It was the first time that Jing luochen had such an emotion after he grew up.
In an instant, it was as if a ray of light had shot into his heart.
he sobbed for a moment before he regained his composure. he took a deep breath, looked up, and walked to the door. he nodded at the servants waiting for him.
They immediately understood and walked into the house.
Jing luochen pointed at the painting and then at the wall of his master bedroom.
The meaning was obvious. He wanted to hang the painting there.
but the servants were a little surprised and couldnât help but say, â âyoung master, didnât you hang a famous artistâs portrait over there? elder jing bought it for six million yuan.â
Jing luochenâs expression didnât change at all. His eyes were indifferent, as if there was no doubt about it.
They heaved a sigh of relief and quickly got someone to hang the painting carefully.
Although this painting was not an ordinary one, it should be much cheaper than a painting worth six million Yuan. moreover, the one who had been replaced was elder jingâs favorite.
after hanging up the painting, jing luochen could see it from any part of the room.
He didnât know why, but he had a wonderful feeling.
it was as if with the company of that painting, it was as if she had a mother.
His mood improved.
he didnât even feel annoyed when the servants moved the paintings around and made a lot of noise.
However, not long after the servants left, someone came with a letter.
it was the guard who was watching over ni huan.
His face was bitter, and his expression was full of uneasiness, conflict, and difficulty. He looked very bitter.
he didnât dare to look at jing luochen, but bent down and bowed with a bitter face. â â iâm really sorry, young master. i shouldnât have bothered you with this kind of thing, but ni huan is too restless inside. i really canât help her. â
ni huan?
jing luochenâs brows furrowed slightly, and then he looked at him quietly.
He took a deep breath. Seeing that Jing luochen didnât make any gestures to drive him away, he said softly, â ni Huan said that she didnât want anything else but a letter for you. Once Iâve delivered it, she wonât make a fuss anymore.
Inside, although ni Huanâs movements were restricted, she still had ways to torment herself.
Every time she went to the toilet, she would ask for the handcuffs to be unlocked, and then take the opportunity to shamelessly slip away. otherwise, if they didnât restrict her movements, she would threaten to commit suicide by biting her tongue.
she was still useful to them, so the guards naturally didnât dare to let her die just like that.
thus, he could only deliver a letter.
He carefully handed the envelope over.
Jing luochen hesitated for a few seconds before he reached out to take it.
the guard felt relieved and said with a grateful look, â âThank you, thank you, young master! You donât have to look at it, just throw it away. i wonder what that demoness is going to do.â
he was afraid that jing luochen would dislike him for being noisy, so he quickly left.
jing luochen was in the room, reading the letter in his hand. his eyes moved slightly.
what would ni huan write?
No one knew, but everyone definitely felt that it would not be a good thing.
Jing luochen was well aware of it, but he felt that he was being driven by curiosity at the moment, which made him want to open it and take a look.
in the letter, would there be any clues about her sister?