Chapter 342 How Could He Like Her

  This woman, this woman named Lu Wanchu, is not as simple as he looks.

  Fu Yixing stood beside Lu Wanchu, grabbing her wrist.

  Lu Wanchu looked at Fu Yixing indifferently, "Are you going to help him?"

   "No, I will help you."

   Fu Yixing whispered, the eyes behind the gold-framed glasses kept falling on Lu Wanchu.

  Jiang Yucheng glanced at Fu Yixing. If he hadn’t known Fu Yixing’s attitude towards this woman before, it would be clear now.

  Fu Yixing's words made Lu Wanchu finally not so angry. He let go of Jiang Yucheng, bent down and picked up the portrait on the ground with Ye Yunshu.

  Ye Yunshu smiled at Lu Wanchu with red eyes, Lu Wanchu smiled softly, "Let’s go."

   "Hmm."

   Ye Yunshu held the torn portrait in his hand, and without looking at Jiang Yucheng, he passed the two and left Lu Wanchu.

   After Ye Yunshulu left early in the evening, Fu Yixing and Jiang Yucheng were left alone. A gust of wind blew by, and Jiang Yucheng's handsome face was cold and terrifying.

  He didn't like her alienation, and he wanted to step forward and grab her and let her look at him.

   "If you like her, treat her well, or I'm afraid you will regret it someday."

  Fu Yixing put his hands in his trouser pockets, his phoenix eyes fell on Jiang Yucheng, and the slender figure turned and left.

  Jiang Yucheng's gaze fell on Fu Yixing. He didn't know what liking was. He only knew that he didn't like Ye Yunshu to look at other men. Once she looked at other men, he was furious with hatred.

  Is this like it? No, how could he like Ye Yunshu, absolutely impossible!

  In the resort room, Ye Yunshu was sitting on the bed with a pile of broken portraits in front of him. Lu Wanchu lowered his head to fight with her the portraits that had been torn apart by Jiang Yucheng.

   reluctantly put together a portrait, but unfortunately it was too broken to be completely assembled.

   "Late late, thank you."

Ye Yunshu's eyes fell on Lu Wanchu's drooping eyes. No matter what happened, Lu Wanchu always stayed with her without asking why. How lucky she was to meet Lu Wanchu, how lucky she was to be the best with her Friends.

  Lu Wanchu's eyes fell on the portrait, the corners of his lips were gentle, "You don't need to say thank you between me and you."

   "I know, I was too gaffe today, not like myself at all."

  Ye Yunshu also knows that today's self is really not like the usual self. She should be the Ye Yunshu who is everywhere and doesn't care about anything, and shouldn't be the Ye Yunshu whose true emotions are exposed.

   "Okay, I will know from now on. Jiang Yucheng is not worth your anger. We will ignore him in the future."

   "Yes, that stinky man is not worthy of me being angry at all."

  Ye Yunshu nodded firmly, vowing that next time I met Jiang Yucheng, he would never let him lead her by the nose again. She must dominate everything. This is her Ye Yunshu.

   "Well, as long as you can understand."

  Lu chuckled softly at the beginning of the night, but his heart was faintly disturbed. He always felt that Jiang Yucheng and Ye Yunshu would not end so easily.

   "It's a pity that this is such a good painting. This is the first time someone has given me a present sincerely."

   Ye Yunshu regretfully touched the portraits scattered on the bed.

It's not that she has never received a gift, but it is the first time she has received such a sincere and different gift. Those who fancy her beauty want to give either a car or money. Although the portrait is not valuable, it is the thing she admires most. , Now torn to pieces by Jiang Yucheng.

  Thank you dear for the reward, love you!

  (End of this chapter)