She frowned and flipped through the picture album again. Could it be a fake, not as valuable as she thought? But it was also imitated too real, and even she couldn't see it...
As I was flipping through, a ticket fell out, it was the World Art Exhibition! It happened to be held in this city!
The works in the exhibition include masters Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo and Raphael, these three famous Renaissance masters, as well as many representative painters of the Impressionist school: Monet, Manet, Renoir, Degas, etc.;
Post-Impressionist masters Cézanne, Van Gogh, Gauguin, etc.
Xia Qianchen's eyes were stunned. What does this mean?
Seeing that Master Di went upstairs, Jiani came over to Xia Qianchen: "Give me the album!"
She couldn't understand how expensive the album was, but listening to their chats. This album is very valuable.
Even if it is not expensive, it was given to Xia Qianchen by Shaodi Nangong, and he has never given her anything!
Xia Qianchen saw her unfriendly gaze: "What do you want to do?"
"I'll ask you to give it to me!"
"Sorry, this is the sir's thing. I will keep it for him for the time being. I can't afford to break you or not."
"you--"
Rhode stood on the second floor and shouted, "Miss Xia, Mr. Emperor is looking for you."
Xia Qianchen received the album in the gift bag, stood up, and Jiani shouted frantically: "Don't forget what you promised me, I'll give you a few days. If you lied to me, I'll do you.
All the matter is revealed!”
"Don't forget that you are also an accomplice. It will be no good for you to expose it." She was annoyed by being threatened all day long.
"..." Jiani, "Xia Qianchen, you have a genital!"
The angry Miss Chen was about to pounce on Xia Qianchen, but was stopped by two servants.
Jiani shouted frantically.
Xia Qianchen walked forward gracefully, suddenly remembered something, and turned around and slapped Jiani twice in the face.
Jiani stopped instantly.
Xia Qianchen took out his ears and said, "You are really too noisy."
"Dare you hit me?"
"These two slaps tell you, don't be too arrogant in life. Yesterday you were so successful, and today it was my turn. Maybe tomorrow it's someone else, so you have to give yourself a little way out."
Jiani's cheeks were hot and hot, and Xia Qianchen was very strong. After these two slaps, the slap marks appeared.
She said with shame and anger: "You are not qualified to teach me!"
"Also, Chen Jiani, I find that you always beat and scold people now, your voice is sharp, like a shrew."
"You scold me?"
"No, I didn't scold you," Xia Qianchen said with a smile, "I just stated a fact."
Jiani kicked her feet angrily: "Xia Qianchen, you are dead!"
She opened her teeth and claws, but couldn't move Xia Qianchen at all...
Xia Qianchen smiled gracefully again, raised her middle finger, turned around and went to the stairs.
If you can teach Jiani a lesson, of course you won’t miss such an opportunity. It’s rare that these servants will help her. I don’t know how long Nangong Shaodi’s crazy spree will last, but why did he suddenly treat her inexplicably?!
Nangong Shaodi sat in the study, in a large rotating leather chair.
The fluorescent light from the computer shines on his clearly contoured face, showing a distinct bright and dark color, just like the shadow sketch of the master's hands.
He stared at another painting exhibition ticket in his hand, thinking about something.
The exhibition time is the day after tomorrow—
He decided to take Xia Qianchen to have an abortion on the second day after the exhibition. Because the obstacles in his heart were difficult to overcome, he was restless all day and always had a premonition that something would happen.
If something really happened to Xia Qianchen...
I'm afraid he's treated her these days enough to regret it.
The album was considered to make up for the torture that Xia Qianchen suffered, although this was all due to her debauchery; and if something happened to this exhibition, it would satisfy her wish before her death.
Suddenly, Nangong Shaodi pinched his fist hard, "to die"?
In this life, the two most important deaths of his women were caused by miscarriage. It seemed that the Nangong family had been cursed in this regard.
Nangong Shaodi stood up, walked to a bookcase, and took out an oversized album from the corner.
The album was kept for too long, and some dust had accumulated in the places that could not be wiped, indicating that it had not been opened for a long time.
Nangong Shaodi's facial expression was stagnant, and he stared at the album, and his eyes became more and more gloomy.
The chance of dying from miscarriage is so low, why does it happen to him?
Just as her slender fingers were about to open the album, a figure stood beside her-
Nangong Shaodi saw Xia Qianchen with a angrily look on his face and said, "Who asked you to come in?"
"..." Xia Qianchen, "Butler Luo just said you are looking for me?"
"Get out!"
"oh."
Xia Qianchen was scolded for no reason and turned around and was about to leave.
"Stop!" His sinister voice sounded again.
Xia Qianchen stopped and heard him ask violently: "What do you want?"
Ha? She heard it right?
Xia Qianchen looked back at him in surprise, as if he was unsure of what he had heard.
Nangong Shaodi's face was tense and his green eyes were complicated: "Your wish."
"I have many wishes, I don't know which aspect you want to ask..." How could he suddenly become interested in this?
“Only one is allowed.”
Xia Qianchen thought hesitantly: "The most urgent wish now is to stay with my father, hoping that his illness will be cured."
"It's about yourself."
"This is related to me..."
"Don't you like painting?" he interrupted coldly, "No dreams related to it?"
"Of course, I want to be an outstanding and famous painter in the future."
“It’s too far away.”
"distant?"
Nangong Shaodi sat back on the chair, his face in the darkness, and his expression was not clear: "Say something closer."
Xia Qianchen thought: "Since it is a dream, it must be very far away, I can't think of it."
"Look at the art exhibition!"
"Can this be considered a dream or a wish?" Xia Qianchen smiled, "For me in the past, maybe it is, but not now."
"Why?"
"Now even freedom is a luxury, and there are too many urgent wishes than watching art exhibitions. This seems insignificant and dispensable." Xia Qianchen looked at him in confusion, "You ask me what you do, are you
Want to help me realize my wish?"
Otherwise, why would she give her a picture album and hold a ticket to watch the exhibition in the picture album?
Nangong Shaodi closed his eyes, leaned back, and fell into a long silence for a moment.
No one understands his inner torment at this moment. He can't let Xia Qianchen give birth to another man's child. Even if he is born, he will strangle him to death immediately!