In the studio on the fifth floor, Tang Li was focused on painting; her work, sunflowers, was nearing completion.
Lu Jianshen walked in and saw that she was drawing sunflowers. He was a little curious. Tang Li used to like to draw roses, mostly red roses.
And he liked to paint Tang Li...
"Uncle, what's wrong?"
Realizing that Lu Jianshen had entered, Tang Li quickly stood up.
Lu Jianshen gently patted her shoulder, encouraging her to continue sitting there and drawing.
"Let me admire your sunflower drawing. Didn't Lili used to like drawing roses?"
Tang Li continued painting, saying calmly, "Let's try a different style. Sunflowers seem to better reflect my current mood."
Her paintbrush suddenly stopped. Lu Jianshen called her Lili, which sounded somewhat ambiguous...
He used to call her Xiao Tang, in a superior-subordinate manner, but now he suddenly calls her Li Li.
Just imagining those two words coming from Lu Jianshen's thin lips made Tang Li feel comforted, even a little tender.
Lu Jianshen noticed that she was in a bad mood recently and wanted to say a few words of comfort, but he didn't know how to start.
Someone as clear-headed as Tang Li is probably going to get a divorce.
"These two colors would be better mixed together, you can try it."
Lu Jianshen took her hand in his own, then quickly let go.
Tang Li was momentarily distracted, then realized she might be overthinking things.
After a while, both of them felt that the air in the studio seemed a little off.
It would be normal for the air in an art studio to smell of paint, but this is clearly not the smell of paint.
What's that smell?
Lu Jianshen stood up and then noticed that the door behind him had been locked from the outside at some point.
The man's handsome brows furrowed. "It looks like we've been locked in the art studio."
Recently, we've had two clowns in our house, and they've certainly put on quite a show.
Tang Li walked over and knocked, but no one came to open the door.
Gradually, she became disoriented and her legs became unsteady.
Looking up and meeting the man's sharply defined face, Tang Li felt a surge of impulse and actually wanted to get closer to Lu Jianshen.
She was astonished by her own audacious idea!
Lu Jianshen's eyes were deep and dark, and his gaze toward Tang Li was filled with an undisguised possessiveness, which startled Tang Li once again.
"Uncle..."
It was obvious that she realized what this was.
Tang Li pushed Lu Jianshen away, trying to dodge, but the man grabbed her with his long arm, pulled her close, and pushed her down onto the large bed next to him.
"Uncle, calm down."
Tang Li saw not only his eyebrows and eyes, but also the magnificent roses blooming in the starry sky, which were stunningly beautiful.
Lu Jian's deep eyes were filled with naked lust, and his head was buried between Tang Li's necks, his breathing heavy.
"Looking at you, I can't stay calm." The man's voice was hoarse.
Urgent and passionate kisses landed on Tang Li's face and body. Her clothes were torn in half, and her body trembled with fear, like a leaf swaying in the cold wind.
"Uncle..."
She was trying to bring the men to their senses; if they were seen, they would be finished.
Lu Jianshen pinched her chin, as if reluctant to let go, and gently stroked it, his eyes incredibly tender.
He murmured softly, "Don't call me Uncle, Lili. In your heart, am I just an elder..."
Tang Li stared at him with her beautiful eyes, her gaze filled with fear and unease. It was the first time she had soberly witnessed Lu Jianshen's descent into depravity.
But their actions were against propriety.
Lu Jianshen's burning kiss landed on her ear, and he coaxed, "Lili, do you want to get revenge on Lu Chengyi?"
Even though Lu Jianshen didn't say it explicitly, she immediately understood what method he was referring to, but she couldn't do it.
Tang Li raised her hand to support her shoulder, her breath coming in short gasps. She couldn't control her large hand from offending her. She tried to dodge, but this only made the man more eager.
"Uncle, I have a thousand ways to get revenge on Lu Chengyi. I haven't done anything wrong, and I won't sell my body. I'm not like Ding Weiwei!"
It would be tragic if Lu Jianshen treated her like Ding Weiwei.
Looking into the girl's bright eyes, Lu Jianshen slowly came to his senses and realized how absurd his thoughts were.
He wanted Tang Li, and he wanted her openly and honestly, making her Mrs. Lu in a respectable manner.
"I'm sorry, Lili, I lost control."
Lu Jianshen, barely holding on with the last shred of his sanity, used his fingerprints to open the hidden door to the art studio.
"here……"
Tang Li was stunned and hurriedly got up to straighten her clothes.
She had been sitting in this studio for almost three years and had no idea that there was a hidden door so deeply concealed.
The next second, there was a loud knocking on the door, but Tang Li ignored it.
The people outside were clearly impatient and broke down the door.
Ding Weiwei dragged Lu Chengyi in aggressively, looked around, and didn't see anyone else in the room.
"Why are you the only one here?"
Ding Weiwei looked incredulous. She had clearly seen Lu Jianshen come in just now. When did he leave?
Tang Li looked displeased. "Am I not alone here? Or is it just half a person here?"
"Ding Weiwei, take your despicable methods away from you!"
Tang Li angrily lifted the incense burner in the corner and splashed it on Ding Weiwei's face.
"ah!"
The incense ash burned Ding Weiwei, who yelled, "Tang Li, are you crazy?"
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