"Whether you like it or not, at least you are not using or deceiving me."

With one sentence, Xu Zekai's face suddenly turned dark, as ugly as if it were stained with ink.

The hand holding her became harder and harder, as if he wanted to crush her deeply.

Just from the strength, Chu Huaxin knew that he was angry.

Just what are you angry about?

"Xu Zekai, what exactly do you want to do when you come to me today?"

With a low sigh, Chu Huaxin was not naive enough to think that he was really waiting here just to remind himself that the Rong family was not simple. There must be other things.

Besides, the Rong family is not simple, and the Xu family is simple, so how many simple ones are there in the entire compound?

Xu Zekai pursed his lips and frowned, hesitating and not knowing how to speak.

Chu Huaxin vaguely understood what he was going to say to her, but this guess made Chu Huaxin wish that she didn't know him so well. Maybe she wouldn't have thought of it. If she didn't think of it, there wouldn't be that last trace of him.

labor pains.

It’s just that reality is often cruel. The more you don’t want it, the more likely it will happen, just like now——

After hesitating for a long time, Xu Zekai finally spoke, and the words still pierced her body like a sharp sword.

"You already had that painting, why didn't you tell me about it before?"

Why?

What else could be the reason for this?

She is not a fool. When she meets anyone, she tells everyone that I have an authentic painting of Yan Zhenqing in my hand.

Not to mention that no one believed her, and even those people would probably just think that she was just a woman who liked to show off her vulgarity.

How could she do such a self-humiliating thing if she wasn't a fool?

Besides, it was the only thing left by their mother to them. It was too late for her to treasure the treasure, so she would show it off all the time. It would be embarrassing not only for Yan Zhenqing's original work, but also for her mother's love for them and their love.

Mother's heart.

Therefore, only she and Qingyue knew about the calligraphy and painting, and it had been carefully kept by Qingyue. Even in times of crisis, even if they had to live on the streets begging, they never thought of selling this last calligraphy and painting.

Because it has become an indispensable part of her and Qingyue's lives.

Let me ask, would she take out such a precious thing and talk about it from time to time?

With a chuckle, Chu Huaxin thought his question was interesting, but she didn't reply too harshly, "I don't think it's necessary to say anything."

There is really no need to say it. Although Yan Zhenqing's original work is precious, the Xu family does not want hers. If it is said, it will easily cause people to misunderstand, so there is no need to say it.

And at that time, she didn't think the Xu family would want to know anything about her, and even he was afraid that he wouldn't have time to find out.

Of course, she won't use these to start an investigation now, because it's no longer necessary.

"Then when Jingyi sent the calligraphy and painting over, you already knew it was fake, but you didn't expose it..."

Hearing this, Chu Huaxin found the key point, his face gradually darkened, and he looked at him coldly, waiting for him to continue.

"...But it was only after grandpa made a fuss about calligraphy and painting that the whole compound knew about it. Did you deliberately undermine grandpa's view of Jingyi?"

There is no need to blame someone, Chu Huaxin never thought that such a thing could make people think of this.

But when he thought about it carefully, he felt that it was natural. In his eyes, Xu Zekai must have thought that she was a woman who was bound to retaliate.

Of course, if she had the ability, she would definitely be such a daughter, but the only way to retaliate is to see if that person is worth the trouble.
Chapter completed!