Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

Downstairs of the rental house.

As soon as Song Qingyu got downstairs, she saw a man standing not far away.

She looked surprised and walked quickly.

"Brother, didn't you go back?"

Lin Yixuan looked at her face, which was slightly pink because of her hasty walking, smiled lightly, and said without hesitation: "I am a little worried about you."

"worry about me?"

Song Qingyu was very surprised.

"Well, you and your brother don't have a good relationship?"

Lin Yixiuan carefully paid attention to her expression, fearing that asking too many questions would make her unhappy.

Fortunately, Song Qingyu looked calm and just smiled faintly: "I am the adopted daughter of the Shen family."

It turns out she is an adopted daughter.

Lin Yixuan's eyes showed some distress.

"What's wrong, are you worried about your mother's birthday?"

"Brother, how did you know that?!" Song Qingyu was indeed thinking about what gift to give to Mother Jiang.

"Your feelings are written all over your face. If you have any worries, you can tell me. We are... friends, right?"

Lin Yixuan paused slightly, there were some things he kept in his heart.

Song Qingyu sighed: "Thank you, Senior Brother."

Mother Jiang certainly has no shortage of gold and silver jewelry, but she doesn't have that much savings, so this is a real dilemma for her.

"It's very simple. Just draw a picture yourself. I'm sure Auntie will like it very much."

Lin Yixiuan seemed to have already had an idea and answered without thinking.

Song Qingyu was stunned when he heard this.

This is indeed a good idea.

"Auntie will definitely like it as long as it's drawn by you."

Lin Yixuan reached out and patted her shoulder. "Go back and have a good sleep first, and then decide what to paint tomorrow."

"Okay, thank you, senior brother." Song Qingyu looked at Lin Yixuan blankly, and at the other party's urging, turned around and went back to the rental house.

……

A good night's sleep.

The next morning, Song Qingyu took his drawing board and went out, finding an empty classroom to start painting.

She plans to paint in watercolor, which is what she is most confident in.

After a little thought, she began.

At the back door, Lin Yixiuan stood there with a gentle expression.

He stared at Song Qingyu, his eyes seemed to be dripping with tears.

The girl was wearing a white dress, revealing her well-proportioned white calves, and her slender waist was straight.

She held the palette in one hand and the brush in the other to paint. She sometimes frowned and sometimes smiled. The scene was even cute.

Lin Yixuan's eyes suddenly fluctuated. He turned around and wanted to leave, not wanting to disturb Song Qingyu, but was caught by Song Qingyu who suddenly turned back.

"Brother! Why are you here?" She stopped what she was doing and turned her whole face towards him.

"your face……"

Lin Yixuan couldn't help but laugh and walked over with a handkerchief in his hand.

Song Qingyu was still hesitating about what happened when she felt someone gently brushing her face.

"There are watercolors. I don't know how you made them."

"Ah? I was drawing too hard and didn't pay much attention." Song Qingyu didn't take it to heart, "Brother, help me take a look. I'm almost done. How do you think it is?"

Lin Yixuan's eyes were on her just now, and he didn't pay attention to what was being drawn.

At this time, he took a closer look and was shocked.

"Xiao Yu, you can take this painting to an exhibition."

"Is it really that good?" Song Qingyu felt a little embarrassed and couldn't help but sigh in his heart that fortunately the skills he had practiced for many years were still there.

"I never give compliments indiscriminately. Xiaoyu, your painting is really good." Lin Yixuan said in a pertinent tone.

"Thank you, senior brother." She smiled brightly.

Thinking of all that he had done for her in her previous life, Song Qingyu felt a bitter pain in her heart.

She would never make the same mistake again in her life.

"Draw quickly, I'll wait for you to eat."

Lin Yixuan sat next to her, urging Song Qingyu to finish.

Song Qingyu didn't mind and just picked up the paintbrush and started.

The sunlight just happened to scatter in and cover the two of them.

Outside the window, Ning Yueqi looked at this almost perfect scene through the window with a gloomy look in her eyes.

Is this the gift Song Qingyu is going to give to Aunt Jiang?

Her eyes lingered on the painting for a long time, then she laughed.

She had figured out what to give Aunt Jiang.

……

Fine dining restaurant.

Ning Yueqi is waiting for Shen Shian.

I've been waiting for half an hour, but the person hasn't arrived yet.

Shen Shian is never late.

Especially the target is her.

"Qiqi, I'm late." Shen Shian walked over with an apologetic look on his face.

"It's okay, Brother Shian. If your company is busy, you don't have to come and have dinner with me. I can do it alone."

Ning Yueqi laughed immediately, and her previous worries disappeared instantly, "I thought it was Xiaoyu who came to see you again."

She sounded a little melancholy.

Shen Shian's heart tightened, "I said I would never leave you alone again."

Ning Yueqi quickly changed the subject, "Brother Shian, do you think it's okay for me to give Auntie a painting I drew myself?"

"Very good." Shen Shian nodded without hesitation and looked at her with a smile, "You really have a thoughtful heart."

"It's okay, Brother Shian. Auntie must have misunderstood me. Besides, Xiaoyu grew up under her care, so their relationship must be closer. It's okay."

She has suffered so much injustice yet she is still comforting herself.

Shen Shian's heart trembled violently, and when he thought of Song Qingyu's many ignorant behaviors, his eyes sank slightly.

"Qiqi, don't worry. I will never let you suffer any injustice in the future."

"I know Brother Shian, you have always been very good to me." Ning Yueqi looked at him with a smile, as if she regarded the person in front of her as the most important person.

Seeing her like this, Shen Shian took out a key from his pocket and handed it to her.

"What is this?" Ning Yueqi lowered her eyes and looked at it, already guessing what it was.

"I just bought an apartment. You'll need a place of your own in City B. This is for you."

"I do not want!"

Ning Yueqi refused directly, her tone was quite cold, "Brother Shi An, you have been very good to me, and I am living well in the dormitory now, so I really don't need it."

She didn't even give Shen Shian a chance to refuse, and said bluntly: "If you insist on giving it to me, then we won't meet again. Auntie has already given up on me. If I ask for these again, she will definitely think that I have ulterior motives in approaching you."

As Ning Yueqi spoke, tears as big as beans fell.

"Okay, okay, I'll listen to you."

Shen Shian could only take back the key helplessly.

Three days later, it was Mother Jiang’s birthday party.

Song Qingyu went back to the Shen family first that day, and Jiang Minya began to sigh as soon as she saw her.

"It's been just a few days since we last met, and you seem to have lost weight."

"Xiao Yu, can you please come back and live here? I'll ask the driver to pick you up every day. Mom wants to see you every day."

Her eyes were full of heartache, because this was her daughter whom she cherished and cherished in her heart.

Song Qingyu stopped what he was doing, but didn't dare to look back at her.

"Mom, the school schedule is very tight and it's not convenient to go back and forth. If you miss me, I will come back to see you often."

Jiang Min-ya sighed, knowing that she had made up her mind and would not change it, so it was no use trying to persuade her.

"So... do you really want to cancel your engagement with Shi An?"

"Yes, I used to be possessive. I thought that my brother grew up with me, so he was mine." Song Qingyu lowered her head and eyes, not letting Jiang Minya see her expression.

"But I understand now. My brother is my brother. He wants to get married and have children. I want to get married too, right?"

Jiang Minya shook her head, "You are not siblings, this..."

Song Qingyu interrupted her, "Mom, but I really only think of him as a brother."

With this interruption, Jiang Min-ya couldn't continue speaking.

"That's good of you to think so."

An extremely cold voice sounded at the door, and Shen Shian, wearing a black suit, suddenly appeared, his tall body leaning against the door.