Daiyu: After being reborn, who still wants to be a yandere?

A simple outing photo, with the background just blue sky and white clouds. Under the gray sky, Lin Yumu, Gu Shenzhi and their daughter, a family of three, are sitting on the grass.

At the edge of the sky, there was a young man barbecuing for everyone.

The photo was taken at a 45-degree angle, so only his profile can be seen. He has a short buzz cut, light wheat-colored skin, a sense of power, and deep, bright eyes and brows.

Too much alike, really too much alike——

Except for the clothes, hairstyle and age, everything else is exactly the same as the father in her memory.

Daiyu's fingers couldn't help but tremble violently.

She immediately saved the photo and sent it to Lin Yumu. In the chat box, she quickly typed out a series of messages:

[Aunt Yumu, do you know the man who is grilling meat in front of the grill? ]

After the call, she thought about it and felt that it was inappropriate, so she withdrew the photo and deleted all the text in the chat box one word at a time.

Lin Yumu was currently busy dealing with the preparations for the exhibition.

On the side, the agent was persuading her:

"Yumu, are you sure you want to make this painting the finale?"

Lin Yumu’s painting style is more impressionistic——

All of them are done outdoors, directly facing natural landscapes and daily life scenes, capturing changes in light and color.

The pictures focus more on expressing emotions and experiences rather than pursuing perfect details and accurate depiction.

All paintings are just scenery without people in them.

In the current painting "Home", although the scenery is still in the style of Lin Yumu, emphasizing the changes in light and color, the first visual conflict that the painting brings to the viewer is the family in the painting, which also echoes the theme -

But it’s not Lin Yumu’s style at all.

From the lines and colors, it can be seen that the painter is indeed very capable——

However, when a painter reaches a certain level, his ability becomes slightly weaker, and his personal fame can bring more value to his paintings.

Lin Yumu smiled at him gently and said:

"For this copy, the main author's name needs to be changed. I am the auxiliary author."

The agent could only shake his head and agree:

"Then let me make it clear. If this finale painting of this exhibition doesn't sell for a good price, it will have a significant impact on your other paintings."

The agent still wanted to persuade her to quit.

Lin Yumu insisted, her tone showing indifference:

"Well, I see."

Seeing that she still insisted, the agent had no choice but to say:

"Then please send me the main author's information and I will edit the introduction of the work."

Lin Yumu unlocked his phone and saw that Daiyu had just withdrawn a message:

[Daiyu, give me a copy of your personal information. I’ll need it for the exhibition introduction of the painting you made last time.

By the way, what did you just withdraw? 】

Daiyu's thoughts all stayed on that photo:

Who is the other party?

Her intuition told her that it definitely couldn't be her father. Although they looked alike, their temperaments were different. Her father was a refined and elegant man, while the man in the photo looked more youthful.

But who is he? Are there so many coincidences in this world?

She looks like Lin Yumu, and the man in the photo looks like his father...

Huang Siyu saw that Daiyu was absent-minded, so he asked:

"Sister Lin, what's wrong?"

Daiyu went to her to confirm again:

"Do I really look like Aunt Yumu?"

No wonder, when I saw her for the first time, I felt an inexplicable sense of familiarity and closeness, maybe it’s because we look similar.

After saying that, she unlocked the photos on Lin Yumu’s Moments and handed them to Huang Siyu to look at.

Huang Siyu didn't know what she was thinking. He looked at the photo and replied:

"They do look alike. They look more alike in person than in photos."

When Daiyu took back her phone, she exited her circle of friends and saw Lin Yumu's reply. She replied:

[Aunt Yumu, I received the ticket. Thank you. I will attend the event when the time comes.]

He also sent a copy of his name, school and other simple information to Lin Yumu.

**

Baihu and his group used to clean up battlefields every few days with great efficiency. Now they were just cleaning up a house, which was like using a sledgehammer to kill a fly.

In a short while, the room was tidy and bright.

After finishing all these, Baihu called Daiyu and asked where the two of them were. He just said that the cleaning was completed and asked them to go back to the house to check.

The brothers just clapped their hands, took the elevator, and moved all the cleaning tools downstairs.

Wu Zhiqiang got off work at noon. He entered the residential complex, carrying a large box of food, and hurried towards the elevator.

The cleaning lady is still cleaning the lobby on the first floor——

Wu Zhiqiang has mysophobia. He frowned and deliberately took a detour before reaching the elevator.

The elevator quickly reached the first floor. He thought to himself that he was lucky today. Just as he was about to step into the elevator:

The elevator door opens——

Then, a black vest was moved in front of him. Under his muscular body, there were tattoos, and he looked like a gangster.

Wu Zhiqiang subconsciously moved to the side, not daring to look at the other person.

I just felt like there was a "weapon" similar to a broom floating over...

He looked up hesitantly and saw burly men coming out of the elevator one after another. Some were carrying mops, some were carrying buckets, and some were holding rags...

The scene was extremely strange. Did these gangsters go to someone's house and rob someone? Are their spoils all behind them?

The cleaning lady looked at these burly men carrying advanced tools and began to doubt her life:

These days, the cleaning lady has been thinking about whether she should go for further studies and get a certificate like senior housekeeping service technician to improve herself and get a high-paying job.

At this point, she was in a dilemma:

Has the industry reached this point? A muscleless fighter is not a good housekeeper?

The cleaning lady was brave. She hesitated for a moment, but still wanted to know where these men who were "stealing her jobs" worked.

"Brother, which household are you going to clean?"

"501."

Bai Lang was walking at the end. He was holding a duster and accidentally poked Wu Zhiqiang.

Wu Zhiqiang, who was obsessed with mysophobia, could only lower his head, hearing the rumbling sound of "501" in his mind, enjoying the grace of my Lord without saying a word.

**

As for Lin Xi, she quickly contacted Xiao Ran's aunt Wang Meihua.

Wang Meihua has always believed that the original owner's family is a small family and she looks down upon them completely.

She had seen the original owner when she was engaged to Xiao Ran last time, and she had no good impression of such a petty Cinderella.

She did have some impression of Lin Xi.

This time, Wang Meihua was willing to pay attention to Lin Xi because she heard that Lin Xi was going to Yuncheng to participate in the provincial chess professional competition and the Xiao family regarded her as a candidate for Xiao Ran's future daughter-in-law.

Wang Meihua is different from Mrs. Xiao. She is a career-oriented woman who works in the art circle and has been painting since elementary school.

This time, Lin Yumu's painting exhibition will be held in Yuncheng. Wang Meihua used a lot of connections and finally got two tickets for the exhibition.

The Lin family of Yuncheng is a family of true scholars. Brother Lin Yumu is the head of the family. It is said that he will also attend this art exhibition.

He had great attainments in chess and attached great importance to talents in chess, calligraphy and painting.

Mrs. Xiao persuaded her in every possible way and listed Lin Xi's superb chess skills before Wang Meihua agreed to leave a copy of the ticket for Lin Xi.