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277. Chapter 277 Yan Xiyue Delivers Paintings

She looked up at him with a firmness in her eyes, "I looked at Han San Shao, but I no longer had that kind of throbbing in my heart. Instead, when I think of you... my heart is very hot. Shangguan Linghao, I think

,I'm in love with you!"

I think I fell in love with you...

Shangguan Linghao didn't know what language to use to express his inner surging moment, so he just lowered his head and kissed her deeply.

He knew that she would belong entirely to him, because:

No one will love her more than me, and no one will treat her better than me, so since I meet her, it is destined to be mine and no one can take it away.

*******

Last night, I was so entangled with Mian and Bai Hanxin got up with her body that was about to fall apart, wanting to go out to see Mr. Han San.

I originally had yesterday's greetings, but I didn't have time last night and couldn't get out of it.

"Grandma, someone is looking for you."

The servant came to knock on the door.

Bai Hanxin was changing her clothes and said in confusion: "Who will come to find me at home?" Could it be Fang Xueyan?

That's impossible...

Fang Xueyan cannot choose to appear now.

Even the Shangguan family.

"I got it, I'll go down now." After putting on her clothes, she turned around and walked out.

After walking out of the room and looking down from the corridor upstairs, I could vaguely see the back of a woman in the huge living room.

strangeness.

But I seem to have seen it somewhere.

After she went downstairs, she walked towards the living room and was approaching...

The woman may have heard her footsteps and turned slowly, her beautiful little face and peach blossom red lips slightly raised.

"Mrs. Shangguan is dressing up when she goes out?"

"So it's you!" Bai Hanxin's eyebrows were slightly bent, her eyes were filled with joy, and she walked over quickly, sitting on the sofa opposite, "When I was in the gallery before, I couldn't talk to you, and I feel very sorry.



Yan Xiyue curled her lips and smiled, "What a pity, we have a lot of time, we can talk about it when we are tired of it. Where is your wolf?"

Bai Hanxin was stunned and then reacted.

"Are you here to find Shangguan?"

"Of course not, what should I do for him?" Yan Xiyue shook her head, reached out and took a rectangular box placed on the table in front of her, and pushed down Bai Hanxin opposite her, "I came to find you specifically,

Be entrusted by someone to give this to you.”

Bai Hanxin looked at the box intently without saying a word; she was silent for a while, then raised her eyes and looked at Yan Xiyue, "Is he leaving?"

Yan Xiyue nodded, "I just came back from the airport. He said he was born in S City, but in the end he found that S City was like a shelter, and he was destined not to belong here."

Therefore, in Bai Hanxin's life, he was destined to be just a passerby.

Bai Hanxin reached out and took the box over and held it in her hand, feeling heavy.

I don’t know if the things inside are too heavy or the heart is too heavy.

"Where it goes doesn't matter, just live and happiness is good. He is still the third young master of Han Hanxin's lifelong life."

It has nothing to do with love between men and women.

He is her closest relative in her life.

She opened the box and contained a painting.

It has almost the same artistic conception as the painting she bought in Paris before, except that there is an extra woman's back in the painting.

Bai Hanxin understood that the back in the painting was hers.

Mr. Han has handed over all the past.

This painting should be painted by Bai Hanxin, so I gave it to Bai Hanxin.

“The real letting go is to remove the root of love.”
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