Jiang Shu gradually adapted to the daytime and squinted his eyes. The three people on the stage held the knife handles together and cut the cake.
Fu Shiyan was calm and composed, no longer confused and infatuated as he had been in the room just now, restrained and cold.
Wensu was surrounded in the center. It was not an exaggeration to say that she was a princess. She looked at him and he looked back. I don't know if it was an illusion, but I always felt that there was warmth in it.
Jiang Shu looked at the audience again. Jiang Lingyu was also wearing a cheongsam today, in dark blue. She looked at Wensu with a smile.
"It's nothing, I just feel that some things in this world are really unfair."
Jiang Shu scoffed lightly and found a corner to sit down, while the excitement on the stage continued.
Lu Xun's eyes fell on her red ankle, "Does your foot hurt?"
After he reminded her, Jiang Shu realized that the high heels were a little too small, and her fair ankles were full of red marks.
"pain."
Lu Xun knelt down, took off her shoes for her, and covered her with his big hands, which felt cold for a while.
Jiang Shu subconsciously hid for a moment and looked around: "This is not good."
Lu Xun also looked at him, "Who cares about you now?"
These words are heartbreaking. Indeed, everyone is staring at Wen Su.
Jiang Shu then let him go.
Lu Xun put her feet on his legs and kneaded them for a while, his movements gentle, as if he were treating a treasure.
Jiang Shu was still a little uncomfortable giving her feet to others, and she subconsciously wanted to withdraw: "Okay, okay—"
Lu Xun pressed it, "It's not like I haven't seen it before."
Jiang Shu choked.
The auction stage has already entered. The host introduced several paintings that will be sold today, and soon entered the bidding stage.
Wensu was sitting in the audience, and Fu Shiyan was not beside him. He seemed to have no intention of participating in such an occasion.
The bidding in the audience was fierce, and they were all rich second-generation people. Even if they were trying to win over the Wen family, they would not fail to give face to this young lady from the Wen family.
So the money is piled extremely high.
Jiang Shu saw that even Zhou Liangqi shouted twice.
But in the end, the final winner was a woman from the socialite district. She seemed to have come prepared and had sufficient funds.
"What about you, don't you like painting?" Jiang Shu put his feet away and asked casually.
She remembered that Qian Luxun loved to collect such collections, and when he saw one he liked, he would travel thousands of miles to buy it.
Lu Xun sat next to her, looked at the works on the screen, and said sarcastically: "I only collect valuable paintings."
Jiang Shu wanted to laugh.
The last picture was quickly taken, and the host did not rush to bid, but invited Wen Su to come on stage.
"The finale painting "The Bright Moon Knows My Heart" just won the 11th Magnolia Award in Haicheng two days ago. Today, Ms. Wen is willing to put this painting up for public bidding, so that we can have the opportunity to hear her thoughts on this painting.
design concept."
The audience started applauding again.
Wensu came on stage shyly, but she was very dazzling under the flashlight.
"It's a fluke to win this award. I still have a lot to learn." Wensu said sideways, "I painted this painting when I was in the most difficult time. I'm not afraid of people laughing at me when I say it. I didn't even have a meal at that time.
I can't even eat enough, but what makes me grit my teeth and persevere is the person I like. I look at the moon in the sky every night, thinking about our past stories, what he is doing, and whether he misses me. That's it.
It’s getting closer bit by bit.”
When Wensu finished speaking, there were even tears in his eyes.
It turns out to be a romantic and poignant love story.
In the tea room inside the hotel, a cup of tea was placed in front of the man, steaming.
The woman on the stage seemed to be confessing her love to him, but in his mind, there was only the image of Lu Xun holding Jiang Shu's feet.