I was spoiled after marrying a wealthy man

She was only five years old when she saw those paintings for the first time.

Although more than ten years have passed, Ji Fanqin can never forget the moment when he saw those paintings.

The mountains, rivers, rivers, and various characters in the paintings stood in front of her lifelike. She felt that they were not paintings at all, but a beautiful world that fascinated people.

It was those paintings that made her very interested in painting.

The first time she picked up a pen, she could draw very well.

When she reached the point where she couldn't see it anymore, she excitedly ran to tell her mother. She thought her mother would be very happy, but she didn't expect that when her mother saw her painting, her face was horrified and she immediately snatched it away from her. She was not allowed to draw. In addition to not being able to draw, she was also asked to promise not to tell others that she could draw.

Shortly after her mother learned that she could draw, she died unexpectedly.

Although her mother died unexpectedly, Ji Fanqin always thought that she was the one who harmed her mother, because after knowing that she could draw and was so good at painting, her mother was disturbed all day long and seemed to be distracted.

It was because she was distracted that her mother was distracted while driving and hit an oncoming truck.

After her mother passed away, she stopped writing easily. Every time she started writing, it was because Shi Yu was too entangled.

She learned her paintings from the paintings in her mother's room, so the brushstrokes are the same as those paintings.

Then... Ji Fanqin's expression suddenly changed. Why was He Hongche's painting the same as hers? Just now he said that she was learning from him.

Does this mean that the paintings in my mother’s room were painted by He Hongche?

omg...

"Bang!" The painting in Ji Fanqin's hand fell to the ground, "He Hongche, who are you?"

He Hongche raised his eyes and looked at Ji Fanqin, whose face was full of horror, "Why are you so crazy again?"

"I'm not crazy!" Ji Fanqin shook his head hastily, "He Hongche, who are you? Do you know my mother?"

Ji Fanqin's words attracted He Hongche's contemptuous eyes, "You are my wife in name only. How can I not know your mother?"

"No, I'm not talking about that!" Ji Fanqin directly expressed the doubts in his heart, "Did you paint the paintings in my mother's room?"

——Looking at Yu Lianrui’s appearance of being too cruel to die immediately, I feel really sorry for Yu Lianrui!She shouldn't have done that in the first place.

This is what He Hongche said to Mrs. He on the day she died.

What did her mother do back then?Why would He Hongche understand something that even she didn't understand?

She kept emphasizing to He Hongche that she was not his wife, but He Hongche always insisted that she was.

Why is this happening? Is this related to her mother?

But it doesn't make sense.

If her mother wanted He Hongche to think she was his wife, why did her mother hide those paintings? And when she saw her painting, she became so panicked and repeatedly stressed that she could no longer paint or tell others about her Can draw.

It felt like she was afraid that others would know that she could draw. If she let others know, she would be in trouble.

disaster? !

Ji Fanqin was shocked when he thought of this.

She was indeed in disaster. He Hongche was her disaster. He destroyed her as soon as he appeared.

But then again, just because she can draw doesn't mean she is He Hongche's wife.

I always feel that there must be some secret between my mother and He Hongche.

Or maybe there is some secret between mother and He Hongche's wife.

Or maybe there is some secret between mother and He Hongche's wife.

But... no matter whether mother was with He Hongche or He Hongche's wife, the result was that she was destroyed. Why did mother do that?

受威胁吗？

Seeing that He Hongche didn't answer her, Ji Fanqin added, "You said I learned my paintings from you. I learned them from the paintings in my mother's room, so those paintings were painted by you."

He Hongche didn't answer, and silence meant - admission!

"He Hongche, what is the relationship between you and your mother?"

He Hongche looked at Ji Fanqin for a while and then said, "I have nothing to do with your mother, but with you!"

"Then what did you mean when you said that my mother didn't deserve what she did? Instead, tell me what my mother did."

He Hongche was not ambiguous and said directly, "It's very simple. It was you who asked your mother to deliberately let you forget me in order to attract my attention."

"Drawing your attention? Deliberately forgetting you? He Hongche, I went to the hospital for a check-up. I have no amnesia, unless the hospital that checked me was bribed by you."

He Hongche glanced at it, lowered his head and continued painting, "I'm not that bored."

What he meant was that he had not bribed that hospital.

"Then it proves that I am not your wife. You made a mistake. You also said that your wife is very capable, and because I look the same as her, she deliberately made people mistake her for the wrong person. My mother may have been influenced by her. threaten."

Ji Fanqin's long words only caused He Hongche to raise his eyes and then lower his head to continue painting.

"He Hongche, can you give me a reaction?" Every time Ji Fanqin went crazy, He Hongche would act like this, as if pinching him.

But his abilities are not as good as his.

"He Hongche, He Hongche, He Hongche..."

He Hongche ignored her, and Ji Fanqin kept calling her by her name. Ji Fanqin decided to get involved with He Hongche.

"Snapped!"

He Hongche suddenly waved his drawing book and patted Ji Fanqin's mouth.

When the painting book fell from Ji Fanqin's face, He Hongche had already stood up and walked out the door.

"Shen Shi, prepare the car!"

He Hongche is going to the company.

"Wait for me!" Ji Fanqin hurriedly packed up his drawing book and followed him.

But her feet were inconvenient and she walked like a turtle.

This small garden is located in the backyard of He's house. There is a door in the backyard. He Hongche, who doesn't like the excitement, always goes in and out through the back door.

The front door of Xiaoyuan is always closed. In this way, Xiaoyuan and He Zhai are like two isolated houses.

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Because he was just an ordinary employee, Ji Fanqin was dropped off by He Hongche outside the He's headquarters.

"Sister!" As soon as he walked into the shade of the road, a sweet voice came to his ears.

Turn around.

"Who are you?" Ji Fanqin looked at the woman in front of him in confusion and took a few steps back warily.

The girl standing in front of Ji Fanqin had strange features, as if they were squeezed together by something.

When Ji Fanqin asked her who she was, she looked disappointed, "Sister, you've forgotten me in less than ten hours?"

"Forgot? Should I know you?"

"Of course, yesterday..."

"Oh!" At this time, Ji Fanqin heard the voice, "Are you the little ghost girl last night?"

"Sister!" The little female ghost hurriedly corrected Ji Fanqin's title, "My name is Tuantuan, not little female ghost!"

Looking at the squished features on his face, he asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"It was hit by a car, and the wheel of that car fell on my head, so I was squeezed like this." It was a tragic thing, but Tuantuan said it very easily.