After getting the key to Huaian Painting Hall, Mu Qian had a place to go in his spare time.

Although the exhibition opening time was after her and Huo Jinxi's wedding, most of her time except for dealing with Huo Jinxi, was spent on preparing for the exhibition.

On this day, Mu Qian stayed in the painting hall until evening. When Huo Jinxi left the company, she learned that she had not left yet, so she ordered the driver to come here.

The lights were still on in the painting hall. Huo Jinxi got out of the car and saw Mu Qian standing with his back to the door as soon as he entered the door.

In front of Mu Qian, the place where the portrait of her childhood was supposed to be her peony portrait had changed.

Mu Qian stood in front of the peony picture and stopped quietly to watch.

Huo Jinxi slowly stepped forward and stood beside her, "Where is the picture before?"

Mu Qian turned his head to look at him and smiled, "What do you think of this picture here?"

"It doesn't match your father's usual style." Huo Jinxi replied.

Mu Qian suddenly laughed.

Huo Jinxi was right. Mu Huaian's painting style has always been cold, with simple colors but strong styles. Just like the portrait of Mu Qian when she was ten years old, they only use black and red. However, only when painting peonies, he will use the thickest and fullest colors, making the peonies drawn particularly bright and dazzling.

"Because this was what he painted for the woman he loved the most," Mu Qian said. "Such intense color uses represents the full love in his heart. When painting these peonies, he was not a painter, but a man."

This painting was the one that was exhibited at Fang Miao's New York Art Exhibition. When Rong Qingzi sold Mu Huaian's paintings randomly, Fang Miao rushed over and had no time to accept this painting. He had been collecting it properly for so many years until Mu Qian asked him, and he immediately sent someone to send the painting over.

In Mu Qian's opinion, this is the painting that best expresses her father's inner emotions. What should be placed in this position is not her childhood portrait, but such a prosperous peony.

"The person he loves the most is his mother after all, but unfortunately she never wants to see these paintings again." She said for a moment of silence, "But this is an art exhibition for my father, so it should be arranged according to his wishes."

Huo Jinxi listened quietly, but did not comment. He said a long time later: "Go home."

Mu Qian came to his senses and suddenly seemed to have reacted something, covering his mouth with some exaggeration, "You came to pick me up? Then I have been delayed for so long. I'm really a sin. Let's go now!"

She quickly took the handbag, turned around and took Huo Jinxi's arm, and walked out and asked, "Hey, do you know Songling, the master of Chinese painting? And the calligraphy master Wu Pan? I heard that the bosses of two auction houses on this street also know you?"

She smiled ambiguously and terriblely, and she clearly asked for him, but Huo Jinxi didn't want to answer much.

Until he left the door, Mu Qian still twisted him and refused to let go. Although Huo Jinxi did not respond, in the eyes of outsiders, he was still an extremely obsessed couple.

Mu Qian pulled his tie and pulled his shirt. As he was entangled, a couple suddenly hit her sight across the street. Mu Qian suddenly stopped and looked up.

When she saw the two figures from the corner of her eyes, she only felt familiar with them. She looked at them right now and knew them, Ye Jinfan and Lu Tang.

Huo Jinxi turned her head along her gaze and frowned slightly.

As if he noticed the eyes of the two, Ye Jinfan looked up and saw them, he quickly took Lu Tang over, "Qianqian, Mr. Huo, such a coincidence?"

Mu Qian glanced at the hand that Lu Tang placed in Ye Jinfan's arm. It was very coincidental. Lu Tang also stared at the hand that she placed in Huo Jinxi's arm.

"Why is Brother Ye here too?" Mu Qian asked.

"We just finished listening to a concert." Ye Jinfan replied, "The car happened to be parked here, and I didn't expect to meet you. Are you here to listen to the concert?"

"No." Mu Qian pointed to the Huaian Painting Hall behind him, "I'm preparing an art exhibition here. If you have time, Brother Ye is welcome to visit."

After saying that, Lu Tang, next to Ye Jinfan, saw that the mouth of Lu Tang was moving, as if she wanted to say something. However, she glanced at Huo Jinxi and finally suppressed what she wanted to say, and said, "It turns out that Mr. Huo is so interested in famous paintings? I also have a lot of famous paintings in my family. I should have invited Mr. Huo to sit at home. Maybe now our relationship will be much closer. What a pity..."

After saying that, Lu Tang glanced at Mu Qian, looking like he was eager to speak but stopped, but the contempt in his eyes was unconcealed.

After hearing this, Mu Qian turned his head slightly and looked at Huo Jinxi, "Do you know Miss Lu? Do you have many famous paintings in Miss Lu's home? Why didn't you go and see them?"

"I don't know if there are any famous paintings in the Lu family." Huo Jinxi did not say anything about it. "There are many celebrities, but I have no interest in knowing each other."

"You..." Lu Tang's face changed. He wanted to refute something but was scrupled. He paused and sarcastically said, "That's right, the one who can make men interested in getting to know must be a woman like Miss Mu, right?"

As soon as she said this, Huo Jinxi's face did not change much, but his eyes suddenly became cold and he glanced at Lu Tang indifferently. Lu Tang immediately subconsciously shrank behind Ye Jinfan.

Mu Qian laughed out loud, "Thank you Miss Lu for your praise. After all, it's not my fault to be talented and beautiful."

As she said, she looked at the mirror in front of the car window glass, with a brutal and narcissistic and a mindless beauty.

Seeing this, Lu Tang was a little scared of Huo Jinxi and disliked Mu Qian, so he could only secretly pull Ye Jinfan. Ye Jinfan had no choice but to say goodbye to the two and take Lu Tang away first.

As soon as the two walked away, Mu Qian immediately lowered her smile and sat in the car with a cold face.

When Huo Jinxi also got into the car, she spoke: "Tell me, what's your relationship with that Lu Tang?"

"It's okay." Huo Jinxi replied.

Mu Qian snorted and laughed, "It's all developed to the point where you can invite you to her house, and she said it's okay, are you lying?"

"The ghost has nothing to do with me," Huo Jinxi replied without raising her head, "I don't need to lie to him."

Mu Qian gritted her teeth, paused for a moment, took the initiative to lean into his arms, looked up at him, "Then I have something to do with you, right? I ask you, can't you answer me well? How did you know her? Also, there are many celebrities in the Lu family, what kind of celebrity are they? Why haven't I heard of it?"

Huo Jinxi glanced at her and had already guessed that it was fake for her to be jealous and that it was true for her to be curious about the Lu family. After all, her job is a reporter and gossip is natural.

"The Lu family started its business by illegal means in the early years. Although they have gradually been washed away over the years, they still have dirty things behind their backs. Several people in the family became famous because of scandals." Huo Jinxi replied, "Are you satisfied?"
Chapter completed!