Quick Travel Guide: Hold the villain's thighs tight

Jiang Youmian's helplessness could no longer be described in words.

"Because the woman used my paint and she said she would give it back to me, so I wanted to know the price and see if they still have what I need."

For these things, Jiang Youmian has always liked to choose by herself.

It's just that Ye Ling's assistant was forced to buy it out of desperation.

There are some things that he doesn't like, but he can make do with them.

It's just that the brush strokes that are drawn are not good.

"Then let's go now, time is a little tight, and we have booked a ticket for nine o'clock tonight."

Ye Ling looked at his own time, it was only six o'clock, in fact, there was quite enough time, but if you counted packing things, it probably wasn't so much.

The two walked out of the company gate one after the other.

After getting in the car, Ye Ling called Jiang Youmian's father.

"Brother, I'm going to take Jiang Youmian on a long trip recently. Don't worry, he's in good condition recently. I know it. I will definitely guarantee his safety."

"Then Jiang Youmian is in trouble here. He is a little sensitive. If possible, it is best to bring a psychiatrist. I know he is very resistant to psychiatrists, but there is no way."

Patriarch Jiang over there put down the materials in his hand and sighed helplessly.

Doesn't his own son know it himself?

No matter how much I hate treatment in my heart, this is the only way I can go in the end.

He felt sorry for what happened to his son back then, so he was already slowly investigating.

It's just that it's really hard to find out the news about those desperadoes.

But recently he did find some clues.

"There are still some things on my side, so I won't tell you for the time being. After the matter is over, I will tell you the truth and take good care of my son. I believe you."

There was a reason why the head of the Jiang family was willing to hand over his son to Ye Ling.

Because when he was young, his son's favorite thing to cling to was Ye Ling.

Although the relationship is weak now, he can't control his reassurance for Ye Ling.

"Well, I see."

After Ye Ling hung up the phone, the first thing she did was to see Jiang Youmian's expression.

It was a lot of relief to see that he was just concentrating on the scenery outside the window.

"Called your father, we're going to bring a psychiatrist with us on this trip, do you think it's okay?"

Ye Ling now subconsciously respects Jiang Mian's suggestion.

Because after all, it is still Jiang Youmian's own business in general, and he still has to make up his own mind.

"Okay, just your friend."

For this kind of thing, Jiang Youmian will never refute, he will definitely think of himself!

It's just that this kind of thing should be done step by step, not too hasty.

Ye Ling smiled, and then called Du Xiaoqing.

After explaining some things, they soon arrived at the leap where Jiang Mian was going.

Of course those who fly will know the young master.

After all, the young master bought all the painting tools from them.

Even some things are high definition.

The quality is surprisingly good.

"I want to take a look at the prices of the paints I bought this afternoon. Write me a note at half the price, and show me all the brushes you have here."

Jiang Youmian would become very serious when encountering such a thing.

For him, choosing a brush is a sacred moment.

In the end, the staff brought the price list and Jiang Youmian's favorite brushes.

"That's all, pack it up, and send a copy of the tools I usually use."

Ye Ling's heart was completely relieved by Jiang Mian's actions.

At least Jiang Youmian still has the hope of staying in this world.

That is painting.

I don't know why, but I feel a little jealous.

Couldn't he be Jiang Youmian's obsession in this world?