A pampered young lady from a prestigious family, pampered by her childhood sweetheart, a CEO.

Luo Yunqi chuckled, "It's impossible to not go home until we're drunk. I wonder who it is that on days when there's no fun, they have to be in bed by 10 o'clock sharp."

Wen Qing "..."

This person is so annoying!!

"Yaoyao, aren't you going to do something about Luo Yunqi? No matter what, I'm practically the sister he watched grow up, or even if we put that aside, I'm still part of your family. What kind of attitude is this? Are you unhappy? If you're unhappy, then let him keep quiet."

Wen Qing excitedly sent a long string of voice messages, several pitiful emojis, and patted Luo Yunqi and Xu Shuli.

Xu Shuli found it amusing. Xiao Fang brought her breakfast and a glass of orange juice, which she often drank. "Miss, breakfast is here. There was a phone call just now, it sounded like Mr. Jiang. The housekeeper said someone was looking for you."

"Hmm? What did they talk about?"

If the teacher needed to see her, he would have called her directly; why would it be her home phone number?

"Mr. Jiang said that the painting you left in his room last time had an accident and he would like you to go and see it as soon as possible."

The painting left in the teacher's studio is her first draft for this painting competition. It hasn't been polished, retouched, or framed yet. What kind of accident will happen to her painting?

"I understand. You can go now. I'll call the teacher later."

"Yes."

Their small group chat had grown quite tall. Xu Shuli glanced at it briefly, then quickly ate her breakfast.

Xu Shuli: I have some things to discuss with you all later.

Luo Yunqi, who had just signed his name, saw the message she sent. When he sent her a private message but she didn't reply immediately, he guessed what was going on. He then asked Fang Ming to drive the car to the company building so he could pick her up.

How could he let her face this alone when something happened? He had already vowed in his heart that he would never let her fall into a helpless and isolated situation again.

With something on her mind, Xu Shuli took advantage of the fact that nothing major was happening and made a phone call to Mr. Jiang.

"Yaoyao, it's me... You finally answered the phone. I didn't know how to tell you this. You left your first draft for the painting competition in my studio. I went to see it this morning, but your painting has been completely destroyed."

"..."

My heart, which had been a little nervous just moments before, turned completely cold at that moment.

No one can remain expressionless or indifferent after hearing that their carefully designed painting has been destroyed.

The anger in her heart naturally surfaced. She was usually gentle and quiet, but Xiao Fang, who came to clean up the breakfast, was worried when she saw her like this.

"Young Miss, are you unhappy?"

"I am fine."

Xu Shuli shook her head, smoothed her clothes with her hands, and tucked the soft strands of hair that fell over her shoulders behind her ears.

"I'm going out for a bit. If anyone is looking for me, just tell them to call me."

"Yes."

Xu Shuli walked out, but her phone kept ringing.

"Teacher, may I ask if you have surveillance cameras installed where you are?"

Mr. Jiang "..."

"Yaoyao, there really isn't one, but don't worry, I will definitely find out who went so far as to ruin your painting."

He is a proud and arrogant painter, and an internationally renowned master of traditional Chinese painting. He values ​​his privacy and would never install a surveillance camera in his house that could be spied on by others.

"Teacher, I'd like to ask if there are security cameras installed in your hallway? Or is it possible to see who went to your house today from downstairs in the building?"

As she walked out, she had just reached the community garden when Luo Yunqi stood straight in front of her, breathing slightly heavily. He was always in good physical condition, and it was clear that he was indeed very nervous.

“Yaoyao…”

"you…"

He was still at work before she dialed the number, so how did he suddenly appear in front of her so quickly?

"I told you I wouldn't let you face this situation alone again. I don't want to, and I can't bear to."

Luo Yunqi knew she hadn't hung up the phone. He pointed to the phone and then took her hand, not daring to be too arrogant, only holding her wrist.

"Yaoyao, this time it was the teacher's fault. The teacher wasn't vigilant enough, which led to the problem with your painting. Don't worry, I've already contacted the property management of the community and I'll make sure they pull up all the surveillance footage for me."

Mr. Jiang was filled with guilt and remorse. How could he have been so careless? Knowing how important the painting was, why didn't he lock the studio door? Who could be so ruthless?

Destroying an artist's work is tantamount to destroying her career.

"Teacher, this is not your fault. Don't be in such a hurry. I'll come to you right now."

Xu Shuli lowered her eyes, hiding her sorrowful gaze, and hung up the phone. Luo Yunqi tightened his grip.

"Yaoyao, I think I know the general situation now. Don't worry, I've already sent Fang Ming and the people from the design and technical departments over there."

Luo Yunqi helped the person into the car, then walked around to the other side of the car, got in, and quickly drove away.

Xu Shuli remained silent the entire way, quietly watching the street scenes flash by outside the window. Luo Yunqi understood and felt a pang of sympathy for her sacrifices.

"Don't worry, Yaoyao, I will definitely find a way to catch the person behind this sabotage. You have to believe in yourself too."

"..."

"Yaoyao, don't put so much pressure on yourself. There's still a month left in this painting competition. Let's start over."

Luo Yunqi felt sorry for her looking like this, and remained silent, always looking out the window quietly. It was hard for him not to think of the past, when he left, whether she had the same expression and behavior.

“Yaoyao…”

"Brother Yunqi, drive carefully, I'm fine."

As soon as Xu Shuli spoke, Luo Yunqi knew that she had probably calmed down. The car was fast and steady. As soon as Xu Shuli got out of the car, she saw Mr. Jiang standing at the entrance of the community with a guilty look on his face.

Like a child who has done something wrong, he appears slightly guilty and ashamed when questioned by adults.

"teacher…"

"Yaoyao, you're here. I really feel so sorry for you. This painting was perfectly fine in my room, how could someone have destroyed it? But I'm like a headless fly right now, I don't even have anyone to suspect."

"teacher…"

Xu Shuli chuckled lightly, her smile serene. "Since it's already happened, there's no point in saying anything more. Since someone deliberately sabotaged it, we'll slowly find out who that person is. The painting was just destroyed; I can repaint it. Teacher, don't think about it so much."

Luo Yunqi pursed his lips, his sharp dark gray suit making him tall and imposing. Standing beside Xu Shuli, he seemed like her guardian angel.

"Teacher, take us to see the art studio. Maybe we can find some clues there."

She stood there, her brows and eyes cold and aloof. Her oval face was small and fair, her complexion like a peach blossom, her eyes like a galaxy. It was a pity that there was no warmth in her eyes now. Her hair was loose, black and straight, with stray strands sticking to her face, making her skin appear even whiter.

She remained calm, as if nothing could make her nervous or uneasy. She stepped forward and took Teacher Jiang's hand.

"Teacher, let's go inside. It's late autumn and the wind is strong."