Chapter 203: Crying and Eating Strawberries
Yan Wujiu held the door open with one hand, and the curtains of the room behind him were not drawn, making him look like Satan from hell.
There was an extremely pungent smell of cigarettes in his room, and piles of cigarette butts were scattered on the floor. The whole room was so smoky that it felt like entering a smoking room.
The butler coughed twice and met his gaze.
Yan Wujiu walked out of the darkness, his voice hoarse, "Didn't anyone tell them that they can't touch things that don't belong to them?"
The housekeeper trembled when he looked at her, and said fearfully, "I'm sorry, Mr. Yan, these two children are disciples that Teacher Fu brought back not long ago, and I haven't had time to tell them yet."
Yan Wujiu's eyes flashed with anger. He picked up the last cigarette and put it in his mouth, "Damn it."
He has been feeling upset lately, so he decided to come back and paint.
But he couldn't paint the feeling he wanted, and he didn't know what was missing or what was extra. The more he thought about it, the more unhappy he became.
That's his work!
How could it be destroyed so easily?
He took a puff of his cigarette expressionlessly, and between puffs of smoke, he reached for the gun at his waist: "Take me there."
The housekeeper swallowed in fear and subconsciously looked at his pocket: "Those are two children..."
"Child?" Yan Wujiu grinned and said sinisterly, "I fucking hate children the most."
After saying that, he remembered something and said, "No, only Yan Laiyi is a little cuter."
But on second thought, Yan Laiyi was not sincere to him either.
Just to be fair to him!
He became even angrier and ran away.
The housekeeper quickly followed him: "Calm down!"
The other servants watched Yan Wujiu pass by like a gust of wind and whispered to each other, "Oh my god, did you see that gun in his pants? That's scary!"
"Mr. Yan Wujiu is so moody that we have to be very cautious when passing by him. Why would these two kids mess with his paintings?"
The butler pretended to be calm and followed Yan Wujiu, taking out a handkerchief to wipe the cold sweat from his neck.
There are two people in the entire manor that he fears the most.
One is Li Ran and the other is Yan Wujiu.
Li Ran was intimidating without even getting angry, and he had the kind of pressure that emanated from the hail of bullets, yet he kept it secret and didn't show it.
Yan Wujiu also has courage, but he is more flamboyant. That kind of unruly and crazy feeling almost rushes out from his bones, making people breathless.
Who in their right mind would mess with him?
A crazy guy who can draw!
Yan Wujiu walked around corridor after corridor when suddenly a clear shout came from not far away.
"Someone has soiled Mr. Huainan's painting! Someone has soiled Mr. Huainan's painting!"
He looked closely.
He Qingqing shouted loudly on the stairs and spread the news everywhere, fearing that everyone in the world would know.
He strode towards her: "Who soiled my painting?"
He Qingqing was the first to smell an extremely pungent smell of smoke. She turned her head and met Yan Wujiu's bloodshot eyes.
He was wearing a simple black silk shirt and pajamas, his hair was messy and there was a wisp of hair sticking up on top of his head.
Although she is so unkempt, she has a kind of decadent beauty.
He Qingqing was stunned, thinking it was an illusion.
Maybe this uncle is too white.
Seeing that she didn't answer, Yan Wujiu shouted, "Speak!"
He Qingqing suddenly came to her senses and took two steps back in shock: "Could you be Mr. Huainan?"
Yan Wujiu lost his patience: "I asked you who stained my painting."
Her eyelashes trembled slightly, and she pointed to the other side of the corridor in panic: "You... just go in and take a look!"
Yan Wujiu pushed her away and rushed to the end of the corridor with great momentum.
Inside the room, Yan Laiyi ate strawberries anxiously, while drawing on the drawing board with his other hand.
Her thick little eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and she pretended to cry while painting.
Hmm...why is she so unlucky?
The most basic trust between people is gone!
She picked up another 3j cherry and ate it sadly.
The reason why she was drawing here was because she looked around and found that she didn't see any camera.
How could she justify herself?
And He Qingqing said that the fingerprint was hers, and she was the only one in the classroom.
She is still at the age of a naughty child, so it is natural that people will think she has made a mistake.
As long as He Qingqing insisted, she could only suffer in silence!
I will definitely be driven away by Teacher Fu Sinian later!
Yiyi sniffed sadly.
She had to at least do a backflip to avoid it.
Yan Laiyi lowered his head and looked at the dye.
At first, she wanted to cover up the black brush with white.
But she looked at the somewhat solemn painting again and an idea came to her.
How about she draw a gun on it?
After she finished the painting, she bought it.
If the explanation doesn't make sense, just apologize to the other person and talk to Weiyang's mother. Weiyang's mother won't blame her.
In addition, she now has art classes every day, and her painting skills have improved a lot compared to before.
She began to draw seriously.
Fu Sinian and Li Ran in the monitoring room had different expressions.
The more Li Ran thought about it, the angrier she became. "Fu Sinian, I told you not to give this kid a chance. Now she bullies Yan Laiyi whenever she gets the chance. Now she's wiping her painting. Isn't that making things worse?"
Fu Sinian calmly changed his perspective and looked at Yan Laiyi's profile reflected in another pinhole camera.
"She's not wiping."
Li Ran was stunned.
Fu Sinian raised his eyebrows with interest: "She is... painting."
As he spoke, he amplified the audio and heard Yan Laiyi muttering to himself:
"Wuwu ...
"Can't we just eat strawberries in peace?"
After saying that, she stuffed a big strawberry into her mouth while crying, "Wuwuwuwuwuwuwuwu..."
Yan Laiyi carefully sketched on the drawing paper, gradually drawing the prototype of a gun: "I don't know how much this painting costs. I can't bear to spend a penny of the money I earn, and I still have to pay back the money. My heart aches!"
After saying that, she burst into tears and stuffed strawberries into her mouth with her other hand: "Wow, strawberries are so delicious!"
Li Ran: “?”
Fu Sinian: “…”
Is it so delicious that it makes you cry?
Or did you cry while drawing?
Yan Laiyi was crying and choked a little. He quickly turned his back and coughed softly, and continued to stuff strawberries into his mouth: "I don't know if I will be beaten soon, so I'd better eat some more strawberries to comfort myself!"
Li Ran: “Puff!!”
Fu Sinian also raised the corners of his mouth and smiled teasingly.
How could he be wronged? He was watching right here the whole time.
He can see the truth clearly and will not accuse anyone wrongly.
What's more, Yan Wujiu also knew that there were surveillance cameras here.
Li Ran couldn't help but say, "Fu Sinian, let's go over there now, or else this kid will get scared out of his wits."
Fu Sinian disagreed, "It's not over yet, Yan Wujiu is here."
As soon as he finished speaking, Yan Wujiu pushed the door open and walked in. Seeing Yan Laiyi's back, he immediately shouted, "Put your hands down! Who the hell told you to touch my painting?"
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