Some dusty memories suddenly popped up in Hua Jian's mind.
Li Chengbai, the son of the Li family, is a mischievous man who grew up with Xie Zhiyan.
The main force bullying 'Xiaohua Jian'.
Pulling hair, hitting the face with a slingshot, being pushed to the ground and ridden like a horse, and pushing "Xiao Hua Jian" into the swimming pool are all common occurrences.
Xie Zhiyan had fought with Li Chengbai many times because Li Chengbai bullied "the younger brother who only he could bully".
[So it was this bastard. Didn't his father deliberately prevent him from returning to China? Oh, now I remember. This bastard doesn't even know that his father had already supported his illegitimate son to join the group company.]
Li Chengbai blinked. Why was he hallucinating?
Hua Jian's mouth was as tight as a clam, but he could still hear Hua Jian's voice.
"Mr. Li!" Shu Yan hurriedly followed. The bodyguards looked fierce. He whispered, "Shall we go upstairs to see the old lady first?"
Hua Jian understood and said, "So it's come to this. Madam Li was given a slow-acting poison and soon after, she was deliberately provoked by her illegitimate son. She died of a heart attack. His sister didn't return in time. Young Master Li's good days are over."
Thinking of this, he turned to look at Bo Lin: "Since it's not important, let's go too."
Li Chengbai didn't go crazy and stop Hua Jian. Shu Yan couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief, "Mr. Li? Are you okay?"
Li Chengbai stared at Hua Jian's back as she got into a car. He asked coldly, "Did you hear what Hua Jian said just now?"
Shu Yan hurriedly said, "Hua Jian is different now. There are many men around him. I think he is deliberately saying that you are not important."
Li Chengbai gritted his teeth, knowing that Shu Yan hadn't heard what Hua Jian had said just now.
He asked coldly, "What disease did my grandma have?"
Shu Yan said, "The doctor said it was just high blood pressure, which is common among elderly people."
Li Chengbai turned around and strode towards the ward.
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In the evening, Hua Jian asked Brother Shen for two days off, one to avoid the limelight, and the other to do his live broadcast.
Well, he has over 100 followers now.
And he also has a big brother 'L'.
The apartment was quiet, with only the sound of the air conditioner running.
Hua Jian was writing and drawing in the study, with her cell phone placed behind her.
When he wasn't paying attention, the barrage of comments suddenly increased.
[I saw this guy again. No, he uses MYB paint? Damn, where did this noble man come from?]
[Uh, I just think the painting isn't very good. MYB is probably fake, right? The silver inside is the color of death. It's said that rich people don't buy that tube.]
[I’ve noticed that any small blogger with 100 followers can use MYB. I’ve woken up to my own poverty!]
[Upstairs, now he has 200 followers.]
[Sure enough, he wants to show off his wealth.]
...
Hua Jian didn't know that the gift Bo Lin gave him had gained him some fans.
When he accepted Bo Lin's gift, he decided to give Bo Lin a painting he had drawn when his exhibition hall opened.
"What do you think of my painting?" Hua Jian casually glanced at her phone, then looked a little surprised. "What's going on? There are so many people here today? Over 1,000 people online?"
"Not very good? Showing off in front of an expert?" Hua Jian said with a sigh, "Not really, right? Doesn't this look pretty good to me?"
There were all kinds of comments in the comments, but Hua Jian didn't get angry.
He twisted his neck and read out the comments again: "The style is very similar to Jana's. Is the blogger a fan of Jana?"
He paused and replied, "I'm not his fan. I'm just thanking Mr. L from the number one ranking for the carnival."
“Will the blogger go to see Janard’s return painting exhibition?”
"Yes."
He was also looking forward to seeing how things would get going between Janard and Liangchen. The bigger the commotion, the more his investment would grow.
"Janard's painting exhibition will soon be held in the gallery under the Bo family."
Hua Jian frowned slightly when she read this. How was Janarde related to the Bo family?
'Ding.'
It is the sound of the system prompting you to receive gifts.
It was L who sent 10 more carnivals, accompanied by golden subtitles.
[Do you want to hold an art exhibition? I can provide you with a venue.]
"Thank you Mr. L for the carnival, but my art skills are average, so I can't hold an exhibition. My friend's exhibition hall will open soon, and everyone can go and see it then. My friend is not only super handsome, but also has first-class taste."
Hua Jian's smiling voice fell into Bo Lin's ears and became sticky honey.
It was thick and sweet, and it made his ears burn.
Bo Lin moved his fingers several times but couldn't type a single word.
Hua Jian said that I am super handsome and a friend with first-class taste.
Is it him?
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