Chapter 346 Li Ge Is Not Xi Mubai, but Bo Hancheng, Her Bodyguard!

After speaking, he looked around the room in a mess.

No one can understand what a painting means to an artist.

That's not enough, she can't understand his hard work, but it's really intolerable, she said that she hated him again and again.

Her existence affects him all the time, making him want to destroy it, but... he is reluctant to start!

"You want to kill me, why don't you let me go? Let me tell you, if you don't let me go, I'll just destroy the painting. Maybe next time... I'll demolish your house!"

It's not that Luo Zheng didn't realize that the man might be really angry, but he was trapped here and was really annoyed.

Besides, these paintings should have been destroyed in the first place, so she was right!

"This is my studio. Most of my paintings are here. In the cabinet, there are some old works from the past. If you don't want to tear it up, keep tearing it up! As for demolishing the house, if you are really capable, do whatever you want. dismantle……"

Bo Hancheng restrained his emotions and said a sentence coldly.

As the man's words fell, Luo Zheng was about to speak back.

But in the next moment, his pupils shrank slightly, as if he heard something, full of disbelief.

"Tear it out and eat it—"

After saying a word, the man turned around with a calm and handsome face.

In the end, thinking about the girl's delicate body and frail body, she also needs to be concerned about her various mentalities.

She's really a Jiaojiao, she can't beat her, she can't scold her, and now... she can't even say it!

"Bo Hancheng, what did you just say? You... say it again!"

But at this moment, Luo Zheng's voice trembled, and he opened his mouth with questioning.

Then, without even waiting for the man to answer, she hurried forward and grabbed the man's arm: "Bo Hancheng, you said... those paintings were drawn by you?"

Hearing this, Bo Hancheng's expression was still as deep as ink, and he reluctantly softened a little: "Or else? You tear up these paintings because... hate me."

Luo Zheng listened, his mind went blank, and he continued to question: "Painting...you drew it? You are Lige..."

Suddenly, this realization made Luo Zheng unable to think normally.

Bo Hancheng lowered his eyes and stared at the girl's pale face, with a rare puzzlement: "Yes, I am Lige."

"No...impossible...it's impossible! How could you be Lige? Lige shouldn't be you, he should be Xi Mubai..."

At first, what she fell in love with was not Xi Mubai, but his paintings.

Because of painting, people fall in love with him.

If Xi Mubai wasn't Li Ge, wouldn't the tragedy in her previous life be a joke from the very beginning...?

No, no, although Xi Mubai didn't admit that he was Lige.

But once, she mentioned the topic of Lige, and he never denied it!

"Bo Hancheng, you lied to me, didn't you? Tell me, you lied to me..."

Luo Zheng spoke in a mess, clenching the man's arm tightly, and his eyes were full of hope.

Seeing this, Bo Hancheng's heart suffocated, and he seemed to doubt or disbelieve the young girl, and his voice almost dropped to zero: "Oh, you really love Xi Mubai, you even want to give him my hard work, don't you?"

After a pause, the man shook his backhand, held the girl's wrist, and strode to the drawing board: "Luo Zheng, look, look carefully!"

The man said, took out a paintbrush, and flexibly turned it on his slender fingertips.

The next moment, Bo Hancheng did not hesitate to write, and quickly drew the outline of the girl!

Luo Zheng was familiar with Li Ge's style of painting, so he continued to read it like this, without waiting for the man to finish his painting, his heart sank heavily.