And it was from then on that Jiang Song seemed to have formed a feud with Xi Qiansheng.
Whenever she appears, she can see Xi Qiansheng.
And every time, Xi Qiansheng would use every means to thwart her and confront her in every way.
…
Jiang Song pulled away from his memories and tried to look calm.
She always reminds herself in her heart that now she is Ximen Song, not Jiang Song.
"You hate her?" Jiang Song said lightly.
Xi Qiansheng shook his head and looked at her meaningfully.
Jiang Song gradually realized that something was wrong with the atmosphere, moved his eyes away, and deliberately dropped the topic, "I'm not interested in these paintings, Mr. Xi, it's getting late."
Say it earlier, don't waste any more time.
Jiang Song almost had this sentence written on his face.
But Xi Qiansheng didn't pay attention and continued to introduce the next painting to Jiang Song.
But, the next painting is also related to Jiang Song.
"Do you know about the Cantonese cruise ship? Everyone should know about the fire, right? The picture here is of that fire." Xi Qiansheng said.
Jiang Song was embarrassed. How could she not know about the fire?
She was the one who put it.
And it almost killed Xi Qiansheng at that time.
only……
Jiang Song frowned, "You painted fire with pink paint?"
That painting, if Xi Qiansheng didn't introduce it to her, he really wouldn't have been able to tell that it was a fire, and he would have thought that the surrounding areas were filled with pink bubbles.
"Yes, I liked that day very much." Xi Qiansheng was proud and curled up his lips, "That day, the woman who wanted to kill me saved me."
Jiang Song frowned.
Saved her?
At that time, she seemed to have rescued someone casually, but she didn't see clearly what the other person looked like at the time, and she was in a hurry to see Chu Xiuhan, and left when the rescue team arrived.
Could that person be Xi Qiansheng?
Jiang Song really didn't want to get stuck in such endless conversations again, let alone the embarrassing memories that made her catch the horse.
"Master Xi, I may not have time to continue listening to your previous affairs. If what you need today is a listener, I think you are looking for the wrong person. I am not interested in this kind of thing. If you are not sincere, then I
Just leave first."
Jiang Song was impatient and turned around to leave.
But the moment she turned around, Xi Qiansheng stopped her.
"etc."
"There are more on the second floor. I promise you, after you see the second floor, I will tell you everything. If I make a mistake, there will be a gun at the door, and you can kill me with your own hands."
Jiang Song narrowed his eyes, not expecting him to be so crazy.
Things seem to be getting more and more wrong.
Finally she relaxed and nodded.
Follow Xi Qiansheng to the second floor.
The scene that surprised and horrified her even more completely came.
Jiang Song never thought that he would see so many photos of her in that one place.
No, her paintings.
If the paintings on the first floor are all childish and Xi Qiansheng's own entertainment, then the paintings on the second floor can be regarded as classic works of art by the master.
Each painting is lifelike and lifelike.
However, from the perspective of appreciation, these paintings are still very scary to Jiang Song.
"What do you mean?"
Sweat formed on her back, and her voice subconsciously became softer.
It was so soft that Xi Qiansheng didn't even hear it.
Or maybe he deliberately pretended not to hear.
Jiang Song didn't know, so he heard him continue.
"The woman who harmed me, the first woman who pointed a gun at me, was her. She's pretty good-looking, right?"
Xi Qiansheng smiled, his eyes bright.
"I am very interested in her. She can always arouse the artistic factor in my body and is the muse in my paintings. However, this does not affect me. I want to kill her."
Yes, Xi Qiansheng wanted to kill her.
Jiang Song knew this very well. Overseas, everyone in the circle had known for a long time that Jiang Song was a thorn in Mr. Xi's side.
Therefore, she never dared to think that at that time, the man who was tit for tat with her would actually use her face to paint pictures behind her back.
Jiang Song subconsciously shrank his shoulders.
Today, this man wouldn't want to die here.
"Why are you telling me this?" Jiang Song swallowed, "Is it because she and I look alike?"
Xi Qiansheng, "Do you really just look like her?"
He came closer, so close that he could touch her face with his lowered head.
"You and her are exactly the same."
Jiang Song shook her shoulders uncontrollably, and she couldn't even hide her subconscious reaction.
After Jiang Song reacted, he pushed him away.
"Master Xi, please stop being so stubborn. I denied this matter when we first met. If you still want to continue to harass me now, then I'm sorry and refuse to accompany you."
Jiang Song gave him a disgusted look, turned around and went downstairs.
This time, she was serious and didn't give Xi Qiansheng any chance to save her.
"The person who wants to harm you is Lin Wanwan." Xi Qiansheng suddenly spoke and said loudly.
Jiang Song stopped.
"Evidence." The words were concise and to the point. She would not be easily targeted, nor would she be so easy to coax.
Xi Qiansheng didn't say anything, but continued to talk about those paintings.
"Listen to me."
"I once thought that I hated her. She was the only one who shot at me and even injured me. I thought that I hated her and wanted to catch her and torture her day and night. But later
I found that I gradually began to enjoy this process of torture and chasing. As long as she was in front of me, as long as she appeared, I would be excited, and I could feel that the cells in my blood were truly alive. Until one day, she died.
"
"I couldn't even see her body. She just disappeared from the world quietly."
Xi Qiansheng's face was calm, and his slender eyes were full of sadness and emotion.
Jiang Song clenched the hand behind his back with complicated emotions, "My condolences."
"No need to comfort me, I'm fine." Xi Qiansheng took a deep breath, "Okay, that's all I want to say. If you want to ask anything, just ask."
He lit a cigarette, held it between his two fingers, and exhaled the lingering smoke.
There seemed to be a thin veil between the two of them.
"Why did you say that the person who harmed me was Lin Wanwan?"
Xi Qiansheng said, "She asked Ximen Zhi to contact Gu Ling and then made this plan. Those people and that place belong to her."
Jiang Song frowned, so simple?
Impossible, if it was really that simple, why couldn't she find it.
She checked these out almost immediately, but all showed that these were Ximen Zhi's things, or they were Gu Ling's people.
How could it be Lin Wanwan.
"Don't be surprised. You can't find out. Xing Sijue has already taken care of it for the days when you fainted."
"What did you say?" Jiang Song glared sharply at him.