Extreme Pampering After Marriage

  Chapter 329 You will destroy her

   "Why did you ask this suddenly?" Fu Jianchen didn't know what she wanted to say, so he didn't answer immediately.

  Xu Youyou rested her chin on her arm, and said sullenly: "I was bullied since I was a child, and I was protected by my brother when I grew up. No matter what happened, Lan Lan would stand up for me. I seem to be a very useless person."

   "Of course not." Fu Jianchen frowned and immediately retorted, "You are so good at painting, you will definitely become a great painter in the future! And you let Fu Ning go to jail, do you know how many people will appreciate you just for this?"

  Xu Youyou slowly shook her head.

   "In short, you are amazing!" Fu Jianshen said firmly in his deep voice.

  Xu Youyou's depressed mood improved slightly because of his words, and she smiled slightly, "Thank you."

  Fu Jianshen saw that she was still listless, thought for a moment and said, "I'll take you to a place."

  Before Xu Youyou could react, he had already got up and grabbed her wrist before leaving.

  Xu Jialu went out to buy dinner, and when he came back, he saw that there was no one in the empty ward. He searched around but couldn't find anyone, only Xu Youyou's mobile phone was placed on the bedside table.

   Uneasy, he called Mo Shenbai.

  ***

  In the secluded alley, the street lights are dim, and the weather is getting warmer, and moths are constantly flying around the lights.

   "What did you bring me here for?" Xu Youyou asked curiously.

  Fu Jianchen put down the paint bucket in his hand, and handed her a brush, "Aren't you unhappy? Vent out your unhappiness, paint and splash whatever you want, as long as you like it."

  Xu Youyou didn't pick up the brush, and looked a little hesitant, "Isn't that good?"

   "This old building will be remodeled later, it doesn't matter what you do now." Fu Jianchen explained.

   "Can you really do whatever you want?" she asked.

  Fu Jianshen nodded.

  Xu Youyou didn't take the brush, but looked down at the paint bucket on the ground, bent down to pick it up, and splashed it on the dilapidated wall.

  Fu Jianchen stood still, the paint splashed on his clothes, without even frowning.

  Xu Youyou didn't use a brush, but directly used her hand as a paintbrush to draw on the wall.

   Bucket after bucket of paint wasted.

  Don't think about whether the waves are wasteful, don't worry about whether it will affect the appearance of the city, let alone worry about whether your clothes will be dirty, and just concentrate on your own creation.

  Fu Jianchen walked to the side and stood there, reaching into his pocket to touch the edge of the cigarette case, hesitating for a long time but finally did not take it out.

  Xu Youyou is very devoted to painting, forgetting time, forgetting all troubles, and forgetting herself.

  When she put down the paint bucket, she realized that she was already covered in paint, even on her face.

   Fu Jianshen looked at the paintings on the wall with surprise in his dark eyes, completely shocked.

  The background is a reborn phoenix flying high in the raging fire, lifelike, magnificent and macroscopic.

   "Xu Youyou, you are so **** awesome." He praised sincerely.

  Xu Youyou looked at the paintings on the entire wall, as if all the heaviness and troubles in her heart disappeared with the paintings, and she felt relaxed at this moment.

   "Thank you, Fu Jianchen." She turned her head and smiled at him, sincerely thanking him.

  Fu Jianshen didn't look at her, but stared straight at the painting on the wall, "I should thank you! You let me know what it means to be rewarded with food!"

  Fuck, I used to pursue those so-called abstract and profound paintings, which is a fart!

  Xu Youyou chuckled lightly, "It's not so exaggerated!"

Fu Jianshen came back to his senses, turned to look at her, with a serious and serious face, "Xu Youyou, let me be your agent! I promise to make your paintings popular, and everyone all over the world will definitely love you." Saw your painting!"

  Xu Youyou's face was full of smiles, just about to speak, when he saw the person walking in from the alley behind him, the smile gradually faded from the corner of his mouth.

  Mo Shenbai walked in with big strides, his facial features exuded a thick chill, his outline was tense, and his sharp eyes shifted from Fu Jianshen's back to Xu Youyou, with mixed light and dark.

  Xu Youyou lowered her eyes, avoided meeting his gaze, and said softly, "Thank you today, I'll go back first."

  Fu Jianchen turned his head to see the man obliquely behind, and nodded: "You go back to rest early, and I will contact you again in two days."

  Xu Youyou didn't look at Mo Shenbai, and walked past him to the Bentley parked at the entrance of the alley.

  Mo Shenbai looked up at Fu Jianchen with blade-like eyes, and warned coldly, "Stay away from her."

  Fu Jianshen took his warning seriously, and sneered, "Mo Shenbai, you don't understand her at all."

   Mo Shenbai's brows were tightly furrowed, and countless chills were condensed in the bottom of his eyes. After all, the hands clenched into fists couldn't control his collar and pressed him against the wall.

   "I warn you one last time, stay away from my wife."

   After speaking, he loosened his collar, turned around and left.

Fu Jianchen leaned against the wall and did not move, looking sideways at his back, his eyes were gloomy, and his gloomy tone was somewhat provocative, "She was born for art, but you treat her like a golden thread?" Birds feed, she will be destroyed in your hands sooner or later."

  Mo Shenbai paused, his back was as straight as a pine.

   After a moment of silence, the thin lips parted slightly, "I would rather destroy her than give it to you."

  Fu Jianchen's hands were clenched into fists, and his long and narrow eyes were full of cruelty and unwillingness.

  In the car.

  Xu Youyou took the towel handed over by Cang Ming and wiped off the paint on her hands, but the stained on her body could not be wiped off, and she didn't bother to wipe it off.

  Mo Shenbai got into the car, without even looking at her, he said coldly, "Bring back to Yueju."

  The two of them didn't speak during the journey, and the atmosphere in the carriage was cold and depressing.

  The car stopped, and Mo Shenbai got out of the car first, and walked inside without saying a word.

  Xu Youyou got off the car and walked slowly into the house.

  The housekeeper came up to see her covered in paint, surprised and concerned: "Ma'am, why did you get all over your body? I'll go and fill you with bath water and wash it off."

  Xu Youyou said "Thank you."

  Mo Shenbai did not go back to the bedroom, but went to the study.

  Xu Youyou soaked in a hot bath for half an hour in the bathroom, and got rid of the tiredness and the pungent smell of paint all over her body. She used rose essential oil, and there was a faint fragrance of roses on her body.

  She lay on the big soft bed, feeling unspeakably lost and uncomfortable in her heart, but she was really too tired and fell asleep not long after.

  I had no dreams all night. When I woke up, the sun had just risen outside the window, but there was no temperature at the side of the bed, and the pillow hadn’t even been moved.

  Dabai did not come back to sleep last night.

   This realization made Xu Youyou even more sad.

   Washed up and went downstairs, looked around the villa but didn't see anyone.

  The butler seemed to know what she was looking for, and said, "Sir, he left early in the morning. Maybe the company has something important to do."

  The company is now under the management of Lu Heyun, so there is no urgent matter for him to go out early in the morning, obviously to avoid himself.

  The housekeeper asked: "Madam, where do you want to have breakfast?"

   "I don't eat, I'm going out."

  Xu Youyou couldn't eat when she felt uncomfortable, and she didn't want to stay at home. It seemed that there was his breath in the air, which made her feel even more uncomfortable.

   Sitting in the car, Cang Ming asked her where she was going.

  Xu Youyou thought about it and reported an address.

  ***

   Half an hour later, Xu Youyou rang the doorbell.

  The one who opened the door was a shirtless man in his twenties, with fair skin, delicate features, and a bath towel around his waist.

  Xu Youyou froze for a moment, then quickly lowered her eyes, not to look at evil.

   "Sorry, I went to the wrong room."

   Turning around and wanting to leave, a warm voice came from the room, "Who is it?"

  (end of this chapter)