The world's most sassy sweet wife

Yu Ziqing turned around abruptly, "Try moving her?"

He gave him a warning look and left indifferently.

The corner of He Xuanchen's lips curled into an evil smile of unknown meaning, "What has this woman gone through to make such a transformation? It's interesting."

Yu Ziqing thought about the work in the studio, and immediately dialed Chang Song's cell phone number.

Chang Song's first sentence was to ask, "Sister, have you finished drawing the manuscript?"

Yu Ziqing: "...I'm sorry I've been a little busy recently. I heard something about the studio. How are you doing now? Are you injured?"

If this person wants to be so dedicated, the first sentence is a reminder.

Chang Song was silent for a few seconds, then said with a smile, "It's okay, sister, we've known each other for several years, don't you worry about my work?"

Yu Ziqing could hear the bitterness in his tone, and felt a little guilty, "Okay, you go first."

Back home, I had dinner with Mother Jiang, the three children and others, and then locked myself in the study.

She took out a tablet dedicated to drawing and began to design sketches.

When she turned her attention away from the tablet, she realized that it was past two o'clock in the morning.

The composition and color tone have been basically determined, and the next step is to refine it. She felt a little tired, so she got up and moved around, and went back to the room after washing.

Lying on the bed, looking at the ceiling quietly, many things flashed through my mind.

It suddenly occurred to me that I went to the art museum to sign in today, and I haven't seen the rewards yet.

At that time, she wanted to admire Master Fang Jue's paintings, and she was so excited that she didn't pay attention to the sign-in reward reminder in her head.

At this time, she found that her system account had increased by [-] gold coins, and there are now a total of [-] gold coins.

Open the mall, and more than 100 first-order item columns have turned into colors, indicating that as long as there are enough gold coins, they can be purchased.

However, she found that the system was just to lure her to take a look. Except for the mask that sold for ten gold coins, the others were more than fifty.

But there was one thing that caught her attention.

Unlucky Talisman - After using it on the target, you can experience different degrees of unlucky events. Special reminder: this item has a fatal risk.

"This is good, I can use it on He Xuanchen when I buy it." Yu Ziqing muttered.

The selling price is 100 gold coins!

Thatched Cottage - can be placed in the real world or in portable space.

"This one is also good. It can be used as a storage room in the portable space. Putting all important things here is much safer than a safe."

Price: 50 gold coins!

There are all kinds of weird things in it, some are more metaphysical, and some are life-like.

But she is so poor!

She sighed, and glanced at the portable space again.

The longevity fruit has germinated, and it seems to be growing well, but I don't know how long it will take to bloom and bear fruit.

Mother's necklace is also placed in the space together with the jewelry box, but this space looks rather desolate.

It seems that she still has to work hard to sign in and decorate the space well.

Glancing at the tablet at the head of the bed, I put it into the space with a thought.

A few hours later, it was dawn.

After she had breakfast, she went out, and after signing in according to the tasks issued by the system, she decided to go to the studio to find out the situation.

When she called Chang Song yesterday, she knew that Chang Song hadn't told her the truth.

It happened because of her, she couldn't ignore it.

She found the address of the studio in the mailbox, and was surprised. She didn't expect their studio to be in the old house where Jiang Ma used to live.

When I got downstairs, I saw the dilapidated residents upstairs with the words "Demolition".

Yu Ziqing suddenly felt so sad!So guilty!

Her working partner actually struggled for her dream and life in such an environment.

She herself just draws pictures and takes money every day, and doesn't care about anything.

Just as he was about to dial his normally loose cell phone, he heard a series of hurried footsteps behind him.

"He must hand over his address today!"

"Brother, what if he still refuses to pay?"

"Don't hand it in? Then he will be crippled! The boss said, just leave your mouth open, and take off your arms and legs! It's time to let him know that it hurts."

They hurried past Yu Ziqing and entered the corridor first.

Yu Ziqing only heard the sound of treading footsteps, and they stopped probably on the fifth floor.

She felt that these people were most likely to cause trouble for Chang Song, so she hurriedly followed.

On the fifth floor, the door of a house was opened wide, and there were sounds of beating, beating and cursing.

Yu Ziqing walked in.

The house was in a mess, everything seen was destroyed, and the display panel and the table were thrown to the ground.

The sound came from another room.

Snapped!
A loud slap.

Pointing at the face of the young man who was kneeling on the ground with a streamlined cut head, he almost poked into the young man's eyes.

"Do you want to talk about it? I heard that a picture you draw with your hands can sell tens of thousands? If I scrap it for you, how will you make money in the future? Do you have to paint with your feet and sell it on the street?"

The young man who was beaten was held down by the other two forcefully, but his eyes were firm, and he was neither humble nor overbearing. Even though he was slapped in the face, blood oozing from the corner of his mouth, his expression showed no sign of flinching or fear.

He looked at Bancuntou stubbornly, "If it's a man, hurry up and do it, haw haw, what the hell are you an eunuch?"

Snapped!
Bancuntou slapped the young man again, and cursed viciously, "Damn you! Bring the knife! Chop off his hands!"

Yu Ziqing rushed over with one stride, kicking them all away with one kick.

In the next 3 minutes, Bancuntou went through life-threatening beatings and devastation.

When Yu Ziqing stopped, he spat out a mouthful of blood with a puff, and there were four or five teeth lying on the ground.

Yu Ziqing looked at him coldly, "I hate trash like you the most."

Bancuntou and his buddies were already pale with fright and dared not move.

This world is too mysterious!

How could a woman be so good at fighting?

Too exaggerated, right?
Yu Ziqing said coldly, "Who is your boss?"

"Our boss is Xu Tianba!" A young man blurted out in fright, with only one thought in his mind, flee here quickly!

Yu Ziqing groaned with great interest, this Xu Tianba is indeed the little overlord of Jiangcheng, doing all these stupid things.

"Our boss owns a game company. He heard that there is a very good painter named Dark Gray in this studio, so he wants us to come here and ask for Dark Gray's address."

Yu Ziqing kicked her head, "Call Xu Tianba."

Bancuntou took the phone from his pocket, and tremblingly dialed Xu Tianba's phone number.

Yu Ziqing snatched the phone, and then heard Xu Tianba swearing, and asked, "Is it done? If you can't do it, get out!"

Yu Ziqing said calmly, "Xu Tianba, if you dare to let your people harass them again, I will smash your company and castrate you."

Xu Tianba was stunned for a moment, and cursed, "Who the hell are you? What kind of onion are you? You dare to threaten me. Come on, I want to see how you smashed my company and castrated me. I really think Is my little overlord in the capital randomly sealed?"

The corners of Yu Ziqing's lips curled slightly, "Don't worry, I'll be there soon."

"No, who are you?" Xu Tianba was at a loss, but felt that the woman's voice sounded familiar.

"Your ancestor." Yu Ziqing finished speaking and hung up the phone.

She asked Bancuntou to give the address of Xu Tianba's company, and snapped, "Aren't you leaving?"

A few people ran out like shit.

Yu Ziqing stood by the window and saw that the people downstairs had hurriedly left.

She didn't look back, and asked quietly, "How are you? Do you need to go to the hospital?"

This studio is actually built with two bedrooms and a living room, with a total of less than twenty desks.

The young man is in his early twenties and looks about the same age as Yu Ziqing.

He smiled bitterly and said, "I'm fine, thank you just now. I've been seeing your videos on the Internet recently, I didn't expect you to be more beautiful than the videos..."

Yu Ziqing looked back at him and smiled, "It's more brutal than the video?"