C21 Prove It to Him

Zou Yihan ignored Jiang Shirann and left.

Jiang Shirann stood there, not knowing what to do.

She did not know if she had said something wrong or if she had succeeded in the interview. The only thing she was sure of was that she needed this job. No matter how hard it was, she would persevere.

After a while, Zou Yihan came back with a painting in his hand. He held it in front of her.

This was the painting she had drawn when she met Liang Qiancheng. It was just that this painting lacked a trace of spirit energy.

This was not the painting she had drawn. Because the painting was given to Liang Qiancheng as soon as it was finished.

Later, Gu Xiangyov took it to participate in the painting competition and won the championship. From then on, this painting became Jiang Shirann's symbol.

And her little thoughts about Liang Qiancheng became known to everyone in the world.

Later on, things had changed. She had gone to snatch older sister's man.

Jiang Shirann was stunned. Zou Yihan looked at her with his eyes slanted. He placed another blank piece of paper next to the painting and threw a brush to her. There was no expression on his face. "It's useless to talk. Let's draw. Prove it to me."

That brand new brush slid down from Jiang Shirann's hand to the ground. Her hands were trembling so much that she could not even pick up the brush.

Her big black eyes looked at the brush that fell to the ground and her lips were trembling.

She squatted down and slowly extended her trembling hands towards the brush. When she was about to touch the brush, her hands immediately retracted as if they had been electrocuted.

Her rough hands were suspended in the air, trembling violently. She extended her hands out a few times and retracted them.

Zou Yihan looked a little impatient. His cold voice was a little contemptuous. "If you can't do it, don't waste my time. There are still many people waiting for my interview."

Jiang Shirann's body trembled slightly when she heard his words. She reached out and grabbed the brush on the ground. Her rough hand held the brush tightly.

She did not expect that after she got out of prison, she would still have the chance to grab this brush.

Standing in front of the white paper, she took a deep breath.

"Give me an hour."

Thinking back, when she was standing far away, she was afraid that the young man would leave at any moment. She only used fifteen minutes to finish the painting.

The current her was no longer so confident.

"I'll be back in an hour."

Zou Yihan left after he finished speaking. He didn't stay any longer.

It was a big room. She was the only one in the big room. She adjusted the paint, picked up the brush, looked at the drawing paper, and then looked at the painting that mimicked her.

This time, she picked up the brush again, not for Liang Qiancheng, but for a job.

She picked up the brush and drew the first stroke, her hands still shaking.

Just as she was about to draw the second stroke, her phone rang. It was a message from Lih Xiaoji.

"Ran, I believe you."

She recalled Lih Xiaoji's gentle and refined face. She closed her eyes and silently outlined his appearance in her heart.

When she opened her eyes again, the elegant youth in the painting had already turned into Lih Xiaoji. Her hands no longer trembled.

Lih Xiaoji stood at the door and secretly looked at the girl who was waving the brush on the paper. For a moment, she seemed to have returned to before she was 18 years old. That confidence and pride were unique to Jiang Shirann before she was 18 years old.

He felt a wave of discomfort in his heart. A girl who was so confident and proud. But because of what had happened to her, she felt inferior and inferior.

Now that he had found Jiang Shirann, he would definitely not let this confidence and pride disappear.

An hour later, Zou Yihan arrived as promised.