The whole world wants me to get divorced (MTL)

Chapter 65 Fragments

Qin You and Wen Yan came out from watching the movie and sat in the garden restaurant to eat snacks. They both have similar tastes and like to eat sweets, so they have a lot in common in this regard.

But Qin You received a call from her vampire sister abroad midway, so Wen Yan didn't bother her and concentrated on his mint-flavored ice cream.

Outside the restaurant is the Swan Lake. Among the white swans is a black swan, but the black swan is not rejected. Instead, it is close to the white swan, rubbing their slender necks against each other.

Wen Yan saw it interestingly and wondered whether he should have two at home.

While Qin You was chatting, he reached into his mustard bag to get something. This mustard bag looks like a handbag, but it contains everything. The space is larger than a library.

She reached out and pulled out one item after another, but she still couldn't find what she was looking for. She became so angry that she turned the bag upside down, and a pile of things rolled out.

Fortunately, there was a cover up around them, and they didn't have to worry about the guests at the next table finding out. It was just that too much was poured out, and the table was covered with clatter.

One of the painting scrolls rolled onto the table like this, and the strings on the painting spread out under the impact, unfolding with a snap.

Wen Yan was originally helping Qin You intercept things, but he glanced at the portrait casually and his eyes froze.

I saw that the painting showed a young immortal king, dressed in white as snow, with picturesque features, noble and elegant. Behind him was a bamboo forest with thousands of branches and leaves, green and leisurely.

This is a portrait of Yan Gui, almost identical to Wen Yan's face.

Wen Yan: "............"

I didn't know that when Yan Gui returned, his life was quite peaceful.

But ever since he got to know Yan Gui, Yan Gui seemed to appear in his life all the time.

What should I say? Is this the so-called shadow of my predecessor?

But he complained in his heart, but he couldn't take his eyes away from the portrait.

As if he was attracted, he couldn't help but feel a desire in his heart, and his fingers slowly touched the immortal king's eyebrows...

But Qin You hasn't noticed yet.

She finally got the cross her sister was talking about, and was talking to the other side of the phone: "Oh, yes, it's here with me. Are you in a hurry? Then I'll find a way to send it back to you later."

And by the time she hung up the phone, Wen Yan had already been thinking about the picture for a long time.

Qin You was about to ask Wen Yan what he was looking at. When his eyes dropped to the table, he suddenly took a breath... Damn it, when did she put Yan Gui's portrait in the mustard bag? !

But it's too late to take it back now.

Her hands were stuck in the air for a while, and then she could only retract aggrievedly, and slapped her forehead with her palm, wishing she could slap herself to death.

Wen Yan had already studied the painting inside and out, but he didn't reach out to touch it again. He couldn't help but ask Qin You: "Isn't this painting Yan Gui? Who painted it?"

Qin You grimaced, regretting more and more that he was so mean, but he had to answer: "It was painted by Rong Xiao."

Wen Yan understood.