Reborn, she saved the boy who was bullied to death

"My mother asked me to give this to you." Min Zhiheng raised the corners of his mouth slightly.

As if he had already seen through Shang Qing's doubts, his voice was low and soft, which made people feel favorable towards him.

Shang Qing heard this and quickly waved her hand, saying seriously, "No, this is too valuable. I can't accept it. I asked, and the staff said it's Aunt Ning's favorite painting and it's not for sale. I can't take it away from someone."

Her attitude was firm and there was no room for negotiation.

Seeing this, Min Zhiheng's smile did not disappear, but became even brighter.

He smiled nonchalantly and said softly, "My mother once said that a true friend is hard to come by. Your liking for it is the best destination for this painting."

"Besides, I still have to choose my dress from you. This is like bribing the designer."

His tone was light-hearted and humorous, with a hint of sarcasm, which made people smile.

After hearing what Min Zhiheng said, Shang Qing was a little amused and helpless.

She knew Min Zhiheng was joking, but she still felt that such a gift was too expensive and she was embarrassed to accept it.

So, she shook her head again and said, "This is really not possible. I can't accept such an expensive gift."

Seeing this, Min Zhiheng glanced at Ji Xun who was quietly listening to their conversation, and a cunning look flashed in his eyes.

He handed the painting in his hand to Ji Xun who was standing beside him, raised his eyebrows and smiled, "Sister Qingqing likes this painting very much."

Min Zhiheng turned to Shang Qing and emphasized, "This opportunity is rare. If I take it back, I won't be able to buy it even if I have money."

His eyes fell on Ji Xun, as if suggesting that he accept the painting.

Ji Xun originally didn't want to accept the painting. After all, it was a gift from Min Zhiheng's mother, and he felt something was wrong.

However, when he heard Min Zhiheng say that this was Shang Qing's favorite painting, his heart couldn't help but move.

He glanced at Shang Qing and saw a hint of hesitation and entanglement on her face.

Obviously she also has a special feeling for this painting.

Ji Xun's hesitation was only for a moment. He tightened his grip on the painting and never let go.

He took the painting, smiled and said to Min Zhiheng, "Then I'd like to trouble Mr. Min to convey his gratitude to Ms. Ning."

Glancing at the paintings created by Ji Xun, Shang Qing felt a little helpless and wanted to refuse again, but swallowed the words back.

She knew that it was inappropriate to refuse now, and she didn't want to embarrass Min Zhiheng and Ji Xun.

So, she could only sigh silently and thought to herself: "Forget it, I'll just take it for now."

Giving the dress to Aunt Ning will be a form of repayment.

After all, Aunt Ning is really a very special person. She is beautiful, elegant and cute, making people want to get close to her.

Shang Qing's love for Aunt Ning comes from the heart.

If Shang Qing didn't know that Aunt Ning's son was already so grown up, she probably wouldn't have been able to help but call her sister.

After all, whose aunt can look so young?

After returning to your residence.

Shang Qing couldn't wait to open the painting.

With the help of Ji Xun, she carefully unfolded the scroll.

When the painting was fully revealed before his eyes, Shang Qing was so surprised to be able to touch it so closely that his mouth couldn't close and his hands couldn't help but tremble.

"Auntie Ning and Brother Zhiheng are so nice."

Shang Qing couldn't help but exclaim, her voice full of surprise and emotion.

Her eyes were fixed on the painting, as if she was attracted by the scene in the painting and could not look away.

However, just when Shang Qing was immersed in surprise, just a few simple words successfully made the boy next to her jealous.

Although he tried hard to control his emotions, the sour feeling continued to spread in his heart.

However, Ji Xun did not let his emotions show on his face.

He knew that Shang Qing was so happy and excited at the moment, and he absolutely could not be the one to spoil her fun.

More importantly, he must never let Shang Qing realize that he is a jealous person.

After all, in the young lady's mind, he has always been that pure and gentle being like the breeze and the bright moon.

The young lady said: He is like the first ray of sunshine in the morning, warm and soft, making her feel extremely comfortable and at ease.

"Sister, do you particularly like this painting?"

Ji Xun asked with a smile, his tone as calm as possible, not revealing the slightest bit of abnormality.

However, only he himself knew that his heart had already been in turmoil.

Because of this painting, he saw different emotions.

In his opinion, his little sister has always been an optimistic and happy person.

But the emotions conveyed by this painting are too complicated.

Shang Qing replied happily, "Of course! I love it so much."

"In fact, when I first saw this painting, I was deeply attracted to it."

"Today, I specifically asked the staff, but unfortunately they said the painting is not for sale. I am still very disappointed."

"I never thought Aunt Ning would give it to me!"

Her voice was filled with joy and excitement, as if she had received the most precious gift in the world.

Shang Qing gently stroked the painting, as if it were an extremely precious treasure, afraid that she would accidentally dirty or damage it.

Her movements were gentle and careful, as if the painting were made of silk as thin as a cicada's wing.

Then she took out her cell phone from her pocket and quickly tapped on the keyboard.

Ji Xun's eyes inadvertently swept across the screen of his mobile phone and caught a glimpse of the note - "Brother Monster".

A sour feeling suddenly surged in his heart, which made him feel a little uneasy.

Obviously, Shang Qing was sending a message of thanks to Min Zhiheng.

Ji Xun took a deep breath and tried to calm himself down.

He told himself that it was just a minor incident and he shouldn't care so much about it.

However, even though he comforted himself in this way, the uncomfortable feeling in his heart still lingered.

Trying hard to hide the jealousy that flashed through his eyes, Ji Xun said in his usual gentle voice, "Sister, where are you going to hang this painting?"

"I want to hang it in my studio." Shang Qing answered without hesitation, as if she had been brewing this decision in her mind for a long time.

After all, how could one not place a painting one loves so much in the place one loves most?

Upon hearing this, Ji Xun naturally agreed without hesitation.

"By the way, sister, do you really not need me to accompany you tomorrow?"

Slender white fingers shuttled through the inky hair, and the tiny sound of the hair dryer echoed in the quiet room.

"Ah?" Shang Qing looked at Ji Xun in confusion. She was distracted just now and didn't notice what Ji Xun said.

After saving her, she turned off the hair dryer and asked again, "Isn't it Yingxiao's birthday party tomorrow? Sister, do you really not want me to accompany you?"

"No, no. After all, they're a group of BJD doll girls. It's not appropriate for a boy like you to go." Shang Qing smiled, pinched his chin with her fingers, and kissed his beautiful lips. "Besides, girls are all obsessed with looks. I'll be jealous then."

The boy who thought he couldn't accompany Shang Qing had his ears red with jealousy.

My sister is jealous of me. That's great.