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Chapter 102

"Zhang Linmo?" Li Mi was puzzled, "Why is he here for?"

Wu Jun told Li Mi about his life in a bamboo house for the past ten days and taking the initiative to teach art classes to the children.

Li Mi was surprised after hearing this, "He came to teach art classes to the children? Can he do it?"

"It should be a professional painter, and his level is not low. Yesterday, the children prepared a farewell ceremony for him, and they had feelings for him in ten days." Wu Jun's evaluation was very objective, "This guy looks tyrannical and his painting skills are pretty good.

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Then Wu Jun took out two of his works from the room, "Look, how about this color combination?"

Li Mi looked at him strangely, "It seems that you have been getting along well these days?" After taking the painting, he glanced casually, and made a judgment in his heart, "It's great, it's a bit."

"The others are okay, and they help wash dishes."

Shortly after Li Mi returned to the village, he helped Wu Jun perform a physical examination on the villagers.

The herbs were classified into categories.

Li Mi didn't spend the night here, so she took time to come and was always very busy after returning to the village.

It was already very late when I returned to Emerald Bay.

As night falls, there is no bright moon today, and there are few stars.

The blooming roses in the yard seemed to be covered with a layer of dark gauze, and the blooming posture swayed in the wind, giving a charming beauty.

In the huge villa, the living room is brightly lit.

Jingting sat on the sofa reading the newspaper. His thin lips were pursed, and a terrifying aura was shrouded in his body.

Butler Shen stood at the door of the living room and glanced out from time to time. Why didn’t the wife come back yet?

Half an hour later

A car light shone in and the car drove into the yard.

Butler Shen quickly greeted you, "Madam, Mr. Jing has been waiting for you for five hours."

"Is there anything wrong?" She turned her eyes as she walked towards the living room, "Why don't you call me?"

"I don't know if it's okay. He brought you a cake, but he threw it away from the trash."

She felt inexplicably, and after entering the living room, she saw the man sitting on the sofa at a glance.

Jingting raised his eyes and looked cold.

Li Mi took steps towards him and saw the cake in the trash can. Oh! He has such a big temper?

Thinking of him buying her a cake, she came to the sofa and squatted down, raised her eyes and looked up at him, "What are you looking for me?"

Jingting refused to answer and deliberately treated her as air.

"I'm back to Sunshine Village today." She reported truthfully, "I conducted a full physical examination for the villagers. Because I don't want to go tomorrow, I'm busy to finish tonight."

After listening to her explanation, he disagreed.

Isn't he angry here?

Li Mi thought about it, looked at his brows and looked quite unhappy, "Tell me? Why are you angry?"

His face was deep, "If you don't go back to the village, please ask Zhang Linmo to teach the children to draw. What do you mean?"

She stood up and raised her eyebrows, "You have something wrong with what you said! First, it was not what I asked him, it was him who volunteered and took the initiative! I only found out today!"

"Stay away from him." His cold eyes swept over her, as if he was warning.

Li Mi couldn't help but feel a little scared because he was really angry.

But how do she explain?

"Don't you believe me?" she was speechless.

Jingting put down the newspaper and stood up, passed by her, and walked upstairs without looking back. His whole back exuded a majestic aura.

Li Mi dared not explain rashly, worried that the fire would add fuel to the fire.

His iron-fisted style of Jingting is famous in Jiangcheng. When it touches his thunder point, it may implicate the children.

Looking at the cake in the trash can, Li Mi was in a complicated mood.

After a while, she picked up the cake and put it on the coffee table. Through the transparent packaging box, she could see that the cake was broken.

She squatted in front of the coffee table and carefully opened the packaging box.

This scene made Butler Chen feel distressed, "Madam..."
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