A Different Husband Every Day

The height is not high, only four or five meters, which is easy for Li Weiyin. However, even though she tried before jumping, she still stepped on a log. The log was round, and when she fell down, she slipped, and the whole person jumped forward.

She subconsciously protected the painting in her hand. Regardless of the piercing pain under her feet, she twisted it forcefully, and her side fell to the ground.

This sudden smash made her dizzy for a moment, especially the smoke and dust engulfed in her nostrils, which made her extremely uncomfortable, and the severe pain in her ankle made her grit her teeth.

Mrs. Xu, Mrs. Xu! Someone ran in and called her, but they couldn't see her because of the thick smoke.

I cough cough cough...

Li Weiyin - Li Weiyin had just opened his mouth when he was choked, and Master Xu's cold and anxious voice sounded.

The voice seemed to pass by her, and before she could speak again, a pair of hands grasped her shoulders with great precision, and she was hugged as soon as she lightened up.

He hugged himself tightly, obviously he was running, but Li Weiyin couldn't feel the slightest jolt, he protected her very well.

Just as he was going out, a piece of burning wood fell down by the door, and he immediately turned sideways to block it with his back, but his footsteps did not stop at all, and he leaped out of the door in big strides.

He Congyue! Young Master Xu didn't stop, shouted coldly, and ran to Zhang Fengtian's house.

Li Weiyin was put on the bed, still a little dizzy. She must have inhaled a lot of smoke, but she gradually regained consciousness soon.

He Congyue checked her wound, bandaged her hands first, then her feet, and asked, Is there any other injury?

Li Weiyin shook his head: It's gone.

That's good. He Congyue heaved a sigh of relief, then turned his head and said to the ashen-faced Young Master Xu, The injury is not serious, there is no injury to the bones on the foot, and there is no poisoning. Let me help you take a look.

I'm fine. Young Master Xu said a few words, then gave He Congyue a look.

He Cong picked up his medicine box with interest and left, leaving only the husband and wife in the room.

Are you a pig? Young Master Xu asked coldly.

Li Weiyin waited for him, with a look of displeasure: What did you say?

Knowing it's a big fire, but still rushing in, what is it if it's not a pig? Young Master Xu never knew what the desire to survive was like.

Xu Yimo. Li Weiyin gritted his teeth and took a deep breath, I am...

It's just a painting. Young Master Xu's indifferent eyes fell on the frame behind Li Weiyin, If there is nothing left, just paint.

Li Weiyin felt an inexplicable pain in her heart, and she asked him in a restrained tone, In your eyes, it's just so worthless.

She rushed in because he said the painting was called hope, and Li Weiyin interpreted it as his hope.

She hadn't seen Young Master Xu's previous paintings, but she could tell from his favorite paintings that he liked depressing and dark things.

But this painting was full of radiance. She felt that it was a release from his years of depression. There were not many things he could like and value. Li Weiyin hoped that he could protect everything, but now he was talking about it Not worth mentioning.

His tone made her feel that it was ridiculous and sad that she rushed into the fire scene so desperately, the risks she took, and the injuries she suffered.

Young Master Xu slowly looked away, and he picked up the painting: It's not worth it.

After speaking, he strode out of the room.