The poor little boy was targeted by the reborn paranoid CEO

Ye Qingyan was almost amused by Qu Lao's expression, and her eyebrows arched.

Mr. Yu snorted coldly. Do you still want to snatch his painting?

Just dream.

Didn't he draw one himself? Why are you robbing him of it?

I almost forgot, Old Man Qu’s painting was bought by someone, and the buyer behind it was very mysterious and didn’t reveal any information.

That was Old Man Qu's favorite painting, and he had been reluctant to sell it. He didn't know what the buyer gave him behind the scenes, but he sold it cleanly.

Finally, Ye Qingyan added Mr. Qu's contact information for future communication.

Mr. Yu had a cold expression on his face, and his gaze was about to turn Mr. Qu into a sieve.

Mr. Qu glanced provocatively at Mr. Yu and showed a very provocative smile.

Seeing this, the others immediately gathered around him. If Mr. Qu asked him to paint, he must have extraordinary abilities.

Ye Qingyan was surrounded by these people and couldn't squeeze out even if he wanted to leave.

The voices of these people were all in my ears. Most of them wanted to give Ye Qingyan paintings as a gift. Some people wanted to take advantage and did not talk about money.

There are also direct offers to buy.

Ye Qingyan's ears were buzzing and she felt very uncomfortable, but she couldn't get out.

There was a gentle feeling on her wrist, and Ye Qingyan turned around to see Jiang Yanjing with a cold expression on his face.

The moment Jiang Yanjing held Ye Qingyan's wrist, the noisy sounds around him seemed to disappear.

Ye Qingyan looked at him with burning eyes, as if Jiang Yuxing was the only one in her world at this moment.

Jiang Yanjing protected Ye Qingyan and walked out. Seeing Jiang Yanjing's overwhelming momentum, the people around him quickly stepped aside and did not dare to stop him.

The two walked out of the hall and came to the garden outside.

The sky darkened outside, and the lights slowly turned on.

The air is still filled with the fragrance of gardenia, which is refreshing.

After walking to a pavilion and stopping, Jiang Yanjing let go of Ye Qingyan's hand.

Ye Qingyan's fingertips paused slightly, and the moment he let go, a trace of reluctance and regret emerged in his heart.

She lowered her eyes, her long eyelashes covering Ye Qingyan's thoughts. No one knew how uneasy she felt at the moment.

The waves were turbulent and turbulent, but she suppressed them and didn't dare to show them.

She thought that she should like him, otherwise she wouldn't be angry because he hid something about her.

"I could tell you didn't like being there, so I pulled you out."

"Thank you. I'm really not used to it. I feel very noisy when there are so many people, and I feel very irritable."

"There's no need to say thank you between us."

Ye Qingyan looked up at him, "Then what is our relationship?"

Jiang Yanjing paused slightly, looking at her clear eyes, his blood boiled instantly.

His throat rolled slightly, his voice was restrained, "We should be considered friends, right?"

The light in Ye Qingyan's eyes slowly dimmed, her heart seemed to sink to the bottom, and she murmured to herself: "Are they just friends?"

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing. If nothing happens, I'll go back first."

After Ye Qingyan finished speaking, he turned and left, his eyes slightly red, biting his lips and suppressing his emotions.

She didn't know why, but she felt aggrieved at the moment.

It was as if the grievances of being imprisoned all burst out in an instant, making it difficult to resist.

She didn't want to lose her composure in front of him, she just wanted to save the last bit of face.

The moment Ye Qingyan turned around, Jiang Yanjing saw something was wrong with her.

Pulling Ye Qingyan, he whispered: "What's wrong with you?"

"It's nothing, I'm just a little tired and want to go find my sister."

Jiang Yanjing asked cautiously: "Did I say the wrong thing just now?"

"No, it's just that I'm really tired."

"Then turn around and look at me."

Ye Qingyan took a few deep breaths to suppress the aggrieved fog in his eyes.

Turning around, he showed a faint smile, slightly stiff, "Is something wrong?"

Jiang Yanjing reached out to touch Ye Qingyan's eyes and wiped away a trace of tears from his eyes.

"You don't have to laugh, you can be yourself in front of me."

Ye Qingyan mustered up the courage to ask him, "Jiang Yuxing, do you just treat me as a friend?"

Jiang Yanjing was suddenly startled, "Not only do I want to be friends with you, I also want to..."

Before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar voice and his eyes suddenly sank.

Pulling Ye Qingyan into his arms, a bullet grazed Ye Qingyan's arm.

Ye Qingyan was so frightened that she covered her mouth to prevent herself from making any sound.

Jiang Yanjing took Ye Qingyan's hand and hid it aside. The next moment, he saw a faint fire.

There was no time to escape, either Ye Qingyan was injured, or he caught it for Ye Qingyan.

Instinctively, she hugged Ye Qingyan in her arms.

Ye Qingyan's mind went blank, and her fair face turned red. She reached out and touched her cheek.

Touching the blood on his face, Ye Qingyan's eyes flashed with panic.

Looking back at Jiang Yanjing, red blood spilled from the corner of his mouth. The black suit covered the blood. Ye Qingyan didn't know where he was injured.

I just felt that the blood on my face was very hot, as if it was going to penetrate my skin and seep into my bones.

"Jiang Yuxing."

"Keep your mouth shut."

Jiang Yanjing's ears twitched slightly, and he rolled into the grass next to Ye Qingyan.

He gently covered her mouth with one hand, and his eyes were as cold as a knife, filled with viciousness.

Damn it, I didn’t expect these people to catch up here.

Jiang Yanjing listened in all directions to determine how many people were ambushing around.

He didn't notice that Ye Qingyan's gaze became distracted, like a puppet, with dull eyes.

Her light blue skirt had already turned blood red, looking shocking, alluring and beautiful.

That crazy voice filled my mind.

Kill the person in front of you, kill him, kill him...

Jiang Yanjing heard that the people around him seemed to be retreating, and thought it was a trick by these people.

The next moment he heard Jiang Li's voice, Jiang Yanjing breathed a sigh of relief.

Let go of Ye Qingyan's lips and prepare to help him up.

The next moment, a silver wooden hairpin was inserted into Jiang Yanjing's chest.

Jiang Yanjing's eyes widened slightly, full of disbelief, and he was stunned.

He felt no pain from the shot just now, but Ye Qingyan's silver hairpin made him feel a little bit miserable.

It made it difficult for him to breathe, as if he was about to die from lack of oxygen.

Jiang Yanjing looked at the person on her body, her eyes were dull, and she instantly understood what was going on.

He just called her by her nickname in a hurry, and his second personality might have come out.

That's why he was so cruel to him.

Jiang Yanjing held the silver hairpin, looked into Ye Qingyan's eyes, and said softly: "Cai Cai, it's me."

Ye Qingyan's eyes slowly regained their composure, and she looked at the hairpin in her hand, pricking it on his chest.

Jiang Yanjing's face was pale and bloodless, but he managed to look at Ye Qingyan with a smile.

It seems to be saying don't be afraid, no one can hurt you.

Ye Qingyan's tears fell heavily, and she looked panicked and scared.

"Jiang Yuxing, I didn't mean it. I really didn't mean to hurt you. I didn't want to."

Jiang Yanjing touched Ye Qingyan's head with his clean hand.

Comforting: "Don't be afraid, Cai Cai, I understand, it's not your fault."