Chapter 16

Standing on the balcony of the bedroom on the second floor, the wet and cool wind blows on her face. Su Xiaomi squints and looks like a cat.

She lost her appetite when she thought of the choking dinner she had just had.

In any case, Su ziyue and Su Mu don't like her any more. She stays here.

And the next step is to investigate the culprit who drugged her.

After a while of cool wind, Su Xiaomi turned around and closed the two doors of European milky white powder paint, and the floor curtains were also settled down.

Dragging her swollen legs to the wooden door opposite the dresser, Su Xiaomi opened the door and smelled a familiar smell of ink and advertising paint.

She went into the compartment and closed the door.

Sitting down in front of the easel, Su Xiaomi grabs the handle of the brush, pulls up her long hair and pricks her ponytail. Then she takes down the brush, sweeps it into the water, stains it with dark paint, and tears off the cloth covering the easel.

On the painting stands a young man with only half a face, in his prime of life.

This man is Shen Jibei.

Su Xiaomi's painting has nothing to do with his own cartoonist. She just likes it. What she likes most is intertwined with the people she likes most.

As the brush moves back and forth on the canvas, Shen Jibei's appearance becomes clearer and clearer, and his eyebrows and eyes become more profound.

Su Xiaomi just paints the person she wants, but when the painting is finished, it's not what she wants.

Pulling the brush away, she got up and stepped back to enjoy the painting more comprehensively and intuitively.

How do you feel... Not like Shen Jibei?

This man is really Shen Jibei, but he doesn't look like him. Really, he won't show this indifferent look. What's the matter with this kind of arrogant eyes?

Should not

"Crouching trough, isn't that Ou mingjue's manner?" Su Xiaomi's face is completely strained. She doesn't want to believe the portrait of Ou mingjue in front of her, but the fact is that!

It's impossible. She must have been getting along with Ou mingjue too much these days to have this illusion. After all, it's him everywhere these days.

Constantly give their own psychological hints, but also agree to nod, Su Xiaomi feel that they stay in the cage for a long time, are stupid.

Although it's a foregone conclusion, Su Xiaomi is still reluctant. She tries to change the eyebrows and eyes of the characters again, but it doesn't help in the end.

In desperation, she can only tear down the canvas and throw it into the trash basket, and impatiently throw the brush to her side.

Unable to draw, Su Xiaomi sat down in front of the computer and decided to finish the script of the cartoon first. Last time I stayed at a luxurious dance where the protagonist went.

If it wasn't for this dance, Su Xiaomi wouldn't go to the party, let alone drink that cup of watermelon juice.

I hate prom.

Indignantly, she deleted the story. Before she could go down the code, the landline next to the computer rang, which was connected with the landline in the hall downstairs.

After several rings, Su Xiaomi said impatiently, "hello?"

Her voice was very small, so she was not heard. What came from the phone was not only the voice of one person, but the conversation between two people.

What? I don't need her.

Just thinking of hanging up the phone, I heard the three words "Su Xiaomi" again. The speaker was still Su ziyue, "are you looking for Su Xiaomi? What can I do for her? "

"You're in charge of calling her on the phone. You don't care about the rest." Ou mingjue's voice was colder than usual, almost cold.

Even Su ziyue, who couldn't stand being ordered by others, couldn't help giving in. "I know. I'll let the servant call her now."

She said, is a silence, but also mixed with a rustling voice.

For a moment, Su ziyue opened her mouth again, full of curiosity in her voice, "I haven't asked who you are? So eager to hear Su Xiaomi's voice? "

Su Xiaomi can't understand her mind more clearly.

In order not to let Su ziyue succeed, she got up first, pushed open the door of the studio, endured the pain of her ankle, and quickly left the room before the servant called her.

At the same time, Aunt Chen came up to call her. They ran into each other face to face. Before she could breathe, Aunt Chen quickly told her, "miss two, there's a gentleman downstairs calling for you, who didn't give his name and identity."

"I see." In a hurry to respond, Su Xiaomi rushes downstairs, intending to stop Su ziyue from talking to Ou Ming as much as possible. She doesn't believe Su ziyue will be so peaceful and ask nothing.

From a distance, you can see Su ziyue's arm resting on a tripod, holding a European style microphone in her hand, and smiling on her side. She seems to have a good conversation with the people on the phone.

Seeing this scene, Su Xiaomi was so angry that she went to her back, grabbed the microphone and yelled at the microphone, "enough of you! I said it's none of your business. Don't pester me any more. "

With that, she felt strange.

Suxiaomi can't hear the voice coming from the other end of the phone, but she doesn't hang up because she knows ouming has something else to say.

Sure enough, his sinister voice came from the microphone, cold but not magnetic, "you will realize one day that only I am your only dependence, and other people are all liars."

NND, is he God?

"You are the biggest liar!" She retorts excitedly. Without waiting for him to respond, Su Xiaomi hangs up. Because of her anger, her chest is heaving.

Release the hand holding the microphone, she turned her head, looked at Su ziyue standing aside, holding her arms, and asked with no expression, "did he just say anything to you?"

Su ziyue shrugged and pretended not to know.

In this case, Su Xiaomi did not force her to go upstairs, but two or three steps later, Su ziyue caught up with her and asked her, "but what's the relationship between you and him? Can't you really tell me that? "

Su Xiaomi turned and glanced at her, still with a cold look. "I think it should have nothing to do with you. You'd better ask less, or you won't blame me for the fire."

Su Xiaomi seldom does this to her, so Su ziyue doesn't know what to do for a moment, so she can only stare at her leaving.

……

Thanks to ou mingjue, Su Xiaomi couldn't sleep all night, for fear that Ou mingjue would suddenly appear beside her.

It's not something that human beings can do. No, she doesn't believe ouming is human anymore.

In the twinkling of an eye, the East vomited white, and the heavy curtains couldn't cover the light outside the window. Su Xiaomi lay flat, sat up again, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.

When she went downstairs, Su's father just finished his breakfast and came out of the restaurant and ran into her head-on. Su Xiaomi said hello to him, "good morning, Dad."

As usual, Su's father just nodded, then moved his eyes away, turned and walked to the door. Su's mother had been waiting there. Today, she was still wearing a cheongsam, but changed the embroidery from Phoenix to peony.

Su Xiaomi stood on the last step and didn't leave, but he didn't go forward.

"By the way, you'll dress up and come out again tonight. I'm afraid you don't know about it." Su's father suddenly turns his head and orders Su Xiaomi. As soon as he's finished, he turns back and walks away.

Party?

Su Xiaomi is confused, and it's hard to ask Su's mother about her specific situation. Who knows how she will make fun of herself, but it doesn't have much impact on her. Anyway, she is seldom allowed to attend the dinner party at home.

She boarded with Sue like an outsider.

……

Su Xiaomi doesn't care, but Su ziyue does. She is still sleeping at home at this time. Today, she got up in the middle of the night and stayed in the dressing room for a few hours.

The man who called last night claimed that he was Shen Jibei's assistant. He wanted to ask her to hold a banquet at Su's house, and then he would let her see a good play. This is a birthday present from Shen Jibei.

It's just that Su Xiaomi can't hear these words.

At the thought of Shen Jibei's care for herself, Su ziyue couldn't hide her smile. The corners of her mouth were almost up to her ears, and she still didn't feel tired. Let her try on the clothes for ten hours to make sure her smile is still on her face.

After several hours of picking and choosing, Su ziyue picked a goose yellow skirt. She threw it to the servant for dry cleaning, and the mobile phone on the floor rang.

Last night's number again.

"Hello, is that Shen Jibei's assistant?" Su ziyue seldom speaks softly. She wishes she could hook up the soul of her assistant to facilitate her future work.

The other end of the phone was quiet, and the man's voice was dull, like talking in a cage, "have you done what I asked you to do?"

He's ready for the present.

"Don't worry, I've told my dad to hold a banquet tonight and informed Su Xiaomi." Su ziyue chuckles and sits on the sofa, putting her left hand out on her knee to let the manicurist have a look.

The manicurist here just gently shaved her nails. She immediately changed her face and glared at each other angrily. The phone didn't respond for a long time. She all squinted and said, "is there anything else I can do?"

"No, remember, you have to let Su Xiaomi show up." A man's voice is low, but magnetic and has the power to frighten people.

Referring to Su Xiaomi, Su ziyue not only didn't get angry, but also laughed more happily, "no problem, you can rest assured."

Drop - hang up at the other end of the line.

Su ziyue's smiling face was immediately pulled down. She threw her mobile phone to the ground. She leaned back and looked at herself in the mirror in front of her, appreciating her perfect appearance.

Su ziyue's perfect life has just begun. How can su Xiaomi continue to get in her way?

Thinking of this, Su ziyue couldn't help sneering and casually bowed her head. When she saw the manicurist kneeling on the floor to do the manicure for her, she was in a good mood. She stretched out her empty hand and poked the other person on the shoulder. Her expression was not pity, but contempt.

One day, Su Xiaomi will bow to her like this manicurist.