After wiping and drying her clothes, Yun Mengxue walked out of the laundry room with some embarrassment.

It was still raining outside, and she really doubted it. Was it really a thunderstorm today?

"Second Young Madam, please sit down and I'll get you a cup of tea to warm yourself up."

The servant's soft and soothing tone made Yun Mengxue feel warm in her heart. She couldn't help but murmur in her heart. Luo Haoning was not only gentler than Luo Haochen, but even the servants in his villa had more emotions than Luo Haochen.

After drinking a cup of warm tea, she felt warm in her stomach, and she didn't feel much cold anymore. The rain continued, and Yun Mengxue looked around Luo Haochen's residence in boredom.

It is fresh and elegant, without too many gorgeous decorations, but gives people a relaxed and comfortable feeling.

"Brother Haoning's taste... I like it very much..."

Talking to himself, Yun Mengxue couldn't help but have a faint smile on her face.

Her eyes wandered and she found a row of paintings hanging in the direction of the corridor on the first floor. Yun Mengxue raised her eyebrows slightly and couldn't help but get up and walk over there.

The decoration of the hallway and the living room seem to be two completely opposite worlds.

The corridor with a white background and black picture frames is lined up neatly on the left and right, with white lights shining on it, creating an indescribable sense of silence with a hint of sadness.

sad?

Yun Mengxue couldn't help but be startled.

Why do you have such a strong feeling when you see these gray paintings?

"Brother Haoning's preference is too repressive, and somewhat...unacceptable."

Yun Mengxue murmured to herself in a low voice. Every painting on the wall had a kind of silent silence. The more she looked at it, the more it seemed incompatible with Luo Haoning's gentleness.

But if you think about it carefully, it's no wonder that although Luo Haoning always shows a sunny smile, his and Xu Yeli's status in this family and their discord with Luo Haochen make Luo Haoning the person who hides his heart the most.

And there is a more important point. Luo Haoning is disabled. Although his pain will not be shown to outsiders, it does not mean that Luo Haoning will not feel inferior or hurt in his heart. It is just that his smile always makes Yun Mengxue forget this.

At one point, it was taken for granted that Luo Haoning was supposed to be the incarnation of a brilliant angel.

It was so sad just thinking about it. Yun Mengxue stopped and stood by the wall and took a deep breath. Due to her own reasons, the depressing feeling surged into her heart like waves. Yun Mengxue felt like she was about to suffocate to death.

At this time, she discovered that in the corridor where every door was tightly closed, one door was open. No matter whether she was allowed to enter or not, driven by curiosity, Yun Mengxue walked towards that door.

This is a large studio. The titanium white blackout curtains block the outside light, but because the light shines on its own inherent color, it makes the studio look particularly bright and cool.

What surprised Yun Mengxue was that every painting in the studio was covered with a white blackout cloth, only the edges of the frame were exposed, and it was impossible to see what kind of picture was hidden under the blackout cloth.

Looking around the entire studio with doubts, Yun Mengxue finally found Luo Haoning in the corner of the studio who was concentrating on painting.

Only then did Yun Mengxue finally know that although Luo Haoning was not involved in the company's affairs, he was not idle at home. It turned out that he could paint. Judging from the feeling of the studio, maybe all the paintings outside were created by him alone.

People say that people who are dedicated to art seem to be born with a kind of elegance and creative ability. Luo Haoning is undoubtedly such a person. His elegance, courtesy and courtesy come from the inside out, not from the outside of some people.

Deliberate imitation and affectation.

There is another saying, "Most calm people have been hurt deep down in their hearts."

Looking at Luo Haoning's back, which was so focused that she didn't notice anyone entering, Yun Mengxue suddenly had the feeling that Luo Haoning was the real him today, and the man with a sunny smile she usually saw was just a man with a smile.

Luo Haoning wearing a mask.

"Brother Haoning..."

A touch of heartache grew in Yun Mengxue's heart. She didn't want to disturb Luo Haoning, she just wanted to see what he was painting so intensely.

When the footsteps approached Luo Haoning lightly and the face in the picture came into Yun Mengxue's eyes, she froze in place in shock!

"Chu...Chu Mengyao!"

"Crack!"

Luo Haoning's hand froze, and the oil paintbrush fell on the marble floor, making a crunching sound.

He frowned and slowly turned around, looking at the stunned Yun Mengxue with the same surprised expression.
Chapter completed!