??Chapter 453: Chapter 453: Especially Honest
Chapter 453: Chapter 453: Especially Honest
Did she realize that her secret was not sothing that could be exposed?
She saw the unease in his deep eyes and couldn’t help but be taken aback. What was he anxious about? Yet, his mood still affected her, and she, uncharacteristically subdued, bowed her head and said softly, “I understand, I’ll be careful.”
But she hadn’t realized that by saying this, wasn’t she admitting that she indeed had secrets that shouldn’t be known?
I’ll be careful.
To carefully hide her secret.
ng Xinian was extrely intelligent and deduced so information from her words, his gaze more complex than before.
Oh God, just what kind of little wife had he casually brought ho?
Now he dared not let her go even more.
Chiang Xiaoxiao, with so many secrets, could she still be safe and sound with soone else? Better she stay obediently as a little girl in his house.
Chiang Xiao had not expected that because of her secret, ng Xinian had beco even more determined to keep her by his side.
However, years later, when she learned of ng Xinian’s thoughts, she was touched beyond asure.
By then, Tyrant ng had turned into Tyrant ng, shalessly exploiting her emotional state, satisfying many of his desires for half a month every night, wearing Chiang Xiao out.
Anyway, having already told him she would be careful, Chiang Xiaoxiao imdiately forgot her promise and promptly dragged him aside to continue their whispered consultation.
“Actually, there’s another secret in the Autumn Scenery Painting that I assu they haven’t discovered. If that particular detail hadn’t been painted, the Autumn Scenery Painting wouldn’t truly be Ye Qiuyun’s work.”
ng Xinian just couldn’t handle her anymore. He felt utterly powerless and pinched her cheek, “Have you really seen the Autumn Scenery Painting?”
“Mmm, I have, and it was the original work,” Chiang Xiao told him very sincerely.
“That original, it isn’t in your house, is it?”
“How could that be? That painting, do you know how much it’s worth? If I had that painting, would I still need to live so poorly?” Chiang Xiao looked at him with disdain.
ng Xinian, itching with irritation, said, “You talk as if you would actually sell it for money if you really had the painting.”
Chiang Xiao: “Uh…”
Right.
If she truly had the painting, she definitely wouldn’t bring herself to sell it. So, the painting remains a painting, and she remains poor.
“Then where did you see it?” ng Xinian tugged at her hair, his voice very low, his mouth right by her ear.
Kuang Yun Xian turned around and saw them whispering intimately behind everyone’s backs, once again stunned.
What exactly was Chiang Xiao to ng Xinian?
He had never seen anyone so intimate with ng Xinian, and moreover, his gaze actually held a hint of… doting?
The scholars and painters around him were arguing so vehently that his ears were buzzing. He rubbed his temples and then said, “Then do any of you gentlen have any good solutions?”
One of the elders, sowhat angrily, said, “Mr. Kuang, as the vice president of the association, why don’t you decide on this matter? Whatever solution you co up with, we’ll follow. Anyway, if this matter isn’t settled well, it’s not just the association’s reputation that’s at stake, but your own dignity won’t be spared either.”
His words were quite heated, and the atmosphere imdiately beca tense.
Mr. Kuang maintained his refined deanor and responded, “Since that is the case, gentlen, perhaps you should return and rest for now. With a month left before the competition ends, we really don’t need to rush. I will also think of a solution here and will inquire in the Capital City with my teacher. I will inform everyone if there is any progress.”
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