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Nanny Zhang saw it with quick eyes and hands. She had been following Mrs. Shi, so she naturally knew that Shi Wuqing was not good at other things, but he was good at painting. Seeing the exquisiteness of the scroll, she knew that its owner was Shi Wuqing.

"Little beast, let go of the lady's painting!" She scolded sternly: "If you break it, I'll pull you out and feed it to the dogs!"

Shi Heng'an seemed to have never heard of it.

"What are you still doing? Get the lady's painting back quickly!"

"Yes!"

The servants then beat Shi Heng'an even more fiercely, trying to get him to put down the painting, but the boy, who was obviously used to being treated like this, didn't even blink.

The huge force made him unsteady and he fell to the ground awkwardly. However, the painting was well protected and not stained.

"Bring it!"

Some people beat him, and some people just grabbed it, but the young monster's tail was really flexible, and for a while, no one could succeed.

And Shi Heng'an, in such an environment, moved his tail and let the picture unfold.

He ignored the sound of fractures coming from his body and the intense pain, and stared at the painting.

The sun rises slowly in the distance, and the scroll unfolded under the early sunshine is glowing with golden light, making it look sacred and precious.

The moment the scroll is opened, the characters inside are so lifelike that one can see the artist's seriousness and care at a glance.

Whether it's the long, smooth black hair, the cold and stunning face, or the luxurious robe, they all express the painter's concern for this person.

But Shi Heng'an's eyes suddenly flashed with strong murderous intent and disgust!

With a flick of his tail, the painting hit Shi Wuqing at an extremely fast speed!

The latter was watching all this with wide eyes, his cheeks flushed due to lack of oxygen, when he was suddenly hit by the scroll, startled and almost fell down.

Shi Heng'an looked at her sinisterly: "What you drew is not me."

The scroll fell to the ground, was blown by the wind, and unfolded. The surrounding servants looked over subconsciously, and then saw a noble-looking young man.

The boy had the same face as the monster, but he didn't have a third eye, the pupils were normal, and there was no tail behind him.

He lowered his eyes slightly and looked at the appearance outside the painting. He was cold, elegant, and distinguished. Anyone who looked at him would think that he was a well-educated young master.

He and the terrifying-looking, gloomy-tempered monster in front of him were completely two different people.

[Damn, it’s so insidious! !Use this to stimulate the male protagonist! 】

【I'm furious! !Shi Heng'an had suffered so many years because of her monster appearance, and she even deliberately painted the other side of her destiny... (Crushing walnuts with bare hands)]

[This is like stabbing the hero in the heart]

[Have you recently switched to heart-killing? ?I admit that the fog cleared up when I looked down upon me. Compared with my current methods, the ones I used to play were not considered top-notch players (laughing angrily)]

【Ahhhhhhh mmp! !I think Shi Wuqing is a beast! 】

[It’s okay, it’s okay (take a deep breath) The male protagonist will soon control the power of the demon clan, and Shi Wuqing will definitely die without a whole body by then! ! (trembling with coldness)]

Along with the decrease in love value, the popularity value has quietly increased.

But Shi Wuqing didn't pay attention to this at the moment.

The young monster's eyes were so cold, even colder than the way he looked at her when he heard her insult yesterday when he was hanging from the tree.

A slight chill rose around her, Shi Wuqing lowered her eyes, avoiding the other person's eyes, she knelt down and picked up the painting.

"Brother, it's you I drew." Those words were innocent and cruel.

Shi Heng'an felt his heart beating again.

But this was different from yesterday's feeling. The beating at this moment gave him the urge to dig out his non-existent heart.

The ten fingers faintly turned into sharp claws, like a substantial dark aura wandering in the eyes.

"Miss, don't talk nonsense to this monster. He is not a human being. What can he understand?"

"The young lady is really kind-hearted, and she still misses the young master."

"..."

master.

They called that man Master.

The young master is the person in the scroll, not him, Shi Heng'an.

"Brother" is also the person on the scroll, not... him.

Shi Heng'an lowered her head. The scroll in Shi Wuqing's hand suddenly burst into flames. She quickly let go. The scroll was burned to ashes in less than two seconds.