She frowned and flipped through the picture album again. Could it be that it was a fake and not as valuable as she thought? But it was too real, even she couldn't tell...
As I was flipping through the pages, a ticket fell out. It was the World Art Exhibition! It happened to be held in this city!
The works in the exhibition include the three famous masters of the Renaissance, Leonardo da Vinci, Michelangelo, and Raphael, as well as many representative painters of Impressionism: Monet, Manet, Renoir, Degas, etc.;
Post-Impressionist masters Cezanne, Van Gogh, Gauguin, etc...
Xia Qianchen's eyes were blank, what does this mean?
When Jia Ni saw Mr. Di going upstairs, she approached Xia Qianchen and said, "Give me the album!"
She couldn't understand how expensive the picture album was, but listening to their chat, the picture album was worth a lot of money——
Even if it's not expensive, it was given to Xia Qianchen by Young Emperor Nangong, and he had never given her anything before!
Xia Qianchen saw her unfriendly eyes: "What do you want to do?"
"I asked you to give it to me!"
"I'm sorry, this belongs to your husband. I'm keeping it for him temporarily. I can't even afford to pay you if it's damaged."
"you--"
Rhodes stood on the second floor and shouted: "Miss Xia, the Emperor is looking for you."
Xia Qianchen put the album into the gift bag and stood up. Jiani shouted frantically: "Don't forget what you promised me. I will give you a few days. If you lie to me, I will do what you did."
Expose everything!"
"Don't forget that you are also an accomplice. It will do no good to you if he is exposed." She was tired of being threatened all day long.
"..." Jiani said, "Xia Qianchen, you have the guts!"
The angry Miss Chen was about to rush towards Xia Qianchen, but was stopped by two servants.
Jiani yelled frantically.
Xia Qianchen took a few steps forward gracefully, then suddenly thought of something, turned around and slapped Jiani twice.
Jiani paused momentarily.
Xia Qianchen took out his ears and said, "You are really too noisy."
"How dare you hit me?!"
"These two slaps are to tell you, don't be too arrogant as a person. Yesterday you were prosperous, today it is my turn, and maybe tomorrow it will be someone else. As a person, you must give yourself a way out."
Jiani's cheeks were burning hot, and Xia Qianchen was so energetic that after these two slaps, the marks of the slaps were visible.
She looked ashamed and angry and said: "You are not qualified to lecture me!"
"Also, Chen Jiani, I noticed that you hit and curse people every now and then, with a shrill voice, like a shrew."
"You scold me?"
"No, 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 bared her teeth and claws, but she couldn't move Xia Qianchen in the slightest...
Xia Qianchen smiled elegantly again, gave her the middle finger, turned around and went upstairs.
Of course, if he could teach Jiani a lesson, he would not let go of such an opportunity. It was rare that these servants would help her - I wonder how long Young Emperor Nangong’s madness will last, why did he suddenly treat her so inexplicably?!
Young Emperor Nangong is sitting in the study room, in a large rotating leather chair.
The computer's fluorescent light shines on his chiseled face, showing a clear light and dark color, just like a shadow sketch by a master.
He stared at the other painting exhibition ticket in his hand, thoughtfully.
The exhibition will be held the day after tomorrow——
He decided to take Xia Qianchen for an abortion the day after the exhibition ended. Since the obstacles in his mind were difficult to overcome, he was restless the whole day and always had a premonition that something would happen.
If something really happened to Xia Qianchen...
I'm afraid the way he treated her these past few days was enough to make him regret it.
The album was a compensation for Xia Qianchen's torture, even though she deserved it for her debauchery; and this exhibition, if anything happened, was to fulfill her dying wish.
Suddenly Nangong Young Emperor clenched his fists hard and said, "On the verge of death"?
In this life, the deaths of his two most important women were both caused by miscarriages. It seemed as if the Nangong family was cursed in this way.
Young Emperor Nangong stood up, walked to a bookcase, and took out a large photo album from the corner.
The photo album has been stored for too long, and there is some dust accumulated in areas that cannot be wiped, indicating that it has not been opened for a long time.
Nangong Young Emperor's facial expression was frozen, and his eyes became increasingly gloomy as he stared at the photo album.
The chance of death from miscarriage is so low, why did it happen to him?
Just as his slender fingers were about to open the photo album, a figure stood beside him——
Young Emperor Nangong looked sideways at Xia Qianchen and said angrily: "Who asked you to come in?"
"..." Xia Qianchen, "Butler Luo just said you were looking for me?"
"Get out!"
"oh."
Xia Qianchen was scolded inexplicably and turned to leave.
"Stop!" His sinister voice sounded again.
Xia Qianchen stopped and heard him ask violently: "What is your wish?"
Huh? Did she hear it correctly?
Xia Qianchen looked back at him in surprise, as if she wasn't sure what she heard.
Nangong Young Emperor's face was tense and his green eyes were complex: "Your wish."
"I have many wishes. I don't know what you want to ask about..." Why is he suddenly interested in this?
"There must only be one."
Xia Qianchen thought hesitantly: "The most urgent wish now is to stay with my father, hoping that his illness will get better."
"About yourself."
"This is what concerns me..."
"Don't you like painting?" He interrupted coldly, "Don't you have any dreams related to it?"
"Of course, I want to be an outstanding and famous painter in the future."
"It's too far away."
"distant?"
Young Emperor Nangong sat back on the chair, his face was sunk in the darkness, and his expression could not be seen clearly: "Tell me something closer."
Xia Qianchen thought and thought: "Since it is a dream, it must be very far away. I can't imagine it."
“See the art exhibition!”
"Can this be considered a dream or a wish?" Xia Qianchen smiled, "For me before, maybe it was, but not now."
"Why?"
"Now even freedom is a luxury. There are too many more urgent desires than seeing an art exhibition. This seems insignificant and dispensable."
Want to help me realize my wish?"
Otherwise, why would you give her a picture album and include a ticket to the art exhibition in the album?
Young Emperor Nangong closed his eyes, leaned back, and fell into a long silence.
No one understood his inner torment at this time. He could not let Xia Qianchen give birth to another man's child. Even if he gave birth to another man's child, he would strangle it immediately!