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At night, the more he collapsed, the more serious he was on the surface. He pulled down the sleeve of Fu Sihan and let him stand well.

Fu Si Han Mei's eyes contained a light smile, as if full of stars.

Guests, look at me and I'll see you:

- does Fu San have such a side? Not that Fu San is a facial paralysis refrigerator?

Did Fu Sihan and Yan wanwan just show their love?

I suspect these two are embarrassing Su Yujie.

……

Most of the people present today have a good friendship with the Su family. Su Yujie, Yan wanwan and Fu Sihan have heard about the right and wrong of Su Yujie, Yan wanwan and Fu Sihan. I thought that if there was any conflict and quarrel between Su Yujie and Yan wanwan today, they must be on the side of "justice" to defend Su Yujie's injustice.

This is also the reason why Su Yujie asked Yan wanwan to come to the birthday party. She hoped to take this opportunity to let Yan wanwan sink into public opinion and be under pressure. She had better choose to divorce Fu Sihan.

Otherwise, who will invite such a person to come!

What Su Yujie didn't think about was that business people, love comes and goes quickly, especially in the face of Fu Sihan's better interests.

In the latter half of the journey, Su Yujie sees Fu Sihan with words to say hello to the people in power. Su Yujie looks very sorry.

"Xiao Jie, do you still like Fu San?" Chen Lan has heard some news. Now many people are talking about Su Yujie and Fu Si.

"Yes." Su Yujie said without hesitation.

"At the beginning, my mother said that Fu Sihan was better than Fu Nanzhu, but you just like Fu Nanzhu whose heart is not on you. Now it's better..." Chen Lan sighed and looked at his pretty daughter. "Forget it, as long as it's your decision, mom will support you and help you as much as possible."

"Thank you, mom."

"Silly child, you are my daughter, I don't help you for whom!"

Su Yujie is coquettish with her mother with a smile. Her eyes are far away to see that she is late with Fu Sihan, and the corners of her mouth catch a scornful smile.

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"Miss Sheng, your work is popular." The person in charge of the exhibition hall came quietly and congratulated Shengyan.

Sheng Yan attended today as an artist. He didn't attend the dance. He found a rest room and stayed by himself.

"Sell it, then."

"Miss Sheng, there are two gentlemen competing in your painting. Let's ask you what you want."

Sheng Yan "Oh" sound, she did not have any intention, "then the higher price will get."

The person in charge said, "do you have no artistic pride?" The shock of the face.

Sheng Yan looked at him positively: Yes, I am so vulgar.

"Miss Sheng, the bottom price of your three works is 700000, 820000 and one million respectively. Now the price has increased five times, and the two gentlemen still The competition is fierce, and we are sure to win. "

It's nice to hear fierce competition. It's just vicious competition, just like a fool who has too much money to spend.

Sheng Yan heard something wrong inside.

Although her photographic works have won awards, they are far less valuable than five times the original price. Even if it is a collection, judging from her current situation, the price is not worth it.

The strangest thing is, three.

No psychopath would buy three works of the same person at the same time.

"Show me." Sheng Yan gets up with the bag.

The person in charge made a "please" gesture and invited the person to the assembly hall.

Sheng Yan stops at the entrance of the hall.

She saw mu Qichen standing in front of her pair of Aurora Borealis photography, eyes blinking at.

Standing beside him was a woman with a cute and beautiful eyebrow, holding his arm. She was commenting on the photography with a smile and a smile. From the aspect, it was a praise.

"Miss Sheng, that gentleman is one of the buyers, and now the price has been raised by him by 580000." The person in charge indicated mu Qichen.

The person in charge felt that the price was too high. Shengyan was no longer the first lady. She did not have the status and the value of the work was not so high.

"He," said Sheng Yan, with a long tone and a sneer, "not for sale."

"Ah?"

"My work, not for this man." Sheng Yan stressed, "how much money will not be sold!"

Mu Qichen turns to come over.

Sheng Yan knew that he had always been sensitive to five senses, and heard her voice was normal, so he coldly met his eyes, as if looking at a stranger, but also as if in confrontation.

Mu Qichen also received an invitation from the Su family. He didn't intend to come. He deliberately let the moon ghost look at people. As a result, he endured for a few days, but he still couldn't help coming this morning.

Seeing that the two men were worried, Yue ghost trotted all the way to Sheng Yan and said, "Miss Sheng, even if you don't like it for the time being You don't have to worry about the money, do you? "

Sheng Yan looked at mu Qichen and the woman beside him. Her eyes fell on the place where the woman took mu Qichen's arm, and then moved away naturally."I'm short of money, but not to the point where I need to be pampered." Sheng Yantou did not return to turn around and left, and said to the person in charge, "the painting is sold to another person."

The person in charge didn't quite understand what was going on, "well Are you not going to see another buyer? "

What if you don't like another buyer?

"No

No matter who the other person is, it is better than mu Qichen.

Mu Qichen's eyes from the beginning to the end all fall on Sheng Yan's body, until Sheng Yan leaves, he takes out the arm from the female companion's hand.

"Brother Chen..." Women are at a loss.

"Go and play by yourself." Mu Qichen's attitude was cold and could hardly be regarded as mild.

The woman looked at the direction of Sheng Yan's disappearance and asked mu Qichen carefully: "just that Is it smoke? "

See mu Qichen did not speak, the girl took a deep breath, "Chen elder brother, you haven't put down? What separates you from Sheng Yan is not only your feelings, but also your family. After so many years, there is no result. In the future... "

"Shut up." Mu Qichen sweeps past coldly.

The girl was scared, nervous "Oh" sound, eyes wrapped in a little mist, looking for an excuse to leave in a hurry.

Mu Qichen watched with his own eyes the three pieces of Sheng Yan's works were taken down, and then carefully packed with kraft paper, ready to take away.

Who is the buyer

The person in charge looked at mu Qichen, whose face was cold. "Sorry, sir, we can't disclose this information."

After a while, the ghost came back with news: "Sir, it's Song Chen."

"Song Chen?" Mu Qichen felt that the name was familiar.

Almost in the moment of thinking of this person's information, the ghost of the Moon said: "he is the only son of the Song family, a giant in the southwest, who was chosen by Sheng Shao for Miss Sheng."

Yes, that's what you heard and thought. If it wasn't for you, Miss Sheng would have been Mrs. song's family, and she would have been better off. The ghost of the moon silently added a sentence.