Leng Zhao stood nearby, but cold sweat broke out on his forehead - Young Master Di was angry!

"Leng Zhao!"

Suddenly, there was a sharp shout!

Leng Zhaohou ordered him to respectfully walk to the emperor's side.

"Burn that painting for me."

"Yes, Young Master Emperor."

——!!!

Lin Nuanxi watched Leng Zhao obey the order and took down the painting from the wall, turned around and wanted to walk out.

"Wait!" Lin Nuanxi ran to the door and stopped Leng Zhao.

He wanted to burn this painting, but he didn't even bother to discuss it?

"Mr. Di Shao, I have already returned the money to you, why do you have to force yourself to do something difficult?"

"Forcing others to do something difficult? Miss Lin didn't read the auction contract carefully?" Young Master Di smiled coldly and stood up from the sofa.

A huge long black shadow enveloped Lin Nuanxi's whole body.

The suffocating feeling of oppression becomes even stronger!

"The moment the Kou Zhang deal ends, this painting becomes mine. You can break the contract if you want, but..."

"..."

"You have to pay me double the liquidated damages, which is 100 million!"

One, one hundred million?!

She, Lin Nuanxi, is not even a third-rate painter, she is just an ordinary university art teacher.

Working hard every day for a meager salary.

Even if she has a meal at "Pizza Hut", Lin Nuanxi still has to calculate whether her living expenses are enough.

She is not a wealthy young master like the emperor in front of her.

The plot of a novel in which CEO Gao Fushuai meets Sisi Xiaobaicai?

What kind of international joke are you kidding?

Lin Nuanxi knew how much she weighed.

One hundred million yuan would cost her her life!

Or is this just a threat measurement used by wealthy people?

Lin Nuanxi was not frightened, her clear eyes were calm and calm.

"Mr. Di Shao, this is a castle villa covering an area of ​​at least a hundred hectares. You can see masterpieces of Van Gogh, Michelangelo, and Da Vinci everywhere inside. Mr. Di Shao, why do you have to deal with a man who is not even a third-rate painter?"

Are people competing with each other?"

"..."

"One hundred million yuan may not be a big deal to a person of your status. However, for me, it is money that I will never earn in my life. You know very well that I cannot afford to pay back one hundred million yuan!

"Lin Nuanxi knows that this young emperor is not short of money.

He is playing.

Being condescending and playing with her with absolute rights, worrying about stimulation and mental humiliation and oppression!

Despite the overwhelming aura on his body, Lin Nuanxi's eyes were still firm and clear.

The woman in front of me should be polite first and then fight.

Young Master Di's expression evoked a hint of amusement.

Leaning down, Young Master Di raised his hand to touch her chin.

"Your eyes are so beautiful..." The deep voice was full of magnetism, as if it had magic power.

Bingyi pointed his finger at his belly and gently touched her eyes.

There is no trace of temperature.

"The bright and soft eyes can almost draw people into the gorgeous and warm world of sunshine."

"..."

"This is why Yuan Mian is lost in your world and cannot come out."

Yuan Mian?!

Young Master Di's extremely indifferent words made Lin Nuanxi's whole body tremble!

A look of pain flashed across her delicate little face.

"After all, what charm does it have in you that you can charm my subordinates to the point where they are willing to die for you?"

Young Master Di suddenly changed the focus of the topic, causing a flash of surprise on Lin Nuanxi's face.

The man in front of me actually knows Yuan Mian?!

and……

"Yuan Mian..."

Lin Nuanxi never thought that Yuan Mian was actually a subordinate of "Young Emperor"!

Until now, Yuan Mian had never mentioned anything about himself in front of Lin Nuanxi.

However, Lin Nuanxi could sense that Yuan Mian was not a simple person.

A person who never expresses his feelings easily will only express them through actions.

Three months ago.

Prepare for Lin Nuanxi’s twenty-fourth birthday.

Yuan Mian, there was an accident on the highway——

Even the car and the people rolled down the cliff, and not even the body was found.

Thinking of this, Lin Nuanxi's breathing became painful!

She knew Yuan Mian loved her, but——

She cannot and cannot respond to his love.

No one said anything, no one asked.

The ambiguous friendship had no answer until Yuan Mian's accident.

Heart hurts!

Stop——

Now is not the time to feel sad.

The purpose of her coming here today is to get her "Rose Girl" picture back.

Lin Nuanxi took a deep breath, raised her head and looked directly at Young Master Di.

"...You have lost one of your outstanding subordinates, Master Di, because of me, so you are making things difficult for me?"

"Embarrassed?" The emperor chuckled lightly, he was so handsome!

"I always respect other people's choices. Of course, that includes my subordinates."

"..."

"Choose suicide or be killed."

——!!!

What does Mr. Di’s words mean?

Could it be that the car accident was not an accident, but Yuan Mian's choice to commit suicide?!

Yes, Yuan Mian's skills are extraordinary.

Just a car accident, he could have avoided it with his own abilities.

but……

Finally, the moment he pushed her out of the car with a calm smile...

There was giving up in his eyes.

Raising his head suddenly, Lin Nuanxi's clear and bright starry eyes came into view of the young emperor.

There was uneasiness in her eyes!

Fear...

pain……

anger……

A trace of emotion flashed across Young Master Di's eyes.
Chapter completed!