Chapter 578 - 578: The Young Man in the Painting
Chapter 578 - 578: The Young Man in the Painting
Chapter 578 - 578: The Young Man in the Painting
Translator: 549690339
Han Jinchu subconsciously closed his eyes, but the slap did not land.
She opened her eyes in surprise, only to see Feng Qinlan’s hand stop in mid-air.
“I can’t hit you. If you get swollen, you won’t have to go to school tomorrow.””But you don’t have to eat tonight’s dinner!” Feng Qinlan said unhappily. Jinnian, go eat!”
Han Jin Nian agreed and walked up to her. He said softly,””Han Jinchu, ah, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, you, Don’t you also like the MO Family’s Little Young Master very much? Why didn’t you go and greet him? Maybe she’s really blind and can’t forget you.”
“I’m going back to my room to do my homework.” She didn’t intend to answer Han Jin Nian’s question. She turned sideways and entered the room.
“Han Jinchu! Why are you so cocky? I can’t stand you acting like this the most!” Han Jin Nian roared behind her, but she was powerless to care.
She was already tired from what had happened during the day. She was not in the mood for dinner, so she thought of it as losing weight!
Father Han’s voice came from outside the room. He parked the car at the delivery company before coming home. “Why isn’t Jinchu coming out for dinner? Doesn’t she have an appetite?”
“I don’t have an appetite! She! She completely ignored her mother’s words and did not even greet the young master of the MO family for the entire day! They probably didn’t even see each other! That was why her mother punished her by forbidding her from eating dinner!”
Han Jin Nian deliberately spoke loudly. The inferior door could not block her voice at all, and all his words reached her ears.
“You have to eat. Don’t force her too much.”Father Han sighed,”She’s just a child.””
“Yo, you say it nicely. Have you settled the rent for next month?”Feng Qinlan rolled her eyes at him, then turned to Han Jin Nian and said, ‘”Go and get her a bowl of rice. She’s already as thin as a monkey. If she continues to lose weight, she’ll turn into bones! Little Young Master wouldn’t like to smash bones!”
“Oh…” Han Jin Nian unwillingly went to get some rice. He walked to her room and knocked on the door twice.”Hey, Han Jinchu, it’s time to eat! ”
The door lock was broken, so Han Jin Nian knocked on the door and went straight into the room, not caring if the person inside agreed or not.
She was sitting in front of her desk and drawing something. Han Jin Nian walked over and said, “”Hey! Time to eat!”
The sudden voice startled her and she quickly covered the painting.”Why didn’t you knock when you entered the room?”
“Knock on the door? Are you deaf? Did you really not hear me knocking so many times, or are you pretending not to hear me?”Han Jin Nian rolled his eyes at her and looked at the things in her hands.””What are you drawing?
“It’s nothing.” She quickly put the painting away and was about to put it in the drawer when Han Jin Nian rushed forward and grabbed the words from her hand. He quickly retreated and tore open the painting to take a look. In the painting, a young master wearing sunglasses was standing on the ground. Even though it was only a tew strokes, the person was vividly drawn.
Han Jin Nian had to admit that Han Jin Chu’s drawing skills were pretty good.
However, being an artist was destined to be poor! This was because most artists became famous after they died.
“Return the painting to me!” Han Jinchu frowned. She rarely threw a tantrum at Han Jin Nian, but this time, she seemed very angry.
This further proved that she had feelings for the young master of the MO family. Moreover, her feelings were not shallow!
“This man…He looked very much like the Little Young Master of the MO Family! Han Jinchu, you still have feelings for him, right? In that case, why didn’t you take the initiative to look for him? For your own happiness, and for the happiness of our family.”
Han Jin Nian took a few steps forward and returned the scroll to her.””l advise you to go and see the young master of the MO family tomorrow. Our family depends on you now!”
After Han Jin Nian finished speaking, he turned around and left.
There was only one of her left in the room.
The wind blew away the painting that had been rolled up. The youth from the MO family seemed so familiar and yet so unfamiliar.
If only he was still Xia Chen and not the high and mighty MO Yichen, how good would that be?
A sleepless night passed.
The next morning, at the MO residence.
“Young Master, I’ve organized the information you asked for.”The MO Family’s servant handed a document to MO Yichen before he got into the car. “Thank you for your hard work.” MO Yichen nodded and got into the car.
“Can I really not eat another strawberry egg tart?”Mo Lemon asked the maid pitifully, “Can’t I have one more bite?”
“I’m sorry, Little Miss… If you eat one more bite, I will be punished by the Crown Princess Consort. You’ve gained two pounds this month. You can’t go on like this. All the handsome guys nowadays like slim girls!”The helper persuaded her nicely.
“Wuwuwu… Auntie is bullying me!” MO Lemon pouted as she got into the car. Due to the incident at school yesterday, there were eight bodyguards and two cars following them today.
However, these two were obviously used to bodyguards following them.
“MO Lemon, you’re already as fat as a pig, why are you still eating?
MO Lemon had just sat in the car when MO Yichen suddenly said this.
“You… MO Yichen! You called me fat! I just have a little more meat!” She was clearly less than 100 pounds!
“Is that so? Is there a difference?” MO Yichen glanced at her with a smile that was not a smile. MO Lemon had never been able to stand his venomous tongue.
MO Lemon was so angry that she got out of the car, walked to the car in front, and got in.
A faint smile appeared in MO Yichen’s eyes. What he wanted was for MO Lemon to be so angry that she sat in front of him. This way, no one would disturb him from reading the information!
“Young Master…Where are you…” The driver looked at the rearview mirror in shock. He hadn’t seen his young master smile for a long time. Did he see wrongly just now? He couldn’t help but ask, and his smile immediately faded.
“Let’s go.” He pursed his lips and lowered his head to flip through the documents.
The information was only a few pages long, and it only contained information about Han Jinchu during this period of time. For her past affairs, information, material, just write, cut short, sentence: Feng Qinlan’s gambling caused her family to fall from grace, and she was unable to settle down for ten years.
Unsettled…
He suddenly remembered that he had sent Han Jinchu a letter, but he had waited for a long time, but there was no reply. At that time, he had always thought that it was because Han Jinchu did not like him and did not want to reply. Now, it seemed that things were not as he had imagined.
He calmed himself down and continued reading the information.
On it was written the school and class she was studying in. That class…He recalled that he had gone to almost all the first-year classes to look for Han Jinchu, but he had not seen him at all. He had clearly been to the class mentioned in the information.
Was it a coincidence that they didn’t meet, or…Was she deliberately avoiding him?
If it was a coincidence that they didn’t meet, that would naturally be the best. If it was intentional…
He frowned and rubbed his temples.
The autumn weather was clear and refreshing. A new day had begun at
Imperial High. The girls were chattering at the school gate but did not go in. Their gazes were all on the street in front of them, as if they were waiting for someone important..