275 The Explosive Piercing (1/2)

The driver was shocked for a second before he curtly affirmed. His Master hadn't gone to the Mansion since Miss Lu left the Mansion. It was like he was hoping she was still there and his not looking was just keeping the thought alive.

It was late so there were no servants around as he hadn't clued-up any of them that he was arriving. The Magnificient Mansion was eerily quiet as if the silence was whispering. He could feel the loneliness of the deserted place seeping into him.

He didn't know why he came here, he didn't come here often even before she shifted away. It was too big for one occupant to wander alone. He was clueless as to why he came here, maybe for a rude awakening so that he would move on from her.

Or maybe because there was the thought that she was there once and being here may highlight the times when they were together. May be being there he could relive those memories.

He was fond of her, out of all the women population whose blabbering he could bear but she was just too imaginative with her perspective of life. An idealist.

Or maybe it was just that talking to Li Yuan all but had made him want to move on with his life too.

He walked up to the stairs and stood by her door but then halted and walked away from her room to his. He was angry right now and all he wanted was to bring her here and keep her against her all demands and eccentric reasons.

He went to his room and stormed to his closet to get a change of clothes for a bath. He was rampaging through his clothes when his eyes fell on the covered canvas on the floor that he had no collection of keeping.

He bent down with a frown and picked up the canvass from the floor and brought it to his bedroom.

He tore the papers cover off it and momentarily froze at the image.

It was a painting of an…angel and a mortal. An alabaster pale angel with dark wide wings taking the half-flight, almost landing holding a hand of a mortal girl in a posture it looked he was pulling her above to him; the angel had black ripped jeans hanging low on his hips showing all his sculptured glory, the girl was wearing a white backless dress with nirvana in the background.

The girl who's only half face was visible was looking at him with a sentiment like she is in love and he had a stern expression on his face but his eyes had a look that only a man with possessiveness and obsession had.

The details of the male body were astounding like he was fantasized and leaned with all his inches present; the defined abs, broad shoulder, and low V line, the sharp jawline.

The side of the girl's face is visible and the man is standing in all his glory but that was not the subject of his astonishment. It was the face of the angel and girl and the tangible sexual tension that is almost felt.

He remembered it now it was the painting she had come to gift him that day when they had a fight ad he never returned back to bid her farewell.

It was signed by her. She drew it for him as a goodbye present.

He felt his heart thudded in his chest as a smirk rose on his face. The picture of him was too on point one would think when he was drawn he was present, modeling half nude.

Friends didn't see each other like that nor do friends fantasized about each other in such a sexy figure, half nude with such striking sex appeal. And she had drawn herself with him as a lover.

They looked like a couple. She had seen him out of the shower many times as no room in the Mansion was restricted to her so whenever she would find anything astounding she would hop in barging in his privacy.

She drew them like this, imagining him like this. Subconsciously she did see him as a man!

Though an artist, he never had never seen her draw anything explicit. The half portrait of Jiang Cheng too was clothed and all in all, she only drew landscape or people who are modest and with only their back in the view.

But she drew him like that…

He laid the painting on the bed and bolted out He needed to be somewhere and it wasn't here. He smirked as he slid into the driver seat and rode away...

He was going to hang this painting in his bedroom!

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Li Yuan kept the receiver and smirked in a satisfied allure.