn't help but look into the narrow corner.
Yan Shaoyu still maintained the same movement as at the beginning, with one long leg lying horizontally and the other leg slightly bent. Even his sitting posture was unruly. His blood dripped down his fingers, which looked somewhat creepy.
Song Jinan frowned, thought about it, and moved closer.
He reached out and shook Yan Shaoyu's shoulder, whispering, "Shaoyu, Shaoyu? Your injury can't be delayed any longer. Ruoyin brought a medicine box, why don't you let her stop the bleeding for you first? We have already left the capital, don't be willful."
Yan Shaoyu seemed to be awake. He raised his injured hand and pushed Song Jinan away.
Song Jinan fell down on the pickup truck, while Yan Shaoyu instantly attracted the angry glares of a group of educated youth.
"Yan Shaoyu! Do you still think you are the powerful third brother who used to be so powerful in the compound?"
"Fifth Brother is willing to treat you well, but we are not willing to do so. Stop pretending to be a fool!"
"I think he just wants to get beaten!"
“…”
The educated youth instantly split into three groups. One group consisted of six people led by Song Jinan, one consisted of Yan Shaoyu alone, and there was also a neutral girl who huddled in a corner, buried her head in her knees, pretending not to see all this farce.
The atmosphere was tense.
Gu Yuehuai tightly grasped the pen in his hand, raised his head and looked at the situation in front of him, a hint of gloom flashed in his eyes.
She had seen such scenes many times in her previous life, but she didn't like Yan Shaoyu at that time and didn't feel anything. Now, when she relived such a situation, she felt a surge of rage in her heart and she wanted to go up and beat these people up severely.
Wei Luo frowned as he looked at this group of educated youth who were as temperamental as children, and felt quite a headache.
Liu Qiang was originally a little jealous that Gu Yuehuai had become the topic of the crowd, but when she saw this group of powerful young men were about to raise their fists at her, her face turned pale. There was only so much space on the car, what if they hit her?
She quickly hid herself behind Pei Yi, holding onto his clothes and shivering. If she had known, she would not have come!
Pei Yi and Huang Binbin looked at each other, both with bitter smiles in their eyes. As men, they should step forward to stop it, but these educated youths have hot tempers, who knows if they will not listen to advice and thus bring disaster to innocent people?
As for the guide Cui Hejie, his original intention was to please this group of second-generation rich people, not to offend them. Unable to see the current trends and factions clearly for the time being, he could only sit quietly and figure it out first.
Besides, he was just a small guide. Even if he really wanted to mediate, would anyone listen to him?
Pan Ruoyin helped Song Jinan up, his tone somewhat resentful: "Cousin, why do you care about him! He is very capable. The Yan family has fallen into such a state of desolation, but he dared to show his fists to the instructor. His wounds have burst open. He deserves it!"
Having said that, Pan Ruoyin's eyes were always on Yan Shaoyu's hands.
The young man with a flat head was named Huang Sheng. Looking at the bloodstains on the collar of Song Jinan's snow-white shirt, his face was filled with anger and he raised his fist to hit Yan Shaoyu in the face.
The expression on Gu Yuehuai's face disappeared quietly. He exhaled a breath, raised his hand, and the drawing board in his hand hit the back of Huang Sheng's head accurately like a gust of wind!
"Bang--"
The drawing board was very heavy and had an iron frame embedded around it. After it hit Huang Sheng on the head, it even bounced and flew out.
“Ah——” Huang Sheng withdrew his hands and covered the back of his head, howling like a pig being slaughtered.
His face was horribly scarred by pain, and he suddenly turned around to look behind him, shouting, "Who! Who is looking for death?"
Song Jinan looked at the drawing board that bounced to his feet. There was a gleam in his eyes as he looked at the neat and clean painting style on it. It was clearly just some simple lines, but they outlined everyone's expression clearly.
Where did he seem to have seen this style of painting before?
Gu Yuehuai was about to stand up, but Wei Luo grabbed her arm and prepared to step out to ease the atmosphere.
"That's my drawing board." Gu Yuehuai ignored her kindness, stood up, and walked straight to Yan Shaoyu. The car was bumpy, her steps were a little unsteady, and her arms suddenly rested on the handlebar above Yan Shaoyu's head.
Yan Shaoyu, with his eyelids drooped, suddenly smelled a refreshing fruity fragrance, which was not pungent but very pleasant.
He moved his fingers and raised his chin, and a pair of cat's eyes as bright as stars collided with his eyes as dark as ebony.
The arc of her eyes was very beautiful, with the tails slightly upturned, outlining an indescribable agility that made him unable to help but be stunned for a moment, but it was only a moment, and it was gone in a flash.
"You! Are you looking for death?" Huang Sheng touched the back of his head which was swollen with a big bump and clenched his fists tightly.
Gu Yuehuai's breathing had not yet calmed down, but because of the gaze between him and Yan Shaoyu, the ripples in his heart were already surging like the sea.
She closed her eyes, looked away first, turned around, and intentionally or unintentionally stood in front of Yan Shaoyu, with an apologetic look on her face: "I'm so sorry, the wind was strong in the car, and the drawing board slipped out of my hand for a moment, are you okay?"
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