C18 There Is Always a Time of Desolation

"Greetings, sister-in-law ~"

The door to the studio was suddenly opened. A young boy walked in with a smile. He was wearing a clean and comfortable cotton casual suit. It was the latest design from this year's Calvinkeleinjeans. His low profile and luxurious style did not conceal the youth's sunshine and brashness.

Yin Huanzhu only raised her eyelids for a moment as she admired the youth's vitality and the white and tender skin that caused women to be jealous of him. Then, she continued to paint. He silently cursed in his heart. It was indeed Hee Moxiao that was eating the tender grass.

Hee Moxiao's eyes lit up when she saw the person at the door. She pounced on him. "Ah — Ah Yu, you're here?"

Su Ziyu opened his arms and caught her, then kissed her on the forehead.

Hee Moxiao covered her forehead and shyly said, "Aiya, I hate this … There's still someone …"

Yin Huanzhu seemed to have gotten used to their abusive actions — no, she was no longer a bachelor dog. Instead, she was a person that had stepped into the grave of their marriage. She replied indifferently, "It's fine as long as you are happy."

Su Ziyu showed his white teeth and said with a smile, "Don't worry, sister-in-law is one of us."

Yin Huanzhu ignored them.

Hee Moxiao rubbed his face and said, "Sister-in-law? Speak! How long have you been eavesdropping at the door? "

Su Ziyu pushed away her claws and said: "I just came for a while. "Seeing that you guys are chatting animatedly, I didn't come in to disturb you ~"

Su Ziyu glanced at Yin Huanzhu and went over to ask curiously, "Sister Huanzhu, are you really with my brother?"

Hee Moxiao went over to pull his head off and threatened fiercely, "You're not allowed to call me Sister Huanzhu! It makes me look older! "

Su Ziyu helplessly took Hee Moxiao off his body and said, "Okay okay okay, I won't scream in front of you, okay?"

Hee Moxiao showed a pleased expression and let him go for the time being.

Yin Huanzhu felt that when these two were together, the others would become very dangerous. Subconsciously shifting the stool, Yin Huanzhu sat further away from the two of them and said, "No." I was kidding. "

She wouldn't be with Su Zihao, and she wouldn't marry.

Su Ziyu muttered in a strange voice: "Then why did brother cancel the engagement..."

Yin Huanzhu's brush paused on the xuan paper.

"Su Zihao and Wang Wei have broken off their engagement?!" Hee Moxiao's eyes widened in surprise.

Su Ziyu nodded, leaned his back against the table and said: "Don't you know? The headlines of the news were about to explode! It was just released this morning! "

Then, Su Ziyu muttered: "But I just saw the news... "I heard you guys talking at the door, and I thought you had to cancel the engagement because of Sister Huanzhu …"

Hee Moxiao smiled mischievously. "It's a ninety-percent chance."

Yin Huanzhu put down her brush and picked up her delicate black leather backpack. She caught a glimpse of her suit jacket beside the chair, picked it up and said, "Remember to close the door," before turning to leave.

Hee Moxiao shouted from behind him, "Where are you going, woman!"

Yin Huanzhu waved her left hand without turning back. "Go back and rest."

Su Ziyu nudged Hee Moxiao with his elbow. "Hey, what happened to Sister Huanzhu today?"

Hee Moxiao twisted her body and said with a frown, "Don't touch me like that! It's itchy! She didn't rest well."

Su Ziyu replied with a few "Oh, oh".

Hee Moxiao slapped her thigh and said in frustration, "Heavens! That pig still hasn't told me who the man she married is! This person is smart! "

As expected, after Yin Huanzhu regained her consciousness, it would be extremely difficult for her to prattle on.

… ….

On the road of Francis, due to it being already time for lessons, it was especially quiet.

Other than a few students who were going to take physical education classes running down the school road, there was almost no one else.

This world was probably so lonely.

Yin Huanzhu carried her bag on her back. In her hand was the pure black jacket. Her fingers moved across the top — it was made of fine material, a suit made purely by hand.

The blade like lines were smooth and clean, appearing somewhat cold. Yin Huanzhu could imagine that its owner was also a cool and handsome man.

The faint smell of tobacco wafted into her nose with the autumn wind. Yin Huanzhu couldn't stand it any longer, so she turned into a corner and lazily leaned against the wall. She took out a pack of cigarettes and a lighter, lit a cigarette, and slowly smoked.

Her brown eyes were unfocused.

Suddenly, he thought of Han Jiunai.

When he kissed Yin Huanzhu that night, Han Jiunai's cold body had a faint and cold smell of tobacco.

… ….

Yin Huanzhu smoked for a while in the corner, then she put out her cigarette and walked out slowly.

The lone figure had an aura of loneliness and erosion.

Around four-thirty in the afternoon, Han Jiunai was sitting in a black leather swivel chair. He raised his eyes to look at Xi Zhe, who was standing in front of the desk, and asked casually: "Where did the Madam go today?"

"Today, after two classes, Madam continued to sleep in that classroom for over ten minutes. Later on, Miss Hee Moxiao and I went to the art studio and stayed there for the whole morning." Xi Zhe reported everything in detail, "At 11 o'clock in the morning, Miss Yin Huanzhu came out of the studio by herself. She smoked for a while in the corner downstairs and then took your jacket and drove back..."

Han Jiunai nodded and said to Xi Zhe: "Next time you call the principal and tell him to continue arranging for his wife to attend my class, Miss Hee thinks that he will welcome her at any time. In addition, I have the right to exclude two other students from my class. "

With that, Han Jiunai let Xi Zhe leave.

It was autumn, so Han Jiunai drove a Bugatti himself.

The city was brightly lit with dazzling neon lights. The air above the city was filled with the smell of alcohol and alcohol.

Han Jiunai sat in the car and looked at the city with a profound look. He felt empty inside and didn't know what was missing.

On the busy street, after Han Jiunai drove the car for a while, he slowly pulled over to the side of the road. He heard what Yin Huanzhu whispered to him a few days ago, "Don't tell me you want to stay in a hotel ever since I married you." Her warm breath felt like it was tickling his neck.

Han Jiunai laughed involuntarily. A gentle expression appeared on his cold and handsome face.

Suddenly, his heartstrings were moved. Han Jiunai got off the car and walked into a sales office.

He didn't know why, it was just a coincidence.

Yin Huanzhu was right. After marriage, she couldn't stay in a hotel forever.

When the sales manager heard that Han Jiunai from Difeng had arrived, he immediately came out to welcome him. He carefully asked this noble and cold young man in front of him.

"Mr. Han, what kind of house do you want to see?"

Han Jiunai sat at the guest area with his long legs crossed. His slender white hands were clasped together, and his pitch-black pupils were bottomless.

He frowned deeply.

After a while, Han Jiunai lifted his lips and said: "Do you have one …" Does it give you a house that looks like a home? "