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Chapter 92 Painting

"Haha, I haven't seen you for five years, but you are becoming more and more sharp-tongued." Liming Yang smiled, with a faint light in his eyes, looking at Li Xiaonuan without blinking, and spoke word by word:

"It is said that watchdogs are the most loyal, but I think they are the most dangerous, because you never know when they will attack their owners."

"That's why I hate watchdogs the most!"

"I thought we were a family." Liming Yang had a hypocritical smile on his face.

It's disgusting to play the emotional card with Li Xiaonuan. The two of them know each other's true colors deeply. It's obvious that Liming Yang doesn't really intend to use such low-level means to win her over.

They were just testing each other's trump cards. She didn't know the real purpose of Liming Yang calling her here today. In short, it was absolutely impossible to just act like an uncle and nephew in front of her. Since Liming Yang didn't intend to get straight to the point,

Naturally, she had to take precautions every step of the way, carefully guarding against any of his traps.

"Mr. Li is joking, even if you and I turn into ashes after death, we will not float to the same ground." Li Xiaonuan said coldly.

Family? Haha, Li Xiaonuan seemed to have heard some very ridiculous joke.

There were two people in this world that she could trust unconditionally and open her heart to without any precautions. One was her father and the other was Liming Yang.

To Li Xiaonuan, Liming Yang was an elder who was warmer than her father and understood her thoughts better than her father. He was both a teacher and a friend.

She has many secrets that even her father doesn't know, but she can only confide them to her second uncle who is as warm as jade.

The existence of Liming Yang even once replaced the vacancy left by Li Xiaonuan after he lost his mother when he was young.

Seal the dark side of her heart in the deepest corner of her heart!

But it was the family she trusted that hurt her to the extreme. No one could understand what a devastating blow it was to Li Xiaonuan to lose two of the most important people in her life at the same time, even worse than being killed by Li Xiaonuan.

Imprisonment, mental torture, and despair.

From that time on, the demon in her heart sprouted like a seed, and now it was about to burst out of the ground. Hatred had already blinded her eyes, and she could not see anything important or as light as a feather, until Xiao Nuo's illness gave her

Li Xiaonuan sounded the alarm.

If it hadn't been for Xiao Nuo, Li Xiaonuan and Liming Yang would not have been able to sit together so calmly and test each other's sarcasm. It was Xiao Nuo who made her postpone her revenge on Liming Yang.

"You're still as rebellious as you were when you were a kid. Five years later, I'm still waiting for you to call me uncle again. When you cried and asked me for help that night, didn't you scream so loudly -" Li Mingyang said quietly,

Before he could finish his words, he was interrupted by the sound of a glass falling heavily onto the table.

"I want you to get out of the old house immediately. Can't you understand human speech? Are you worse than a dog?"

Li Xiaonuan's cell phone played a cold female voice, with a gloomy and cold face.

Blood was dripping from Li Xiaonuan's hand. It was terrifying and ferocious. When I heard Liming Yang mention that night five years ago, my heart suddenly surged with blood. I slapped the cup in my hand without thinking.

On the table, the broken glass pierced into the skin, and the pain was excruciating, but it was only one ten thousandth of the pain in my heart.

Li Xiaonuan didn't even want to maintain the most basic courtesy, and his words were extremely mean and bitter.

The anger in her heart was about to overwhelm all her reason, and she couldn't maintain the indifference on her face. How could Liming Yang dare to mention it? Even if the friendship for more than twenty years was all false and had already turned into bubbles and disappeared, she at least

——Thinking that Liming Yang would leave her a trace of dignity.

That night five years ago was forever scarred in her heart. When she saw her father lying on the ground and not breathing, she panicked and asked the person she trusted most for help.

That was the first time she spoke in twenty years. It was a subconscious chain reaction out of concern for her father.

That was her unreserved trust in Liming Yang, but what she got in exchange was cruel truths. Except for Liming Yang, no one knew that Li Xiaonuan had spoken before, and no one knew that she kept silent again because

Dawn sun.

Liming Yang destroyed the last piece of pure land in her heart, but he still dared to torture her with the only and last "Second Uncle".

Haha - very good, Liming Yang has successfully ignited the demon gene hidden deep in her heart. She doesn't want to play slowly with Liming Yang anymore. She wants to let Liming Yang feel painfully in her heart, what is despair!

Seeing Li Xiaonuan's face with a bloodthirsty smile, Liming Yang's heart skipped a beat, and the annoyance in his eyes flashed away. It wasn't until the moment Liming Yang reached the end of his life that he repented. Now what he said

Inadvertent mistake, what is lost!

At this moment, looking at Li Xiaonuan's bleeding hand, a hint of complexity flashed in Liming Yang's eyes. After all, he didn't say any more. After a long silence, he spoke again: "This is also my home."

"Oh, you think I will do something uncertain? After five years of not seeing each other, you have become stupid!"

Li Xiaonuan had a smile in his eyes, twitching the corners of his mouth, and while typing, he pulled out the last piece of the cup in his hand and played with it, like a demon in hell with a cold murderous aura all over his body.

"Did you get the house deed?" Liming Yang didn't have time to figure out why Li Xiaonuan's sudden change of temperament happened.

The words were filled with uncontrollable nervousness and disbelief.

Of course, Li Xiaonuan's subconscious nervousness did not escape Li Xiaonuan's eyes. She wanted to get her old house back, and she didn't want to hide the matter of the house deed from Liming Yang, but she was a little surprised by Liming Yang's reaction. It seemed that there was a trace of expectation?

"Where did you find the house deed? Was it in a painting?" Liming Yang asked again with eager eyes.

Li Xiaonuan suddenly laughed:

"Painting?" Liming Yang's first reaction was not to ask about the house deed, but the painting. It can be seen that for Liming Yang, the painting is more important than the house deed.

Although Li Xiaonuan didn't know the special meaning of the painting that disgusted her, she was suddenly glad that Ji Xinglan didn't burn the painting that day.

She seems to be about to catch Liming Yang's weakness.

Liming Yang also realized that he was too emotional, his face changed, he clenched his fists, and returned to his usual gentle and elegant look, but after all, he was a little less calm!

"That painting was painted by your father himself. I thought it had been burned long ago, but I didn't expect you to find it! It seems that you are very lucky and got the ownership of the old house, but you don't want me to move out.

It’s so easy!”

What Liming Yang said was true. Although she had obtained the ownership, Liming Yang had also lived in the old house for nearly thirty years. She could not drive people away with just one word. It would be difficult to tell where she was.

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"But you and I can have a fight with my uncle and nephew. My second uncle is willing to be beautiful as an adult!" Liming Yang changed the subject and looked at Li Xiaonuan with burning eyes.

"I'll give you my old house, and you give me that painting." Liming Yang didn't hide the importance he attached to that painting anymore. Xiao Nuan was very smart, and his subconscious reaction just now definitely couldn't escape her eyes. In this case, why not
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