Chapter 603 I Like the Color of Blood

"Hurry up!" He said to Yu Qinghuan.

Yu Qinghuan shuttled among the rows of hangers, and picked out a few bright red skirts.

She compared the size with her hands, and only kept the ones she felt fit.

Carter wondered: "Why are they all red?"

Yu Qing smiled and looked at him: "Don't you think...they look like the color of blood?"

Carter was shocked, and a chill crawled to the vest.

"I like the color of blood." Yu Qing said with a smile.

"...I bought it if I liked it."

Carter took a deep breath. There seems to be nothing wrong with a killing machine liking blood.

Walking out of the underground shopping mall, Yu Qinghuan raised his head and looked at the dazzling sunlight in the sky, his eyes suddenly got wet.

Before she became what she is now, she certainly didn't like to wear red.

But, there is no going back to the past.

She has no right to possess those pure colors.

...

Sheng Nanxuan took Gong Mo to Yu's house again, and the people in Yu's house welcomed him very much. Especially Yu Zhengming and Wu Surong were very happy.

Wu Surong said: "You didn't come here after last time, I thought you were disgusted!"

"Where is it?" Gong Mo said, "It's just that you don't want to disturb us rashly. I'm afraid there will be too many, and you will despise us."

"How come? I wish you could live here!" Wu Surong said.

Min Ling said: "If you have time, you can come here. Usually there is no one at home, so it's strangely deserted."

Wu Surong nodded: "Since they started working, they have all bought houses outside. They usually don't bother to come back, as if I'm afraid I'll bother them! But on weekends, everyone will come back to have dinner, and you will also come in the future, everyone is good Lively and lively."

Gong Mo looked at Sheng Nanxuan, and Sheng Nanxuan nodded: "Okay, I'll come here when I have time. How about I come here at least once a week from now on? If grandma finds it annoying, I'll come here once a month."

"Once a week!" Wu Surong said hastily, "That's the deal! Once a week, only more, no less!"

"Okay~" Sheng Nanxuan nodded with a smile.

It wasn't until after lunch that Sheng Nanxuan asked the elders for Yu Qinghuan's photo.

Wu Surong suddenly became annoyed: "I was too busy talking about other things last time, so I forgot. Your mother loved taking pictures when she was young, and there are many photos. I even drew a few portraits of her."

"Can I have a portrait?"

"Choose one if you like it!"

Wu Surong has her own study. Because she often paints, the study is more like a studio, except that there is half more space for bookshelves and antiques.

After entering the study, Wu Surong opened the cabinet and took out several photo albums: "It's all here."

Sheng Nanxuan opened it and saw that the photos were a bit old, but they were still clear.

In the photo, Yu Qinghuan is wearing light-colored clothes and her hair is as black as ink, either wrapped or tied up—sometimes tied into a ponytail, which looks pretty and lively; sometimes with twin ponytails hanging by her ears, fresh and lovely; Braided into loose braids, simple and flexible...

She is a real beauty, youthful and brilliance, but not as gorgeous and compelling as in the SRC laboratory.

Sheng Nanxuan knew that after so many years, it would be natural for him to change.

He went through all the photo albums and found that Yu Qinghuan in the photos rarely wore red clothes. Occasionally there is one piece, and it is only a part, not all red.

Could it be... isn't that person Yu Qinghuan?

probably. Otherwise, why would she let herself go and kill Sheng Zhongtian and Liu Xuelan?