Jiang Lan's heart trembled, and she suddenly felt that Mu Feihong, who looked refreshing on the outside, was more complicated than Mu Mingchen on the inside. He was younger than her, so how many secrets did he hide?

Then Jiang Lan received a call. It was from Ye Jingning. Ye Jingning asked her to have a cup of tea and talk. Jiang Lan replied, "Okay, I'll call you when I get off work."

"You don't have to wait until get off work. Sister-in-law can go out now if there is something urgent. Anyway, you have nothing to do if you stay here." Mu Feihong made up his mind.

Jiang Lan heard what Mu Feihong said and immediately agreed to Ye Jingning: "Okay, I'll wait for you downstairs in the company in half an hour." She felt that Mu Feihong was also thinking about how to spend himself, and he should have it.

I don't want to expose things to myself.

Jiang Lan was not interested in the overt and covert fight between the two brothers Mu Mingchen and Mu Feihong. Half an hour later, she went out. The main entrance hall was filled with bouquets of flowers and covered with a red carpet.

Jiang Lan didn't have much curiosity to know who he was greeting. He didn't know the big shot in their mall, even if he said so. Not long after, he saw Ye Jingning getting out of the taxi, "Jingning--" Jiang Lan greeted him enthusiastically, and pulled him

Ye Jingning's hand, they walked into a coffee shop opposite.

Ye Jingning's face remained unhappy and he didn't say much. Seeing this, Jiang Lan asked, "Jingning, what's wrong? Are you unhappy with your family?"

Jiang Lan still understood his cousin's temperament. Seeing her shake her head, she asked again, "Is it because of Fang Jing?"

Ye Jingning raised his head and looked at Jiang Lan, hesitating to speak. When Jiang Lan saw this situation, he knew it must be because of Fang Jing.

Yesterday, Ye Jingning helped Fang Jing clean up his room. He now lives alone. A grown man is not very good at taking care of himself, so the room is inevitably messy. When Ye Jingning was cleaning out the bookcase drawers, he found a pair of hand-painted paintings. Fang Jing has been fond of painting since he was a child.

Although I have not received professional training in painting, I can still paint it vividly. The person in this painting is none other than my cousin Jiang Lan!

"Brother Jing is really a genius. The cousin in the painting looks so similar." She couldn't help but mutter.

Ye Jingning felt a little confused at the time, but she didn't think about it deeply. In her heart, her cousin and Fang Jing were just ordinary friends. However, when she thought that Fang Jing had not painted one for herself, she felt a little unhappy.

When Fang Jing came back from get off work in the evening, Ye Jingning happily gave him a hug, but Fang Jing was always cold and indifferent, claiming that he was a little tired.

"Brother Jing, it's my birthday next weekend, what gift do you want to give me?" Ye Jingning blinked his innocent and lovely eyes.

Fang Jing smiled slightly: "Whatever Jing Ning wants, I will give him."

"I want brother Jing's hand painting, painted for me."

"I haven't painted for several years. As you know, since I went to college, my interest in painting has been completely replaced by medicine. Now, I can't draw anything good-looking at all."

Fang Jing shook his head helplessly, that's not right. Ye Jingning clearly saw Jiang Lan's paintings. Whether it was the costumes of the characters or the pen and ink, they were all painted not long ago, and he also painted so similar, even the shining

That feeling was reflected in his eyes.
Chapter completed!