Ziyi felt a burst of pain.
She nodded her head and choked, "well, if you still don't come back in three months, I'll marry someone else and let you be a bachelor all your life."
The man smiles silently and kisses her on the top of the head.
……
Pei Yuanchen pushed the door open and saw the bodyguards in black standing outside, looking very calm.
"Sir, madam, let me tell you that you will remember to leave in an hour." The bodyguard said respectfully.
Pei Yuanchen coldly "um" A: "you go back to the madam there, I will go back on time."
The bodyguards were silent for a while, silent scattered.
Pei Yuanchen turned around and lifted his chin with a smile: "come on, ah yuan must have arrived."
Ziyi bit his lips and looked lost: "your wife is clearly me."
The man's hand suddenly clenched, and slowly released.
"It's not her anyway." He gave a low smile and took her away.
A yuan is waiting in the cafe downstairs.
Pei Yuanchen wore casual clothes and did not connect him with Ludwig, so he successfully sent Ziyi to a yuan.
"Miss, you are so anxious for me!" When a yuan saw her, he immediately rushed up to hold her wrist and looked at her up and down. "Why don't you call me?"
Ziyi's face turned red: "I'm sorry..."
"It's OK, miss. Let's go back quickly." She pulled Ziyi behind her and glared at the man opposite.
Pei Yuanchen has lit a cigarette, quietly looking at Ziyi.
His look is very calm, but the eyes are very deep, as if there are countless deep feelings falling into it.
A yuan suddenly couldn't say anything to blame. He said angrily, "goodbye, Mr. Pei."
With that, she took her son away.
Ziyi nose a sour, reluctantly looking at him, constantly looking back.
However, Pei Yuanchen did not make any further retention, and his look did not even change at all.
But the smoke from his fingertips had already burned to the end, and he had no idea.
Not long after Ziyi left, the bodyguard in black appeared again quietly and looked at him not far away.
Pei Yuanchen chuckled, took back his eyes, turned, and went to his unknown fate.
……
Parking lot.
Jin Baiyan leaned against the car and saw a yuan and Ziyi coming this way.
He laughed and turned to open the door for them.
Ziyi walked up to him, a little embarrassed: "Jin Boyan..."
"Get in the car." He is still smiling, look calm, "we go back to Yanzhou City."
"Well." Zi Yi gently nodded and bent over to get on the bus.
After a yuan got on the bus, Jin Baiyan closed the door, sat in the driver's seat and started the car.
Ziyi saw a box wrapped in paper on the copilot. She instinctively felt that it was a painting
Jin Baiyan noticed her curious look in the rearview mirror, took it up and handed it to her: "this is what I received last night."
Son appropriate Lengleng's take over, tear up the paper.
Her breath was suffocating.
This is the work that appeared to be Vermeer at the art exhibition that day, and now it's in her hands.
Ziyi's eyes are moist.
She suddenly said with a hoarse smile: "in fact, this painting is not Vermeer's original. I knew it was not when I saw it that day, otherwise it would not be auctioned. He really has no artistic talent. "
"Miss..." A yuan looks complicated.
Ziyi no longer spoke, but forcefully held the picture frame in his arms, tears more and more turbulent.
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