"Well..." Xue was disappointed, but soon she smiled and said, "Then let my mom settle your account."
"Never mind." Ou Ming picked up the note that had been placed on the table for a long time, and there was an outlined face on it. He looked at the drawing and said, "Yu had signed the contract with you, so the rest is the deposit, right? Since she broke it, you should deduct all of the deposit."
While saying that, he couldn't take his eyes off that notebook. The tough outline on the book was just a few touches but painted very vivid. It was Ou Ming. Underneath were two little cute babies with big round eyes. He turned it over and found a lot of hand-painted pictures in it. Some were painted mindfullu, while others were poor handwriting.
At the same time, there were quite a few words.
[To live is no better than to die. I can't make it.]
The black ink had solidified, and Ou Ming looked at the text and had a complicated feeling.
