When Tang Yaoyao heard the words, she felt some fluctuations in her heart. Of course, she understood what this sentence meant.
If it's not original, it's Jiang enren who stole it.
The baby girl in the picture is her. It's a big deal.
Don't want to cause a commotion, low voice said: "more specific."
Xiao Jin Han's eyes are still in the painting. His hands are clenched into fists, and there are green veins on the back of his hands. He is also trying to suppress his emotions.
Later, he said, "I saw this painting in my third brother's room, but at that time, there was only the background and the outline of your infancy."
Listen, Tang Yaoyao fully understood.
"Jiang enren stole the painting that my third brother made for me."
Xiao chin Han nodded and said, "it took me ten years to draw this painting."
"Ten years..."
She was slightly stunned. She didn't think of it at all.
A painting, took ten years, three elder brother this patience, let her some moved.
"Is he drawing me..."
When he mentioned it, his eyes softened a little and he replied in a low voice, "well, I started painting you when I first learned to draw. After a long time, this painting has been changed and changed again. So far, it has been changed no less than ten thousand times."
Ten thousand times
Tang Yaoyao didn't know what words to use to describe this moment. He felt that it was not easy.
If so, this painting is the painstaking efforts of the third brother. Over the years, how much emotion has been injected into it, and it is still her little sister.
Jiang enren stole it and hung it up blatantly to write down his name.
It's unforgivable!
Xiao Jinhan looked at her beautiful eyes, which were full of anger without any cover.
He pursed his lips: "this painting should have been copied. Are you going to How to do it? "
Smelling speech, Tang Yaoyao gently raised his lips and leaned back on the chair. With a smile, he picked his eyebrows carelessly: "since this man surnamed Li has so much courage, he has to call out to get to know him, doesn't he?"
This kind of smile, give a person a kind of ruffian, between the eyebrows, but very cold.
Her voice is very loud, let the person next to slightly shock live, looked at her.
Because did not hear too clearly, everyone is unhappy, because she disturbed the big guy's interest.
Tang Yaoyao snapped his fingers and looked lazily at people's eyes: "is this painting really painted by Jiang enren? Why don't I believe it? "
With that, he raised his hand and took off the sunglasses and hat that covered half his face.
Then he lifted his long, soft hair and looked at the crowd again: "before, I heard an old man say that I would regret my whole life if I didn't see this painting, didn't I?"
Seeing Tang Yaoyao's face, everyone was shocked.
"It's Miss Fu."
"And fourth master Xiao."
Listening to everyone's voice, Tang Yaoyao smiles and cocks his legs: "is the old man who was talking about Mr. Yun just now still there?"
Zhang Bo's heart thumped when she asked.
Rongcheng people all know that Tang Yaoyao is the daughter of Fu Jiang and Qiao Yanzhi.
Zhang Bo was no exception. He was a little displeased at the thought of what she had just said. However, he could not afford to offend fourth master Xiao alone, let alone the Fu family.
With a quick thought, he stood out from the crowd: "Miss Fu, I did say that."
Tang Yaoyao casually pick eyebrows: "a plagiarized painting, is also worth the old man so devoted?"
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