Abandoned Marriage Overnight: Forcibly Marrying the Young Wife of a Rich Family

Autumn in the south feels like putting a piece of ice in a cup of coffee at a suitable temperature. After taking a sip, you can feel the warmth brought by the coffee and the coolness brought by the ice cube.

The sun hanging in the sky seems to be ready to sprint down the mountain at any time, giving people an illusion of time error, making people unconsciously think that maybe it is almost evening, maybe the sun will disappear after a while, and night will come later up.

He Xiuming put his hands in his trouser pockets, half-closed his eyes and looked at Ye Qing who was sitting under the big banyan tree not far away, wearing only a thin dress, smiled slightly, and walked towards her at a leisurely pace .

"What are you drawing?"

He Xiuming moved towards the drawing board curiously, and saw a painting on the drawing board of a girl dragged by thorns. The girl is composed of half back and half side profile.

Although the painting has not yet been colored, but because the painting style is rather mysterious, he couldn't help raising the corners of his eyebrows with interest.It is not difficult to see that after this painting is completed, it will be a very excellent work.

Ye Qing, a little girl who looks only about thirteen or fourteen years old, is really surprised that she can draw such a work, no wonder his subordinates told him that Gao Chengxuan came to this orphanage suddenly, and somehow followed this Mingming It's been a long time chatting with little girls from different worlds.

However, is Gao Chengxuan really the kind of person who would stop and linger because of the talent of others?

"Did you create this painting?" He Xiuming asked curiously while guessing.

Ye Qing looked up at He Xiuming standing in front of him who was several heads taller than her, shook his head, smiled innocently, and replied: "No!"

She turned her head and awkwardly picked up a framed work on her right leg, held it in both hands and showed it in front of He Xiuming's eyes, and replied sweetly: "This is a painting I found on the Internet. I think the painting is very good, so I want to learn from it.”

Perhaps because he really liked this painting, Ye Qing excitedly moved the painting closer to He Xiuming, and asked, "Uncle, is it pretty?"

He Xiuming: "!"

Slightly taken aback, He Xiuming felt inexplicably as if he had been hit by an arrow somewhere in his body, which made him unable to bear the pain in his heart and yelled out "Ah~".

God, this little girl actually called him uncle!

He always thought he was from the older generation!

However, to get down to business, he found that the color of the painting Ye Qing held in his hand was very gloomy and cold. Except for the red bloodstains drawn on the girl's body, the other colors were almost all cool tones, giving people A very strong visual impact.

It is ridiculous that the sky in this painting is gloomy, but the author chooses to use sea blue as the background color of the characters. It seems that the author was in a very bad situation when he painted this painting, but he held some kind of hope that supported him Woolen cloth.

This painting was printed out by Ye Qing, but there is a website watermark but no author's signature, which makes He Xiuming feel a little regretful, otherwise he is so free, maybe he will go back to the company to check the author on a whim Woolen cloth.

He is in his 30s, and he is not very interested in such overly gloomy and gray works.After experiencing countless ups and downs, he prefers works with sunshine and hope, even though he doesn't have much interest in paintings or literature.

"Uncle, I met a very handsome brother today. He told me that he knew the artist who painted this painting, and that the author was about my age when he painted this painting."

He Xiuming was taken aback for a moment, with a soft smile on his face, but in his heart it was completely different.

Ye Qing called him Uncle, but he actually called Brother Gao Chengxuan, that kind of "handsome brother", my God~ Isn't He Xiuming handsome?

He is also handsome and young, okay?Moreover, he is about the same age as Gao Chengxuan, not much difference at all, okay?

Today's children are really helpless.

Besides, how could Gao Chengxuan be so handsome as a man who had been cultivated by ice for thousands of years?He Xiuming is the handsome guy who is hard to pick in a million, isn't it?

Sitting next to Ye Qing, He Xiuming looked at the painting she had placed on her knees, and then at the copy of the gourd painting she put on the easel, and asked curiously: "That brother said, did he Do you know the artist who created this painting?"

"Enen!" Ye Qing nodded towards He Xiuming with an innocent smile.

Seeing Ye Qing always had a smile on his face, He Xiuming couldn't help feeling pity in his heart. The long-discarded pity made him unable to help showing a softer smile to this child.

He stretched out his hand and gently patted Ye Qing's head. He Xiuming suddenly realized that he seemed to be getting too close to this apparently unfamiliar child. He took it back with hesitation.

After a cautious pause, He Xiuming asked again: "Then did he say who created this work? What's his name?"

As soon as the words came out of his mouth, He Xiuming saw Ye Qing frowning in frustration.

"My brother said that she is no longer here, not here a long time ago."

He Xiuming raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, as if he heard something terrible from this innocent little girl, and the smile on his face gradually became more lively.

Is gone.

That person is gone.

It seems that Gao Chengxuan still has a terrible existence hidden in his heart.He, He Xiuming, had never seen Gao Chengxuan say so many irrelevant things to a little girl he had never met because of a dead person.

It seems that there is another good show to watch.

"uncle."

Just when He Xiuming was excited in his heart because of what Ye Qing said inadvertently just now, he heard Ye Qing's voice calling him.Subconsciously looking towards Ye Qing, He Xiuming saw Ye Qing handing him a handful of candy.

"Uncle, do you want candy?"

He Xiuming was startled suddenly, looking at the candy Ye Qing put in his hand, the smile on his face froze in an instant.

For some reason, another little girl's voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

"Brother, do you want to eat candy?"

The girl's voice was very active, like white jade and Lingling, like spring water, which made him suddenly startled.

The man in his 30s felt sore eyes because of a person he shouldn't think of, which also made him feel ashamed and ashamed.After regaining his senses, He Xiuming hastily turned his head away and rejected Ye Qing: "No need, uncle doesn't like sweets."

Standing up from the stone bench, he straightened his suit jacket in a panic, took two steps forward and couldn't help but stop.

Looking back at Ye Qing, he hesitated for a moment and asked, "What's your name?"