Fan Shuai picked up a painting and unfolded it carefully.
Because of its age, this painting looks very dilapidated, and the appreciation seal on it has become somewhat blurry, but the inscription and horse on the painting are still very clear.
This standing horse has a strong and beautiful body and strong leg muscles.
There are two colors of hair, like a war horse, majestic and proud of the crowd.
Judging from the seal and painting style, it is Han Gan's picture of a horse.
Han Gan was a famous painter in the Tang Dynasty. His skill in painting horses was unprecedented and unprecedented.
His paintings of horses are full of vitality and lifelike, as if they are about to run out of the painting.
Su Hua didn't expect that the ancestor of the Fan family also collected it.
While everyone was admiring it, the color of the horse hair began to oxidize when exposed to air, fading visibly to the naked eye.
But Su Hua had already remembered it in her mind.
Later, after the painting was repaired by her hands, it was sold at an auction house for more than 100 million.
For other colorful ancient paintings, Su Hua asked Fan Shuai and others to take photos with cameras so that they could be repaired later.
After the photo was taken, Fan Shuai said to Su Hua: "My dad said that after the treasure is obtained, you can take it as you like."
Su Hua was extremely surprised.
But this is the wealth of the Fan family, and she is just helping.
How could she have the nerve to take it if they were being polite?
Fan Shuai saw what she was thinking and said in a sincere tone: "I'm not being polite, you can just take it, there's nothing to be embarrassed about. If someone else had kept that treasure map privately, it would never be in our hands.
"
Su Hua couldn't resist him and looked around.
Finally she pointed to one of the ebony boxes.
There are the Four Treasures of the Study.
She said: "I just want those papers, which I usually use to repair ancient paintings and calligraphy. This kind of ancient paper is getting harder and harder to buy now."
Fan Shuai's expression froze, slightly surprised, and he smiled and said, "Miss Su is indeed what my dad said."
Su Hua raised her eyes slightly, "What kind?"
"A very indifferent person. At this time, even if you asked for a box of gold, silver and jewelry, I would not refuse, but you asked for the most worthless ancient paper."
Su Hua smiled, "These ancient papers are worthless in your eyes, but to me, they are priceless treasures."
Fan Shuai took out the ancient papers and gave them all to her.
He also gave her an inkstone and all the ink sticks.
Su Hua recognized these ink strips as the best oil smoke ink in the Song Dynasty, called Wushi Qiyan.
The Rolls-Royce among oil smoke, it is the highest-grade ancient ink.
Added with borneol, musk and gold foil, the color is jet black and lustrous, with extremely rich layers, a metallic color in the lighter parts, and a very high temperament.
They are all out of print.
No matter how much money you spend now, you can't buy it.
Suhua held up a few dark ink sticks as if she were holding the most precious jewels.
Her beautiful big eyes were sparkling, as if they were filled with broken stars, and surprise danced in the corners of her eyebrows.
Fan Shuai was born and raised abroad. He is used to seeing passionate and unrestrained blond foreign girls. He has never seen a girl as special as her.
Quiet and elegant, yet sparkling.
Like a piece of warm mutton fat jade.
Incredibly beautiful.
Yes, she is so beautiful, so beautiful that people ignore everything.
Fan Shuai felt an indescribable emotion burst out of his chest.
However, what he said was an extremely ordinary sentence, "It's getting late, let's pack up and go back."
Su Hua nodded and handed the ink stick, paper and inkstone to the bodyguard behind her.
Fan Shuai ordered everyone to seal and pack all these ebony boxes, move them to the car outside, and transport them overnight to the underground vault of Zhengrong Auction House for temporary storage.
There are too many treasures and they are heavy.
There were so many bodyguards who kept moving, back and forth, and it took several times before they were finished.
By the time everything was done, it was already dark.
Su Hua got in the car and returned to the ward.
From a distance, I saw a tall figure standing at the door of the ward.
Dark shirt, straight black trousers, cool and handsome face.
It's Gu Beixian.
The pale light of the corridor shone on him.
The cold white skin seems to have been brushed with a layer of textured glaze, giving it an extraordinarily ascetic and cold temperament.
It was obvious that he was hard and straight, but Su Hua felt a sense of depression that "the wind and rain belong to me, the loneliness belongs to me".
She walked a few steps quickly and smiled at him: "Why did you get up so early?"
Gu Beixian said without emotion: "Waiting for you."
He was speaking to her, but he raised his eyelids slightly and glanced behind her.
Seeing only the bodyguard and no one else, he looked away without leaving any trace.
Su Hua asked: "How long have you been waiting?"
"Not long."
Su Hua held his cold fingers, warmed them in her palms, and said: "I received a call from Qin Mogeng last night. There was still the last wall of glutinous rice left, and he asked me to go over. Seeing that you were sleeping deeply, I didn't call.
You have only just come back now because you have been so busy."
Gu Beixian raised the corners of his lips, raised his hand to hook her shoulders, and walked towards the ward, "I'll send someone to buy breakfast. After that, you can take a nap."
"Um."
Gu Beixian ordered his bodyguard to buy breakfast.
Suhua went to the bathroom to wash her hands.
Gu Beixian locked the door to the ward and followed her, putting his hand on hers and resting his chin on hers. He didn't say a word and just helped her wash in silence.
Su Hua paused and let him go.
After washing, she wiped her hands, turned around, put her arms around his waist, and hugged him hard.
"Does your head still hurt?" she asked softly.
"It doesn't hurt anymore when I see you." He said in a low tone.
Su Hua smiled, touched his chin tenderly, and said angrily: "Nonsense, I'm not a painkiller."
"You are the medicine that heals me." Gu Beixian said expressionlessly, pressing her into his arms and rubbing her back with his fingers.
Gradually he moved it to her waist, pinched it erotically, and finally landed on her graceful buttocks.
His hands seemed to be filled with electricity.
Su Hua's skin trembled slightly.
He lifted her small chin, lowered his head, and bit her lip.
Su Hua turned her head and said, "I didn't brush my teeth."
"It doesn't matter, I brushed it."
"I haven't brushed, I'd better brush." Su Hua picked up the toothbrush.
Gu Beixian reached out and took away the toothbrush and put it back in its place, "Your teeth will still smell good even if you don't brush them."
He gently kissed her lips, kissed her once, looked at her, then closed his eyes and kissed her as deeply as death.
The two of them breathed rapidly, hitting each other's faces.
Fiery and urgent, like the sea swept by a typhoon.
He pushed her towards the hospital bed and pushed her down on the bed.
Su Hua heard the sound of the metal belt buckle being untied.
She was startled, pressed his hand, turned her big eyes slightly, and looked at him worriedly, "You are injured."
"It's okay." His voice was still indifferent, as if he was suppressing some emotion, but his hand movements did not stop.
"You said that after remarrying..."
"Then do you want to remarry me?"
When Su Hua was asked, her eyes froze and she hesitated.
She doesn't want to remarry him, but it doesn't affect her still loving him.
A moment of astonishment.
The clothes were untied and the skin on the waist felt cold.
The next second, he possessed her in a way unique to men.
Su Hua resisted at first. She pushed him a few times but didn't push him away, so she just lay down flat.
She was also afraid that if he moved too far, it would affect her head injury, so she changed from passive to active.
This is the first time she takes the initiative.
What surprised her was that Gu Beixian was surprisingly calm throughout the whole process, looking at her with a cold look in his eyes, showing no emotion at all.
After the end.
Gu Beixian wiped her with paper and kissed her ear, "Go to sleep. I'll call you when the bodyguard buys breakfast."
He turned and went to the bathroom.
Su Hua looked at his strong and arrogant back.
I always feel that he does not simply possess her physically, but wants to achieve complete psychological possession through physical possession.
To put it simply, it is jealousy in disguise.
This jealousy is inexplicable.
Su Hua turned aside and glanced at Gu Beixian's cell phone placed beside the pillow. She entered her birthday to unlock the screen.
Open WeChat, and in the recent chat history, there is a group photo.
The background is a secret room.
The man is Fan Shuai and the woman is her.
I don’t know if the angle of taking the photo is wrong or something.
Fan Shuai looked at her with affection in his eyes.
No wonder Gu Beixian's reaction just now was so abnormal.
Su Hua couldn't laugh or cry.
This man is really busy looking for jealousy when he has nothing to do.
Smiling, she suddenly felt a little sorry for him.