The Sweet Rival (Mango Shen and Nathaniel Ye)

Chapter 141

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry!"

The servant was a little flustered and quickly squatted down to clean up.

Mango also squatted down, she said with a smile, "Let me help you."

"No, madam, you're a guest. Just leave it to me."

The servant was a little flurried.

Terrance and Madam Hans both felt quite embarrassed.

Madam Hans said, "I'm really sorry, Miss Shen. This is the housekeeper of our family. She is a little old and she happened to be busy tidying up the study, so she didn't see you. Don't worry about it. Just let her clean it up."

"It's okay. I need to be blamed, too. I didn't walk away."

Mango let go of Madam Hans's hand with a smile, and then she squatted down to help the housekeeper to pick up the books. However, she intentionally put the yellowed photo into her sleeve while no one was paying attention, and then she stood up as if nothing had happened.

When Madam Hans saw how approachable Mango was, she couldn't help but have an even better impression of her.

The children from a military family hated nothing more than arrogant and spoiled women. At first, Madam Hans thought that Mango would be just like Macy, but she didn't expect her to be this easygoing and she didn't put on any air. Her good impression of Mango suddenly increased.

"Come over here, have some tea."

Madam Hans happily brought Mango into the living room again.

Terrance felt much better when he saw how much Madam Hans liked Mango. Although he didn't know why, he still felt inexplicably happy.

"I'll ask them to prepare some food. I don't know if Miss Shen has eaten yet?"

"Don't bother. I'm here to see Newell, because I heard that he is here. I need to verify something with him."

Mango said her purpose of coming in time.

Terrance and Madam Hans were too enthusiastic, to the point that she couldn't stand it.

When hearing this, Madam Hans paused for a moment and said, "Do you want to ask me about the extortion?"

"No, let bygones be bygones. Madam Hans, I've heard about it. You just wanted to find the descendants of the Hans family. Although I don't agree with the way you did it, I can still understand. Mr. Hans and Nathaniel have already solved this, so I won't mention it again. I need to ask Newell about something else. Can you do me a favor Madam Hans?"

Mango's words were very tactful, making Madam Hans like her even more. "Okay, I'll tell Terrance to take you there."

"Thank you, Madam Hans."

Mango slightly bent her body and walked to the backyard with Terrance.

The backyard of the Hans family was different from the courtyard of Ye family. There was no rockery, no plantation. Instead, it was a very delicate small courtyard, which seemed to be a study

before.

Mango couldn't help but look at the courtyard. She felt it very elegant and quiet, the inscription of the plaque in the courtyard in particular. The writing style was like that of a master. It was elegant, with a hint of hardness and toughness, which made her look at it for more time.

Seeing that she was interested in this small courtyard, Terrance said with a smile, "My big brother wrote this inscription by himself for this small courtyard. It used to be his drawing room."

"The drawing room? Isn't General Hans a martial general?"

Mango had heard of the Hans family. Every one of them was a hero and a martyr of the country. All the people in Ocean City knew about their contributions, especially the young master of the Hans family, Dennis, he was an outstanding martial general. It never occurred to her that such a famous martial general would be able to draw paintings.

Terrance said with a smile, "My big brother learned this in the art school before he joined the army. He was naturally very interested in painting. However, here in Hans family we have a family rule. When a man reaches a certain age, he must go to the army to train himself. That's why my big brother joined the army at that time. But I didn't expect that he got promoted all the way in the military and finally sacrificed himself to the country. My mother missed his old days, so she asked people to clean up my big brother's painting room every day. It never changed for all these years."

Mango was also a painter, but she learned to paint only for the sake of design. Now that she heard that Dennis could actually draw, she couldn't help feeling curious to see it.

Seeing Mango's intention, Terrance took the initiative to say, "Newell has been in the dungeon all the time. If Miss Shen is interested, I'll take you to my big brother's drawing room to have a look."

"Really? Won't it be a bit too impolite?"

Mango was a little surprised.

"It's okay. I heard that Miss Shen is a designer, so you must have done a lot of research on painting. My big brother's things are really worthless in the eyes of an illiterate person like me. I think my big brother would be happy if he met someone knows painting so well like Miss Shen."

Hearing Terrance's words, Mango couldn't help but be a bit tempted.

"Let's go."

Terrance almost forced Mango into the yard.

The fresh and elegant decoration of the courtyard surprised Mango more or less.

There was actually a bamboo forest here.

The house in the small courtyard was built in accordance with the ancient building style, which was completely incompatible with the building outside. It was independent and isolated, yet also had a unique style.

Mango felt that this was simply her ideal courtyard and even her ideal life. She never thought she would see this in the Hans family.

Seeing that Mango liked this place very much, Terrance seemed to have suddenly thought of something. He said with a smile, "If you like this place, you can come often. My mother and I don't know anything about my big brother's stuff. If you can understand it and like it, you are welcome to come here often."

When Thomas heard Terrance's words, he frowned slightly and quickly said, "Mr. Hans, Miss Shen is very busy with her things. I'm afraid she won't have that much time."

As soon as he said this, Terrance glanced at him coldly, but Thomas didn't care about it, while Mango was a little embarrassed.

"I'm a little busy recently, but I can have a look at General Hans's painting first."

Mango really liked this place too much. She never knew that there was actually another person in the world who had the same hobby as her. This person could actually made the fantasy in her mind come true. For this very reason, Mango became very curious about this General Hans.

Thomas saw that Mango really liked it, so he stopped blocking her and took a step back.

Terrance asked someone to open the door of the small courtyard and said to Mango, "They are all my big brother's treasured collections from his life, so I won't go in. Miss Shen, take your time. We'll wait for you outside."

"It's not very appropriate, is it?"

Mango felt that Terrance was simply too generous. It was only her first visit to the Hans family.

Terrance smiled and said, "It's okay. I trust Miss Shen, please."

Since Terrance had already said so, Mango naturally did not refuse. She couldn't wait to enter the small courtyard, and then she felt that she had entered a brand new world.

Dennis was used to drawing scenery, and every painting was framed by the Hans family. She could tell that Dennis was good at painting, and he might have even been better than Mr. Shen.

Mango was greatly amazed and she looked through them one by one. Her admiration for this General Hans rose from the bottom of her heart.

There was an easel in a corner of the drawing room, which was covered with a piece of white cloth.

Mango was a little curious. After walking over, she gently lifted up the white cloth and found that this was actually a portrait.

Dennis's landscape painting was especially vivid, which made people feel that they were actually in the picture. Obviously, the painting in front of her was not as good as the landscape painting. However, she could tell that Dennis had a lot of feelings for this person. The delicate emotions hidden in the drawing could even be detected by an outsider like her.

It was a woman's profile on the easel, but Mango felt her a little familiar. She kept feeling that she had seen this woman somewhere, but she couldn't remember where she had seen her.

That woman should be very beautiful.

Mango found a few more portraits under the painting. They all looked like the same woman.

For some reason, Mango gently flipped them through, but when she saw the front portrait of the woman, she was completely stunned as if she had been struck by an electric shock.

She quickly loosened her hands and trembled. As she looked at the profile in the first painting, she finally understood why the painting made her feel so familiar.

Mango's hands trembled slightly, and she felt thirsty in her throat.

She couldn't help but take a step back, she then took out the picture from her sleeve, and compared it with the profile on the drawing board, her small face turned even paler.

"How could this be? Who is this woman?"

Mango muttered in a low voice, but she also seemed to have been shocked. She quickly picked up the white cloth and covered it on the painting frame. Then, she hurried out.

"Miss Shen..."

Terrance saw Mango coming out and found that Mango's face did not look very good when he greeted her. He couldn't help but ask worriedly, "What's wrong with you, Miss Shen? Are you feeling uncomfortable?"

"Nothing, maybe it's too cold here."

As she said this, Mango really rubbed her arms, and she could really feel her goosebumps.

Seeing Mango's action, Terrance quickly took off his coat and wanted to give it to Mango, but to his surprise, Thomas handed over a woman's coat to her before him.

"Miss Shen, Mr. Ye asked me to prepare for you in the car. He was afraid that you would need it from time to time."

Mango looked at the jacket and found that it was actually her favorite one. She didn't say anything and just took it directly. She said to Terrance, "Thank you, Mr. Hans, for letting me see such beautiful art work today. I really admire General Hans. If he was still alive, I think I would beg him to be my teacher."

"You're being too kind. As long as you like it, you're welcome in here at any time, Miss Shen."

Terrance said intentionally.

Mango did not refuse or agree. She looked a little absent-minded, but she said in a low voice, "Thank you. I think I should go and see Newell now. I have something to ask him about."

"Okay, please follow me."

Although Terrance was a little disappointed, he could also see that Mango's face did not look very good, it was much paler.

What did she see in the drawing room? Or did something happen to her? Otherwise, how could her mood have changed so much?

Terrance was puzzled. He took Mango to the dungeon, and Mango also felt very uneasy. Exclusive © content by N(ô)ve/l/Drama.Org.

She held her hands tightly, and she wasn't even aware that her nails were sticking into her skin.

She kept thinking of that face on the portrait.

Who on earth was that woman?

What was her relationship with the Hans family and Dennis?