After thinking about it for a while, Mu Qian could not remember where he had heard of a man named Meng. She felt that it was probably because she had been living too badly during this period. After a long time of work, her vigilance and memory seemed to be decreasing.

The simple conversation between Huo Jinxi and Meng Linsheng did not bring much useful information. Mu Qian only probably heard that Meng Linsheng was also from Tongcheng, but he had been abroad for some reason for several years and had just returned.

While the two were talking, Mu Qian stood beside him and listened obediently.

Huo Jinxi has always been indifferent to others, and he probably only had a greeting with Meng Linsheng, so he finished the conversation after saying a few words.

Meng Linsheng then looked at Mu Qian again and smiled slightly, "Mrs. Huo, goodbye."

Mu Qian responded with a smile: "Goodbye."

Meng Linsheng then continued to walk forward with the people around him. Mu Qian took Huo Jinxi's arm and took a few steps, and couldn't help but look back.

The man looked calm, but his eyes were bright, with unconcealed desire and scheming.

The two contradictory temperaments blend in harmony with him.

Mu Qian was curious and couldn't help asking Huo Jinxi: "Who is this Meng Linsheng? Haven't you heard of this person before?"

"The irrelevant person." Huo Jinxi said.

Mu Qian couldn't help rolling her eyes, and then thought, how many people are important in his Huo Jinxi's world?

Thinking of this, she was too lazy to ask Huo Jinxi what to ask.

The next day, Huo Jinxi returned to the company after his vacation, and Mu Qian also re-entered the busyness of the art exhibition.

At noon, Ye Xi, who had released her pigeon yesterday, appeared on the initiative.

Mu Qian was busy organizing catalogs of all the paintings at that time, looking attentive, busy and fulfilling.

The painting hall has not been opened to the public yet, and everyone in and out is his own, so there are no restrictions on entering and leaving. Mu Qian's office has also been open for a long time. Ye Xi stood at the door and looked at her for a long time. Only then did Mu Qian notice her arrival. After looking up at her, she quickly rolled her eyes.

Ye Xi then entered the door and sat down opposite her desk.

Mu Qian ignored her. She spoke for a while: "Qianqian, it's so good that you are now."

"Do you just want to say this?" Mu Qian replied without raising her head, "Of course I'm fine, because I know what I'm doing."

Ye Xi paused before saying, "He will break up with Lu Tang."

Then Mu Qian raised her eyes and looked at her, "What? He is jealous when he sees you interacting with other men? Are he in love?"

Ye Xi bit his lip, "Sometimes people need external force to push."

"Do you believe him?"

"Huo Jinxi is also worth your second chance." Ye Xi said, "Why can't I believe him?"

After hearing this, Mu Qian chuckled for a while, then said, "Yezi, we are different."

"What's the difference?" Ye Xi asked.

"Huo Jinxi can't hurt me anymore." Mu Qian replied, "But you will be hurt by him at any time."

"You..." Ye Xi seemed to be unable to accept what she said, "You mean you are Huo Jinxi..."

"The point is not me and him." Mu Qian interrupted her and said slowly, "I just ask you, do you still believe in Ye Jinfan?"

Ye Xi nodded slowly and firmly.

"Okay." Mu Qian said, "Although I can't do such a thing as bravery for love, I'm still willing to see others pursue good results."

After hearing this, Ye Xi looked relaxed and finally smiled on her face, "Then are you supporting me?"

"Is it important to you?" Mu Qian looked at her with her chin, "We are all independent individuals. Except for those things that violate legal ethics, you have the freedom to make all choices."

"Although I am independent and free, your support is very important to me," said Ye Xi.

Mu Qian raised her eyes and looked at her for a moment, and finally both of them laughed.

...

In the following time, Mu Qian devoted herself and fully to the preparations for the art exhibition.

On New Year's Day, the exhibition will open on time.

Huo Jinxi promised Mu Qian to do everything. The Chinese painting master Songling, the calligraphy master Wu Pan, the owner of the two auction houses, and many big names in Tongcheng's cultural industry were all here to stand up for the opening ceremony of the painting exhibition.

Huo Jinxi, who has always been busy, also attended in person. For a time, this nostalgic painting exhibition became famous and everyone knew about it.

During the New Year's Day holiday, there were endless people coming to Huaian Painting Hall to visit, and the reception staff were so busy that they had no rest time.

As people come and go, Rong Qingzi has never been there.

Mu Qian thought about this, but didn't take it too seriously.

It’s okay whether she comes or not, let her do it.

On the third day of the art exhibition, it was almost closed. There were still a few visitors in the art hall, and the staff were coming forward to remind them in turn.

Mu Qian had been busy for several days and agreed to Mr. Huo to go home for dinner today, so he packed up his things and prepared to leave.

Just as she was going downstairs, she suddenly saw a man standing in front of the exhibition corridor on the second floor, admiring a painting in front of her.

Mu Qian stopped, turned to her body, and found that the man was staying in front of the portrait of her childhood.

"Hello, sir." Mu Qian greeted him with a smile.

The man turned his face and Mu Qian was stunned.

Meng Linsheng?

"Mr. Meng?" After all, Mu Qian laughed quickly, "Welcome to visit my father's paintings."

"It was not originally for this exhibition." Meng Linsheng smiled slightly, "I didn't expect it to be very surprised. Your father's paintings are very outstanding, and I especially like the peony at the door. I heard that these paintings will only enter the sale process after the exhibition is completed. Can I book that peony in advance?"

Mu Qian smiled happily, "Sorry, that peony is a treasure of the museum, not a product."

Meng Linsheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "That's a bit regretful, where is this one?"

Meng Linsheng looked at the portrait in front of him. Mu Qian sighed helplessly and said, "I'm so sorry, this one... is not a product."

Meng Linsheng seemed to have guessed it and turned to look at Mu Qian, "Is this you drawing?"

Mu Qian nodded, "I haven't changed much, right?"

Meng Linsheng smiled softly and shook his head, "No, you have changed a lot. At least I can't imagine that the girl in the painting will become an investigative reporter when she grows up, and she is an investigative reporter who often takes risks and fights with her life regardless of her own safety."

Hearing this sentence, Mu Qian felt something vaguely.

But among the incidents she has investigated, the surname Meng...

Mu Qian suddenly had a flash of inspiration in his mind, and he suddenly realized that he looked at Meng Linsheng: "You are—"

Meng Linsheng looked at her with a slight inquiry, still smiling at the corner of his mouth, "Do you know me?"

"I don't know you." Mu Qian said, "I just heard of a Mr. Meng, a Mr. Meng who is loved by others."

She said this in a tactful way. In fact, when she heard the word "Meng", the other party only said "The surname is Meng."

The person who said this was Yao Qi.

At that time, she was checking Lin Su. She finally impressed Yao Qi and got all the information about Lin Su's wife Jiang Lan from Yao Qi.

Yao Qi once gave Jiang Lan an exclusive interview. He knew about the published things, and he also knew about some things that had not been published, including Jiang Lan's first love - a man named Meng.

But Yao Qi didn't know who it was.

Later, in the surveillance videos Mu Qian got, some of Jiang Lan's life status can be seen--

She often calls, sometimes sweet and gentle, with a smile on her face, and sometimes she is perfunctory and hangs up in a hurry.

The latter type was called to Lin Su, but it was not known who she called to the previous type.

But at this moment, the person on the other end of the phone suddenly appeared clearly.

Just before Mu Qian's eyes.

After hearing her words, Meng Linsheng's smile became a little sad and said slowly: "I should have come to see you earlier and say thank you to you for Xiaolan."
Chapter completed!