Chapter 957

Even when I think about it now, I don't think that I can't breathe in pain like before. It seems that time can really dilute everything.

Qiao Nianen took a deep breath, looked at Xin'er in Qingdai's arms, and felt a sense of loss in her heart.

After all, Xin'er is his daughter, and the eyebrows still somewhat resemble him. It's just that he probably won't know in his life that he and he have such a cute baby.

She wants to hide her heart tightly, and won't let anyone know of her existence, only let her be her own treasure!

And Qing Dai takes care of Xin'er very attentively, she simply treats Xin'er as her own daughter. Seeing Qing Dai who cared so much for Xin'er, Qiao Nianen gave Xin'er to Qing Dai with confidence, while she devoted herself to painting, preparing for the upcoming art exhibition.

Seriously, time always flies by quickly, and when Qiao Nianen's drawings piled up again, her solo exhibition will be held soon.

At this time, Xin'er was already four months old, and Qing Dai took good care of her.

And Qiao Nian'en also rebuilt the villa, and moved Qing Dai and the servants and bodyguards to himself.

Qiao Nianen's villa is located in a very secluded high-end residential area in Country E, with an elegant environment.

Although Yun Haotian had ten thousand regrets, he still respected Nian En's decision and agreed with her to move to his own villa, because from that day on, he also moved to Nian En's villa.

The euphemistic name is to take care of Xin'er, he is speechless and can only let him mess around.

This art exhibition is held in N Country, the capital of art, under the name of "The Lost Star", a rookie in the comics industry.

For this painting exhibition, the editors of the entire publishing house came out in full force. They flew to country N in Yunhaotian's private plane early on, and personally acted as an explainer for Qiao Nianen's paintings.

Accompanied by Yun Haotian, Qiao Nianen also came to Country N. Seeing his paintings being unfolded in the art capital, Qiao Nianen was still a little apprehensive.

Although his previous painting "The Last Rose" sold for an outrageous price of 100 million US dollars, Qiao Nian'en still had no idea whether his painting could be accepted by the public.

Yun Haotian parked the car in front of the art gallery where the art exhibition was held, and thoughtfully helped Qiao Nianen open the car door, and gave her an encouraging smile, "Come on."

"Yeah." Qiao Nianen nodded with a smile, bent over and walked out of the car.

Qiao Nianen walked steadily, although he was still a little apprehensive, but he didn't show it, but walked towards the art gallery side by side with Yun Haotian with a smile on his face.

She was wearing a retro and slender dress, showing off her slender figure, and her long hair was like a waterfall, casually draped behind her head.

The generous and decent tailoring made her already outstanding figure even more alluring. The blue suit set off her skin as white as snow, and the red lips under the pink cheeks were gorgeous, and the charm was glamorous and glamorous.

On the other hand, Yun Haotian was wearing a hand-made silver-gray suit, which made his already tall figure even more handsome.

He looked sideways at Qiao Nianen beside him slightly, his eyes full of affection, and walked side by side with Qiao Nianen step by step in a gentleman's step.

The two people are so outstanding and matched in appearance and temperament, which attracted a lot of attention in the art gallery, and they all praised what a handsome couple.

The editor-in-chief of the publishing house and the curator of the art gallery had been guarding the entrance of the art gallery early on, and at this moment the editor-in-chief was lowering his head and questioning the editor with eyes, "The art exhibition is about to start, why hasn't the Lost Star come yet? "

Editor Elk was listening to the editor-in-chief's reprimand, when he suddenly saw Qiao Nianen coming from a distance, his eyes lit up instantly, and he stretched out his hand excitedly to grab the editor-in-chief's hand, "Boss, the stars are coming, here they are."

Following the finger of the editor Elk, the editor-in-chief saw Qiao Nianen and Yun Haotian walking towards them, and they were shocked from ear to ear.

No wonder this "Lost Star" is always so mysterious. It turns out that she is from the Yun family.

In fact, he should have been able to think of it before, besides the Yun family, who else could send the editors of the entire publishing house to country N with such a large amount of money by using a special plane.

The editor-in-chief and the curator of the art museum quickly walked towards Qiao Nianen, and after being introduced by the elk, they exchanged a few words and walked into the art gallery together.

Country N is the capital of art for a century, and it is full of humanistic and artistic atmosphere. At this moment, many people who came to participate in the art exhibition gathered in the art museum, and the bustling crowd surrounded the entire art museum.

These are all fans of "The Lost Star". They learned that the art exhibition was about to be held half a year ago, and they booked tickets early, just to see the excellent paintings of "The Lost Star".

Looking at those fans who were discussing in low voices in front of his paintings, and their faces were full of admiration, Qiao Nianen's heart that was a little uneasy finally fell to the ground.

She thought that the previous painting that sold for a sky-high price was just a coincidence, but she didn't expect that it would win the love of so many people. The love in their eyes was so sincere that Qiao Nianen was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes.

"Thank you for coming so far to participate in the 'Lost Stars' solo exhibition, and now I announce that the exhibition is officially open."

Following the announcement of the curator of the art gallery, the fans gathered in front of the paintings became crazy and began to choose their favorite paintings. The entire art gallery has become noisy from the original silence.

Looking at those fanatical fans, Yun Haotian was sincerely proud of Qiao Nianen's achievements.

He turned his head to look at Qiao Nian'en who was standing beside him, he was almost delusional, he knew that she had always been so outstanding, like a pearl left behind in the mortal world, people couldn't help but love her.

"Xing Xing, let's go, let's go to rest for a while, after the art exhibition is over, you have to show your face and say hello to these fans who support you."

The editor Elk said to Qiao Nianen with a smile, and led her to the VIP lounge in the art museum.

Qiao Nianen nodded, and together with Yun Haotian, followed the elk out of the hall of the exhibition hall, and walked towards the lounge.

The painting competition in the hall of the exhibition hall was still going on, and those fanatical fans scrambled for Qiao Nianen's drawings like rain after a long time, and very few paintings in the entire hall of the exhibition hall were quickly robbed.

Just when the entire art exhibition center was boiling over Qiao Nianen's paintings, an exceptionally tall man appeared at the door of the art exhibition center.

He was wearing a pure black windbreaker like splashed ink, and a neat suit with meticulous attention to detail. His handsome face was covered by wide sunglasses, and he walked in with steady steps.

The man pursed his lips tightly, with an icy chill and an indifference that made people in the exhibition center subconsciously distance themselves from him, as if they were afraid that they would frostbite themselves if they got too close.