Chapter 342
This woman, called Lu wanchu, is not as simple as he looks.
Fu Yi stood beside Lu wanchu and grabbed her wrist.
Lu wanchu looked at Fu Yiyi indifferently, "do you want to help him?"
"No, I'll help you."
Fu Yi said in a low voice. The eyes behind the gold framed glasses have been falling on Lu wanchu.
Jiang Yucheng glanced at Fu Yi. If he hadn't known Fu Yi's attitude towards this woman before, it would be clear now.
Fu Yi's words finally made Lu wanchu less angry. He loosened Jiang Yucheng, bent down and picked up the portrait on the ground with ye Yunshu.
Ye Yunshu smiled at Lu wanchu with her eyes in her eyes. Lu wanchu smiled gently, "let's go."
"Yes."
Ye Yunshu, with a torn portrait in his hand, did not look at Jiang Yucheng and left over them and Lu wanchu.
After ye Yunshu and Lu wanchu left, Fu Yiyi and Jiang Yucheng stood alone. A gust of wind blew through, and Jiang Yucheng's handsome face was cold and terrible.
He didn't like her alienation and wanted to catch her and let her look at him.
"If you like her, treat her well, or I'm afraid you'll regret it one day."
Fu Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets, and Feng's eyes fell on Jiang Yucheng. The slender figure turned and left.
Jiang Yucheng's eyes fell on Fu Yi. He didn't know what he liked. He only knew that he didn't like ye Yunshu looking at other men. Once she looked at other men, he was angry.
Is this like? No, how could he like ye Yunshu? Absolutely not!
In the resort accommodation room, ye Yunshu sat on the bed with a pile of broken portraits in front of her. Lu wanchu bowed his head and worked with her to spell the portrait torn by Jiang Yucheng.
I managed to spell out a portrait, but it was too broken to spell it completely.
"Evening, thank you."
Ye Yunshu's eyes fell on Lu wanchu's drooping eyes. No matter what happened, Lu wanchu always accompanied her without asking the reason. How lucky she was to meet Lu wanchu and become the best friend with her.
Lu wanchu's eyes fell on the portrait and his lips were gentle. "There's no need to say thank you between me and you."
"I know that today I am too impolite. I don't look like myself at all."
Ye Yunshu also knows that today's self is really not like her usual self. She should be the ye Yunshu who waves all over and doesn't care about anything, not the ye Yunshu whose real emotions are exposed.
"Well, it's good to know later. Jiang Yucheng is not worth your anger. We'll ignore him in the future."
"Yes, that smelly man and cheap man are not worth my anger at all."
Ye Yunshu nodded firmly and vowed that he would never let him lead her by the nose next time he met Jiang Yucheng. She must dominate everything. This is her.
"Well, if only you could understand."
Lu wanchu smiled softly, but he was uneasy at the bottom of his heart. He always felt that Jiang Yucheng and ye Yunshu would not end so easily.
"It's a pity that such a good painting is the first time someone has sincerely given me a gift."
Ye Yunshu sadly touched the scattered portraits on the bed.
It's not that she hasn't received a gift, but it's the first time she has received such a sincere and different gift. Those who like her beauty want to give either a car or money. Although the portrait is worthless, it's what she sees most. Now it's torn by Jiang Yucheng.
Fu Yi stood beside Lu wanchu and grabbed her wrist.
Lu wanchu looked at Fu Yiyi indifferently, "do you want to help him?"
"No, I'll help you."
Fu Yi said in a low voice. The eyes behind the gold framed glasses have been falling on Lu wanchu.
Jiang Yucheng glanced at Fu Yi. If he hadn't known Fu Yi's attitude towards this woman before, it would be clear now.
Fu Yi's words finally made Lu wanchu less angry. He loosened Jiang Yucheng, bent down and picked up the portrait on the ground with ye Yunshu.
Ye Yunshu smiled at Lu wanchu with her eyes in her eyes. Lu wanchu smiled gently, "let's go."
"Yes."
Ye Yunshu, with a torn portrait in his hand, did not look at Jiang Yucheng and left over them and Lu wanchu.
After ye Yunshu and Lu wanchu left, Fu Yiyi and Jiang Yucheng stood alone. A gust of wind blew through, and Jiang Yucheng's handsome face was cold and terrible.
He didn't like her alienation and wanted to catch her and let her look at him.
"If you like her, treat her well, or I'm afraid you'll regret it one day."
Fu Yi put his hands in his trouser pockets, and Feng's eyes fell on Jiang Yucheng. The slender figure turned and left.
Jiang Yucheng's eyes fell on Fu Yi. He didn't know what he liked. He only knew that he didn't like ye Yunshu looking at other men. Once she looked at other men, he was angry.
Is this like? No, how could he like ye Yunshu? Absolutely not!
In the resort accommodation room, ye Yunshu sat on the bed with a pile of broken portraits in front of her. Lu wanchu bowed his head and worked with her to spell the portrait torn by Jiang Yucheng.
I managed to spell out a portrait, but it was too broken to spell it completely.
"Evening, thank you."
Ye Yunshu's eyes fell on Lu wanchu's drooping eyes. No matter what happened, Lu wanchu always accompanied her without asking the reason. How lucky she was to meet Lu wanchu and become the best friend with her.
Lu wanchu's eyes fell on the portrait and his lips were gentle. "There's no need to say thank you between me and you."
"I know that today I am too impolite. I don't look like myself at all."
Ye Yunshu also knows that today's self is really not like her usual self. She should be the ye Yunshu who waves all over and doesn't care about anything, not the ye Yunshu whose real emotions are exposed.
"Well, it's good to know later. Jiang Yucheng is not worth your anger. We'll ignore him in the future."
"Yes, that smelly man and cheap man are not worth my anger at all."
Ye Yunshu nodded firmly and vowed that he would never let him lead her by the nose next time he met Jiang Yucheng. She must dominate everything. This is her.
"Well, if only you could understand."
Lu wanchu smiled softly, but he was uneasy at the bottom of his heart. He always felt that Jiang Yucheng and ye Yunshu would not end so easily.
"It's a pity that such a good painting is the first time someone has sincerely given me a gift."
Ye Yunshu sadly touched the scattered portraits on the bed.
It's not that she hasn't received a gift, but it's the first time she has received such a sincere and different gift. Those who like her beauty want to give either a car or money. Although the portrait is worthless, it's what she sees most. Now it's torn by Jiang Yucheng.