599 I like the color of blood

Hurry up! He said to Yu qinghuan.

Yu qinghuan weaved through the rows of clothes hangers and picked out a few bright red dresses.

She measured the size with her hands and only kept the ones that she felt were suitable.

red? Carter was puzzled. why is it all red?

Yu qinghuan smiled at him. dont you think that Yingluo and the rest look like blood? she asked.

Carters body trembled, and a chill crept up his back.

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

Yueyue bought it if she liked it.

Carter took a deep breath. It seemed like there was nothing wrong with a killing machine liking blood.

Walking out of the underground shopping mall, Yu qinghuan looked up at the piercing sunlight in the sky, and her eyes suddenly became wet.

Before she became like this, she definitely didnt like to wear red.

However, he could no longer go back to the past.

She no longer had the right to have those pure colors.

Sheng nanxuan brought Gong mo to the Yu family again. The Yu family welcomed them warmly. Especially Yu Zhengming and Wu surong, who were extremely happy.

You didnt come after last time, so I thought you didnt like it! Wu surong said.

Where? Gong mo said, but its not good to disturb me. Im afraid that if we come too often, youll dislike us.

How could this be? I cant wait for you to move in! Wu surong said.

You can come over if you have time, said Min Ling. Theres usually no one at home, so its quite deserted.

Wu surong nodded,ever since they started working, theyve all bought houses outside. Theyre too lazy to come back, as if theyre afraid Ill bother them! But on the weekends, everyone will come back for a meal. In the future, when you all come, it will be more lively for everyone.

Gong mo looked at Sheng nanxuan, who nodded. Sure, Ill come over when I have time. How about I come here at least once a week in the future? If grandma finds it annoying, I can come once a month.

Once a week! Wu surong hurriedly said, its a deal then! Once a week, only more, no less!

okay. Sheng nanxuan smiled and nodded.

It was only after lunch that Sheng nanxuan asked the two elders for Yu qinghuans photo.

Wu surong was annoyed,I was too busy talking about other things last time and forgot. Your mother loved to take photos when she was young, so she had a lot of photos. I even drew a few portraits of her.

Can I have a portrait?

If you like it, then go pick one!

Wu surong had her own study. Because she often painted, the study was more like a studio, but it had more s.p.a.ce for bookshelves and antiques.

After entering the study, Wu surong opened a cabinet and took out a few photo alb.u.ms.Its all here,

Sheng nanxuan flipped it open. The photos were a little old, but they were still clear.

In the photo, Yu qinghuan was wearing light-colored clothes, and her hair was as black as ink. It was either draped or tied up, sometimes in a ponytail, making her look pretty and lively. Sometimes, her twin ponytails drooped down her ears, looking fresh and cute; Sometimes, she would make a loose braid, simple and smart.

She was a real beauty, but not as gorgeous as she was in the FARC laboratory.

Sheng nanxuan knew that after so many years, it was only natural that things would change.

He flipped through all the photo alb.u.ms and realized that Yu qinghuan rarely wore red clothes in the photos. Occasionally, there would be a piece, but it was only a part of it. It would not be completely red.

Could it be that Wanwan wasnt yu qinghuan?

It should be. Otherwise, why would she let him go and kill Sheng Zhongtian and Liu Xuelan?