I made the hero cry in quick time

"You mean, you have nothing to do until I'm here?" Han Lie frowned slightly.I wondered if there was something tricky in it, or did it have something to do with me.

An Ruochu blinked, "It seems like this..."

"Don't think about it." Seeing him thoughtful, An Ruochu felt that the way he was thinking was so handsome, and couldn't help holding Han Lie's face, "That's it, while you are protecting me, you Just be my boyfriend."

Han Lie frowned: "Master An, I said you can't..."

"I said it too! I want it!" An Ruochu bowed his head violently and kissed her.

After kissing everyone numb, An Ruochu returned to his seat, forced himself to be calm and fastened his seat belt again, but his heart was beating wildly, and his face was even more flushed.

An Ruochu was excited.

He managed to kiss the bodyguard like a sex monster!

Although his kissing skills are terrible.

But the feeling of kissing him was better than expected, An Ruochu caressed his beating heart.When dating Mingche, he didn't have any bad impulse towards him, he just liked the feeling of being hugged by Mingche.

Why would I do this to the bodyguards?

"Master An, I didn't agree to associate with you." Han Lie wiped his mouth, looked at the blushing young man next to him, and reminded in a deep voice, "I hope you won't do such rude things to me next time."

An Ruochu blinked.

Tilting his head and looking at him, he stuck out his tongue, "I will dare next time."

Han Lie had a headache on his face. He ran into a little rogue and was still the object of protection. He couldn't be beaten, so what else could he do.

He said nothing, just continued driving.

An Ruochu covered his face and smirked.

After a while, Han Lie parked the car outside a studio.

Holding the painting, Han Lie got out of the car and walked into the studio. The assistant inside saw him and greeted him enthusiastically. He was a little surprised when he knew that he was looking for the boss, but he went to help inform him.

An Ruochu whispered: "I understand, you are looking for the artist of that painting, right?"

Han Lie glanced at him.

Just as he was about to say something, he saw a man with a golden-haired lion-like hairstyle coming out. After looking him up and down, he asked with a smile, "I'm the boss here. What does this gentleman want from me?"

Han Lie handed him the painting, "Boss Wang, this painting should be your work, I want to know who this woman is?"

Boss Wang took out the scroll from the painting tube and spread it out on the long table.

When the cheongsam woman in the painting appeared, Boss Wang's expression changed slightly, but he quickly returned to normal. He looked at Han Lie and smiled, "This is indeed my painting, but this painting should have been made 25 years ago. I really can’t remember what happened 25 years ago, because there are hundreds of people I have drawn, and they are just models for me, how can I remember their identities and names...”

Han Lie looked disappointed.

At the same time, An Ruochu interjected: "You can't remember ordinary models, but the woman in this painting is so beautiful, she is a rare beauty in the world. How could you not have an impression? Although I don't know how to draw, I also know It can be seen that you must have put a lot of effort into portraying her so delicately and perfectly, how could you forget it so easily? Boss Wang, if you think about it carefully, this is really important to him..."

At first, An Ruochu was worried that this was the woman he liked.

But when Boss Wang said that this painting was painted 25 years ago, the woman in the painting must be at least forty years old, and they are all from the generation of aunts, so they must be his relatives. gone too.

Han Lie was disappointed when he heard An Ruochu's words.

It also makes sense.

He looked down at the painting on the table again.

The dress of the woman in this painting is the same as that in his photo, but the difference from the photo is complete.

The woman in the painting is wearing a blue cheongsam with dark patterns, sitting under a wall of rose flowers, her black hair is high, she wears pearl earrings, her eyes are calm and gentle, and the red roses blooming behind her pale in comparison in front of her.

Such an elegant, dignified and demure woman.

Boss Wang 25 years ago was still a young man, so it was impossible for him not to have an impression of such a beautiful woman, not to mention that he created it by himself. Such a realistic oil painting would take two weeks at the fastest to complete, how could he easily forget it?

"I, I really don't remember." Boss Wang froze.

Han Lie looked at him, and Boss Wang said he didn't remember, but his expression was a bit melancholy and dazed.

Boss Wang glanced at the painting, then at Han Lie, "Who are you, and what do you have to do with her?"

"I don't know, but maybe it's my relative." Han Lie shrugged, answered casually, and observed Boss Wang again, Boss Wang's expression was shocked, with surprise on his face, "Could it be, are you her son? "

Han Lie was taken aback.

He never thought of this possibility.

Seeing that he was silent, Boss Wang looked a little disappointed, and murmured again, "Go away, I really can't remember, because it's too long ago, how can I remember..."

"Since that's the case, I don't want to bother you anymore, so I'm leaving." Han Lie saw that he seemed to be hiding something, but he didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force it, so he put away the painting and walked out of the studio with An Ruochu.

Watching them leave, Boss Wang heaved a long sigh.

There was a bit of hesitation and struggle on his face.

Taking the mobile phone to the side, he dialed a number, "Boss Zheng, do you still remember that painting of mine back then? Didn't you take it away... What, lost it? No wonder, a young man came to look for it just now. I want to ask about her, and I don't know what relationship this young man has with her. After all, this matter is related to you and Boss An, how dare I tell him the truth..."

The man said a few more words.

Boss Wang hung up the phone with a sad expression.

The younger boy just now was right. He was still unknown back then, he was just an art student who had just graduated, but the portrait of this girl was a big order he had received.

This girl was his model for a month.

They spend four hours a day together, and there is hardly much conversation between them, but who can forget such a beautiful woman, she was the first throb of his life, his muse, but he was not worthy, He didn't dare to express his feelings.

Because she was surrounded by two ambitious wild lions.

Anyone near her will have their throats ripped out.

So in the end it just became an unforgettable memory of his creative career.

Now the appearance of this young man.

Let him think of the past again.

"Zhou Qian, the person in this painting can't really be my future mother-in-law?" An Ruochu laughed and teased after getting into the car, "No wonder you gave birth to such a handsome son..."

The phrase mother-in-law startled Han Lie.

He squinted at An Shaochu, with a half-smile, "Mother-in-law?"

He really does get closer.

An Ruochu blushed, and replied confidently, "I'm dating you, isn't it? If she's your mother, isn't she the future mother-in-law? What's the problem?"

The woman in the painting looks very gentle.

It shouldn't be an evil mother-in-law.

Han Lie frowned slightly, "When did I date you?"

"Just today." An Ruochu leaned over and kissed him, blinking, "Zhou Qian, today is our first day of dating."

He's good looking and a bodyguard.

This can add a lot of color to his love history.

Han Lie's eyes were a little gloomy, and he sneered, "Does Master An like to forcibly associate with people? What do you think of me? Am I a marionette? So my thoughts are not important. You get what you want, yes Bar?"

It's so self-centered.

An Ruochu's face turned pale, and there was a sharp pain in his heart.

He raised his chin, gritted his teeth and said, "Yes, I, An Ruochu, must get what I want. I said that if I want to date you, you must date me..."

After speaking, the eye circles were red.

Han Lie stepped on the accelerator and snorted coldly: "Then I'm afraid I'm going to disappoint you. I'm not interested in patients with Prince Disease. If it wasn't for Mr. An's salary, I wouldn't want to spend more time with someone like you." seconds..."

An Ruochu looked at his cold side face, and felt inexplicably uncomfortable. Is he really that bad, or is he really too domineering?He thought he was just used to being held up by others, and being rejected by him aroused his desire to win.

But why did his hurtful words make him so sad?

Every word of his pierced his heart.

The car was going back to school, but when passing a red light at an intersection, An Ruochu said, "I don't want to go back to school now, take me to the river..."

He was in a bad mood.

Han Lie frowned, but said nothing.

After a while, he changed direction and went on the road to the river.

We'll be there in ten minutes.

"Maybe I'm really bad." After getting off the car, An Ruochu walked on the grass by the river, lowered his head and murmured, "I know, I have a very annoying temper, and others only please me because of benefits, Either they are afraid and avoid me, even my old man is the same, only because he died of two excellent sons, I, a mud that can't support the wall, was paid attention again..."

An Ruochu stepped on the soft grass.

With a sour taste in his heart, he turned and looked at Han Lie, "No one in this world would really like me, right?"

Han Lie looked at him and said nothing.

An Ruochu looked at his silent appearance, and a sad smile appeared on his lips.

"Yeah, I'm used to being flattered and flattered by people, why can't I hear the real voice, thinking that I'm really likable." Seeing that he didn't speak, An Ruochu's heart fell to the bottom, her whole body was cold, and she murmured, " Zhou Qian, thank you for bringing me back to reality."

With a pale face and tears in his eyes: "Let me know how annoying I am."

Han Lie frowned and looked at him. An Ruochu, who was usually arrogant, seemed to have broken the solid barrier of self-protection at this moment, making people clearly see his fragility and self-loathing.

He didn't expect his words to have such a heavy impact on him.

He just couldn't stand this guy's self-righteousness and the brutal way he wanted to force him.

"Zhou Qian, I'm sorry. I, I didn't expect you to hate me so much." An Ruochu felt even more uncomfortable when he saw that he remained silent.

He knew that he had a bad temper, and he had heard others talk about him behind his back, even worse, but before, he would only rush up and beat people up, and he would not take other people's opinions at heart.

Just beat and submit.

People are bullying.

But I didn't expect Han Lie's words to form a critical blow to his heart.

Let him no longer have any ability to fight back.

Being hated by him is more lethal than any weapon or words.