Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

"Thorn seabuckthorn!" He pulled the woman up, with a nervous expression on his face, and held her tightly.

But the moment she raised her head, the endless loss was like a boulder falling from a high place, smashing a huge hole in his heart.

"Sorry, I recognized the wrong person." He immediately let go of the woman, his eyes were cold and alienated.

The woman still stood here looking at him in such a daze, holding two brushes in her hands.

It was the first time she had seen such a handsome man.Han Ziye let out a long sigh of relief, and knelt down to help her pick up the painting utensils on the ground, and then handed them over to her.

She couldn't help but blushed, and said to him in a small voice: "Thank you..."

His movements froze slightly, and he looked at her again.

She didn't know what kind of man this was, with such heavy sadness in his eyes. The look that he looked at her just now was originally full of surprise, but it was overwhelmed by the fleeting and infinite loneliness.

Liang Chen also chased after him, and couldn't help being taken aback when he saw this woman, his eyes lit up, and he glanced at Han Ziye, then smiled at the woman: "Miss, are you alright?"

She hurriedly shook her head, stroked her hair in embarrassment, and bowed to Han Ziye and Liang Chen at a loss: "Thank you!"

It was fine if she didn't speak, but Liang Chen was also taken aback when he spoke, and looked at her in surprise, until he stared at the woman so hairy, he waved his hands with a playful smile and said, "It's okay, it's just, can I take the liberty to ask?" The beauty's name? To be honest, your voice is very similar to an old friend we know."

"...Really?" The woman glanced at Liang Chen in surprise, then secretly glanced at Han Ziye, and said with an embarrassed smile, "My name is Shirley, and I am a student majoring in oil painting at Jiada University. Thank you for your help just now!"

"He's still a college student!" Liang Chen looked at her, smiled meaningfully, and originally wanted to say something, but Han Ziye turned around and left.

The woman named Xue Li couldn't help looking at Han Ziye again, with a little disappointment in her eyes.

"Xue Li, right?" Liang Chen took out his phone with a smile and said, "Young lady, please scan the QR code! Add a Wechat and let's get to know each other?"

Hearing this, Xue Li's eyes immediately showed vigilance, she took half a step back, shook her head with a smile, then bowed to Liang Chen, turned around and left.

"Xue Li..." Liang Chen looked at the woman's back as she walked away, thinking carefully, "The figure is really quite similar...she majored in oil painting...even the voice is so similar—ha! Interesting! Interesting!"

Han Ziye directly sat back in the car, and he just sat in the car, letting the unbearable pain in his heart suffocate him.He gasped heavily, but he still couldn't restrain himself from thinking about her!

He couldn't help touching the small jade pendant around his neck, which was accidentally dropped on the ground when she was packing up at home the first day she left.The cold temperature of the jade pendant spread from the fingertips to the body.

Liang Chen silently sat back in the driver's seat, glanced at Han Ziye from the rearview mirror, hesitated to speak for a long time, but finally did not speak.

"The third child." Han Ziye suddenly said in a hoarse voice, "Contact Robert Chen for me this afternoon."

Liang Chen was stunned for a moment, and after a while of reaction, he asked, "Brother, you mean the famous French Chinese oil painter Robert Chen?"

"Yes." Han Ziye replied.Liang Chen took a deep look at Han Ziye. In fact, this was the first time Han Ziye mentioned France and oil painting after Jing Seabuckthorn left.

"Okay, I see." Liang Chen didn't ask any more questions, but just answered lightly.

Han Ziye leaned weakly on the seat, and slowly closed his eyes.

... Thorny Seabuckthorn... Does it mean that the people I see from now on... all look like you...