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Looking at his sad expression, the bottom of Jiang Ruoqing's heart ached for some reason. She had never been a hardhearted woman, and thinking of Lin Wenhao's sickness, she agreed to it somehow.

When she returned to Lin Wenhao's house, she was stunned to find that there were a lot of additional clothes in the closet of her room, and they were all hung with a signboard. Just as she was wondering, Chen Hong walked in and sneered at her, "Young Master Lin asked me to prepare these."

"You did your duty to him. You did everything the maid did for him." Jiang Ruoqing spoke in a sarcastic tone as she turned the pages of the book over and over again. Almost all of them were in the style of Little Fresh.

"So what if you're a maid? Being able to stay by his side is also a kind of happiness, so Jiang Ruoqing, you don't know how lucky you are. If he didn't love you. "

"Yeah, he loves me, so you're destined to be a maid all your life." Jiang Ruoqing's words were somewhat spiteful, but she was unwilling to see Chen Hong's overbearing attitude.

Chen Hong's face changed, "Don't be complacent, sooner or later Young Master Lin will get tired of you."

"I hope so too."

Jiang Ruoqing closed the door with a 'bang', then laid on the bed and looked up at the ceiling in a daze, her big eyes revealing a look of sadness. Someone knocked on the door, it was obvious that Chen Hong was here to rush her.

He sniffed and stopped thinking about changing his clothes. His jeans were white and he wore a cat print shirt and canvas shoes. He was dressed like a college student.

Things change when people change, things change when people change.

After casually tying his hair up, he opened the door and saw Chen Hong's smelly face. She berated him softly, "Why are you so slow? Young Master Lin has been waiting for you for a while! "

"Is he in a hurry?"

Chen Hong was momentarily at a loss for words, but Lin Wenhao was really not anxious at all. After changing his clothes, he quietly sat on the sofa and picked up a magazine and etc.

Jiang Ruoqing walked into the living room and immediately saw the man who was sitting on the sofa. His dressing seemed to take some effort, his hair was smeared with wax, he was dressed in a suit and shoes, and the material was not ordinary. A pair of brown leather shoes, he looked completely like a successful man.

So what the hell was she wearing a jeans and a kitty shirt for? Wasn't it too much of a change to be standing by his side?

Lin Wenhao raised his head and saw that her eyes were filled with infatuation from her dressing, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, "Very beautiful."

It was as if he had seen a little woman who was lively and cheerful in university back then. It was as if the happiness that was buried deep within his heart had instantly returned to him. The Jiang Ruoqing in his impression should be like this.

Jiang Ruoqing's eyes narrowed, and lowered her head to look at her dressing, "I'll go and change."

"Why did you change it?" It's nice of you to wear this. "

Alright, since Lin Wenhao has already spoken, why is she still struggling? He might as well dress up like this. Since he wasn't going to mind, why should she care?

"Chen Hong, do you want to go with us?" Lin Wenhao asked with a faint smile, his eyes clearly exuding a sense of joy that she hadn't seen for a long time.

Chen Hong laughed awkwardly, she picked up the car keys on the table and shook it: "I am your driver."

Along the way to the art exhibition, Jiang Ruoqing fell asleep the moment she got on the car. Maybe it was because she didn't sleep much last night, but the moment she got on the car, he leaned on the window and yawned, falling into a deep slumber.

Although Lin Wenhao sat next to her, he didn't dare to touch her. He had originally wanted her to lean on his shoulder or hug him, but he didn't have the courage.

Reaching the location of the art exhibition, Jiang Ruoqing got off the car and stretched. Her entire face had a bit of a lazy look as she looked at Lin Wenhao, "Is it here?"

She hadn't really expected him to spread the painting near A-University, perhaps to reminisce about their past? Jiang Ruoqing was unwilling to think too much into it, and walked inside.

The painting exhibition was empty, so Jiang Ruoqing walked in with her hands behind her back. The sunlight inside was not strong enough, and even intentionally covered the windows with thick curtains, giving people a gloomy and depressing feeling.

The moment she walked in, she felt a wave of coldness slowly surge up from the bottom of her feet. As soon as she arrived at the entrance, she didn't even want to go in anymore.

"What's wrong?"

"Why is it so dark here?"

Lin Wenhao revealed a very sparse and normal expression, "Because I don't like the sunlight very much, so I intentionally made it a little dark, and if you don't like it, I'll get someone to pull the curtains."

"I'm not feeling well." This place was simply too eerie, and she did not dare to walk any further inside.

Lin Wenhao immediately summoned the staff and sent someone to pull open the curtains. Only when the sunlight shone in did she feel a sense of security.

"Are you afraid?" he asked, amused.

In his memories, Jiang Ruoqing was not a timid woman, so when she saw her expression, she felt that it was a little strange. Jiang Ruoqing subconsciously held onto the corner of his clothes.

A somewhat embarrassed smile appeared on his face, "A little, I feel that this place is too eerie."

She slowly walked towards the first painting. Unsurprisingly, the portrait depicted her, her head adorned with a flower wreath, smiling like a flower. The color of the entire painting was very fresh, making people feel very comfortable.

After that, she was standing under the willow tree, sitting on the back seat of her bicycle and sitting by the stream, each picture was filled with a smile, happy and happy.

However, the style of the fifth painting had changed a bit. The painting depicted her standing by a mountain stream, the figure of a person under the setting sun looked especially desolate, and the sixth painting depicted her standing alone on a busy street by herself with a blank expression, without a smile on her face, and even her eyes contained a bit of hidden bitterness.

The smiles on her face became less and less in the remaining few paintings. The color of the painting changed from its original freshness to only three colors, white, gray, and black. In the end, all that was left was black.

She had black hair, a pale, bitter face, and tears in the corners of her eyes.

This should also be the change that Lin Wenhao underwent this year, right? From the first rays of sunlight to the last traces of melancholy, this scene was vividly reflected. She took a few steps back and felt that his breathing was uncomfortable.

He closed his eyes and opened them again, his vision a little blurry. When he thought of the past, he could not help but feel a lot of sadness. He even began to feel sorry for this man from the bottom of his heart.

Even though she didn't know him, she still felt his heart ache. Their relationship was just a misplaced relationship, not something that didn't exist anymore.

"What are you crying for?" Lin Wenhao took out a handkerchief from his pants pocket and gently wiped the tears off her face, "I'm sorry, I didn't expect that you would have such an expression after seeing these paintings."

"Don't tell me you're sorry, Lin Wenhao, don't say that." She sniffed with his nose, but his tears were like a river that had stopped flowing. "Let me calm down for a moment, it'll be fine in a moment."

She grabbed his handkerchief and ran out into the corridor. She sat on the stairs and buried her face between her knees.

Lin Wenhao stood not too far away and quietly looked at her, his eyes never moving away from her.

He sighed deeply and looked back at his painting. The corner of his mouth slightly curled up. This painting had been specially prepared for her. It was the reason why he brought her here after her divorce.

He wanted to show her his emotions for no other reason than to silently tell her that his heart had never changed.

Although this method was rather selfish, in order to save the Little Qing, he couldn't help but show his love to her.

Half an hour later, Jiang Ruoqing stood up and turned around to look at him. Her eyes were red and swollen from crying, and her lips were pursed but not a single word came out.

The word 'childhood' once again struck the deepest part of her heart. She bitterly smiled as she raised her head to look at him. "Wen Hao, I'm just a bit sad. I'll be fine very soon."

"Weeper." He held her hand but she did not shake it off immediately. Deep in his heart, he was secretly rejoicing that the Little Qing did not reject him that much anymore.

"Let's go back?"

Jiang Ruoqing was startled for a few seconds, she sniffed and nodded, "Go back, I'm a little tired and need to rest a bit."

After walking a few steps, she seemed to have thought of something and immediately frowned. "No, that's not right. You haven't released Ruoxuan yet!"

The smile on Lin Wenhao's face did not change at all, "Then you agree to stay with me?"

Her eyebrows creased imperceptibly and she didn't directly respond to his question, "I want to see that Ruoxuan is safe and sound!"

"Come, I'll bring you to see him."

In a factory in the suburbs, a black car stopped in its tracks. Jiang Ruoqing quickly pushed open the car door and ran inside, only then did she notice that there were many men wearing black clothes and black sunglasses guarding the door.

Those people immediately blocked her from the outside and angrily said, "No one is allowed to enter without the boss's orders."

"Boss?" She turned her head to look at Lin Wenhao, flabbergasted.

"Leave this to your boss." Lin Wenhao flung a cheque at them and walked in with his arms around her shoulders.

The attitude of the man in black changed a lot as he received the cheque. "Young Master Lin, this way please."

The man in black opened the iron door fawningly, looking like a dog as he said, "The man is inside. Don't worry, we have been eating and drinking all this time."

"Take them away." Lin Wenhao said coldly.

The black clothed man quickly gestured to his subordinates, and the group of them quickly escaped, while Jiang Ruoqing shook off his hand and ran inside.

The interior was extremely spacious. Not only was there an air conditioner, there was even a computer inside, and it was eating and drinking well as expected from the black clothed man, while Jiang Ruoxuan was snoring soundly.

Jiang Ruoqing heaved a sigh of relief, but at the same time, she was furious. This fellow had been kidnapped, how could she be afraid and still dare to sleep in such a heartless manner? Did he have a sense of crisis?

Taking a big step forward and stopping his nose, Jiang Ruoxuan's face instantly flushed red as she opened her eyes. When she saw Jiang Ruoqing, her face was filled with shock, and she said in disbelief, "Sis? Am I dreaming? "No, I have to give you a slap to confirm if I'm dreaming or not!"

Jiang Ruoqing did not give him the chance, she directly slapped him on the back of his hand, with a pa sound, it even flushed the back of his hand. He sat up and glared at her while baring her teeth, "I am sure, you are my sister, my blood sister!"

"A heartless fellow!" When Jiang Ruoqing saw that he had tanned a lot and lost so much weight, a sense of discomfort arose from the bottom of her heart, and even her voice was choked with sobs.