When Shen Qinglan returned to Shen's house, in addition to showing her intelligence in learning, her performance was mediocre, let alone compared to Shen Xitong.
Whenever she sees Shen Qinglan's indifference and alienation and Shen Xitong's excellence, Chu Yunrong actually feels guilty in her heart. She doesn't dare to face her own daughter, and she doesn't even dare to think about it. He will be as good as Shen Xitong.
Chu Yunrong looked at her daughter who was painting on the stage, her mood was complicated, Shen Qian glanced at his wife, and sighed silently. It was not that he didn't know his wife's feelings. That incident back then was not really his wife's. Wrong, if you really want to count it seriously, Shen Qinglan will be abducted and sold by human traffickers, and the reason is still on him.
It's just that he never dared to tell Chu Yunrong the truth of this matter, for fear that she would not be able to accept it, that she would resent him because of it, and that the family would just fall apart like this.
Shen Xitong looked at Shen Qinglan on the stage. She still refused to believe that she was Leng Qingqiu, but there was another voice in her heart telling her that Shen Qinglan was Leng Qingqiu. This kind of thinking made her almost unable to control herself. Shen Qinglan dragged him down.
On the stage, Shen Qinglan had completed the painting, and at the same time, Fake Leng Qingqiu also put down her brush.
She glanced at Shen Qinglan's painting, her eyes flickered slightly, but there was no expression on her face.
Several experts who have come to the scene have come up to appraise the paintings of the two people. They shook their heads and nodded for a while, and their brows were wrinkled tightly, as if they were troubled by some problem.
Except for these few appraisal experts, the other onlookers did not go up, they just looked around at the two paintings on the stage.
Shen Qinglan painted the sunrise on the sea, a large dark sea, mysterious and dangerous, but on the sea level, the sky will be bright, and a touch of red reflects half of the sky, dispelling the darkness that has fallen into the world. A touch of red, looking so warm, makes people want to reach out and touch, the lower right corner of the painting is the signature of Leng Qingqiu.
False Leng Qingqiu also painted the sea, but the waves in the sea were rolling and raging, and there was only one hand on the sea, and only one palm remained on the water. A few people stood there with panic on their faces. They could stretch out their hands to rescue the drowning man, but no one moved.
Shen Qinglan and Fake Leng Qingqiu both sat on the side calmly, allowing a few people to evaluate the paintings.
After a while, several people left the two paintings.
"How, which one is the real one?" Someone asked impatiently.
An older painter came out, stroked his gray beard, shook his head, and said nothing.
"Oh, what does shaking your head mean, who is real and who is fake." The anxious people in the audience have already started scratching their heads. Those who can come to this exhibition are all familiar with Leng Qingqiu. Few fans of the cold autumn.
Knowing that his idol is being impersonated, as a fan, he is naturally anxious.
The white old man surnamed Jiang, known as "Mr. Jiang", is the Taishan Beidou in the painting world, and there are many proud disciples in his family. This time he will come to the cold autumn painting exhibition, and he is actually invited.
"Mr. Jiang, can you tell which one of the two paintings is real and which one is fake?" The artist who first spoke up and proposed to draw a painting to prove his identity asked the audience's voice. .
Many people nodded in agreement, that's right, don't just shake your head and announce the answer.
Mr. Jiang's eyes swept across Shen Qinglan and Fake Leng Qingqiu, and then glanced at a few colleagues who were appraising together, nodded slightly, and then spoke slowly.
"The two paintings are very good, and they are among the best among the younger generation of painters. The brush strokes and painting habits of the two are also very similar. At first glance, it is really difficult to distinguish the true from the false."
He paused, then said, "We all know that Leng Qingqiu's paintings have always been good at expressing the dark side of things, but the style of Miss Shen's painting is not the same as Leng Qingqiu's previous painting style..." Before he finished speaking, everyone Seems to already know the meaning behind.
"I didn't expect that the daughter of the dignified Shen family would do such a thing of pretending to be someone else, but I really didn't expect it." Someone in the crowd already said with a disdainful tone.
"I really liked it, especially after the video of saving people came out, I still regarded her as my goddess. I didn't expect that she was such a person. The original video was not fake, right?" Some people began to question.
"Impossible, that incident was on the news, and I think that incident is true." There are also people who maintain it.
"Che, who knows, according to the family background of the Shen family, even if the fake video is true, some people will believe it. We all know Mr. Jiang's character, and he is also a senior in the painting industry. He said yes. If it's fake, then it's naturally fake, I think this daughter of the Shen family is crazy because she wants to be famous."
Some people also disagree with this statement, "Whoever said that Mr. Jiang said must be right, Leng Qingqiu's recent painting style has changed, it's obvious that Miss Shen's painting is more in line with Leng Qingqiu's current style of painting, you guys. What kind of eyes do you see, can't you see?"
It's just that as soon as these words came out, they were drowned out by more doubts, and they all besieged the person who defended Shen Qinglan.
Listening to the discussions of the people around, the faces of the Shen family were very ugly, especially Shen Junyu. Hearing others talking about his sister like this, he almost rushed to fight with them. He gave the most vicious one. Several people recorded their faces.
Although the expression on Shen Xitong's face is ugly, but if you look closely, you will find that her eyes are full of schadenfreude smiles, and even the heart that she was holding has dropped. She looked at Shen Qinglan on the stage, the corners of her mouth light. Laugh, Shen Qinglan, let's see what you do now.
Shen Qinglan didn't have any expression, but still had a cold expression on his face, as if he hadn't heard the contemptuous eyes and unpleasant words of the people around him, and the fake deserted Qingqiu had no special expression.
"It's just..." Mr. Jiang spoke again, a turning point, and immediately drew everyone's attention, "I have been paying attention to Leng Qingqiu, and I have a good understanding of her paintings. I believe that everyone present should also know that, in fact, Recently, Leng Qingqiu's painting style has been changing."
Some people nodded in agreement, that is, who said that the style of deserted autumn is immutable.
"Although this lady's paintings are also very good, we still think that Miss Shen is the real deserted autumn." Mr. Jiang made a final decision.
The smile on Fake Leng Qingqiu's face finally couldn't be maintained and disappeared. She stood up and looked at Mr. Jiang, "Mr. Jiang, you are a senior and someone I have always respected and admired. Logically speaking, I should be called Mr. Jiang. You are a teacher, but this does not mean that you can deny me at will. The style of my recent works has indeed changed, but this does not mean that this painting has not changed. I am not lonely. You can be regarded as an authority in the painting world. Words can even decide the fate of a painter, I hope you can be cautious."
These remarks seem reasonable, but they are accusing Mr. Jiang of being open-mouthed, and there is no real evidence to prove that he is not deserted.
This is the first time in his life that Mr. Jiang has been accused like this, and his face is a little ugly, but he is a leader in the industry, and he still has the right amount of belly. He doesn't argue with her, but just says truthfully, "You imitated it. It's very similar, even to the point of being fake, but you have neglected one place, and this is your only failure."
He said "the one and only". It can be seen that the imitation of the fake cold autumn has reached a certain level. Even Shen Qinglan looked at Mr. Jiang curiously. Did he really see it
"What?" Fake Leng Qingqiu asked subconsciously.
Mr. Jiang pointed to the lower right corner of Shen Qinglan's painting, "This is the signature."
Fake Leng Qingqiu frowned, thinking that this old man was just talking nonsense. At the beginning, she imitated Shen Qinglan, and the most similar place she imitated was this signature. She believed that any problems would not be the signature.
There are already smart reporters carrying the cameras and aiming at the signature positions of the two paintings. Other reporters who didn't take the lead sighed, and then sighed that their colleagues were too cunning, while focusing on Shen Qinglan and fake deserted Qingqiu.
Mr. Jiang pointed to the signature and said slowly, "Leng Qingqiu has a habit of writing. When she writes her clear words, she likes to use consecutive strokes, but she often forgets the last check mark. Because it is a consecutive signature, many People don't really pay attention."
As soon as these words came out, a smile flashed in Shen Qinglan's eyes. She didn't expect that the old gentleman really found out. She thought she needed to point this out.
As soon as Mr. Jiang said this, someone immediately compared the two signatures, and naturally found this slight deficiency. This is an exhibition of Leng Qingqiu's paintings. Naturally, there are many paintings before Leng Qingqiu. It is not obvious at a glance.
Everyone's eyes changed when they looked at the fake cold autumn.
"I didn't expect to look so good-looking, to do such a shameless thing."
"It's more than shameless, it's shameless, and it has refreshed the bottom line of being a human being. If it were me, I would definitely not dare to appear in front of people, but she is good. Not only did she appear, but she also slapped her and said that Miss Shen was fake her." She was still accusing Shen Qinglan just now. People immediately aimed at the fake deserted autumn.
"I knew that someone like Miss Shen wouldn't do such a thing. Let you guys not believe me." The person who defended Shen Qinglan just now had a proud look on his face, an expression I knew was like this.
How did the fake Leng Qingqiu know that she was defeated in the most impossible place, the facts have been exposed, and her explanation is just superfluous, and she did not intend to explain, watching everyone's attention focused on the painting, quietly left the scene.
The matter ended too quickly, she originally thought that Daniel and Leng Qingqiu had no evidence at all, and even if they were exposed, there was nothing to do with her. As a result, the development of the matter greatly exceeded her expectations.
Walking to the corner where no one was paying attention, Fake Leng Qingqiu made a phone call, "I was exposed... I'm sorry... I didn't do it well this time."
The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, and the face of the fake cold autumn turned pale immediately, the hand holding the phone trembled slightly, and the panic in her eyes could not be concealed. function, so there is only one "yes" word that is finally exported.
Before leaving, she glanced at the woman on the stage surrounded by all the hearts and the moon from a distance, her stunning face did not show the joyous look on her face because she was recognized by everyone, but her expression was still cold.
Shen Qinglan, I remember you and look forward to our next meeting.
In a distant country, in the master bedroom of a luxurious manor, the man threw the phone in his hand, took a sip from the wine glass on the table, the scarlet liquid stuck on his lips, he stuck out his tongue and licked it , the corner of his mouth evoked a cruel arc, "Xiao Qi, you are still so fascinated by me." There was a shimmering light in his eyes.
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At the exhibition site, when everyone recovered from the shock, the fake deserted autumn had long since disappeared.
There were many media friends present, and after reacting, they all wanted to interview Shen Qinglan. Shen Qinglan glanced at Daniel, who immediately understood and came to stand in front of Shen Qinglan.
"Dear friends from the media, listen to me, our family Qingqiu is a low-key person and doesn't like to appear in front of the media on weekdays, so this time it was a last resort. This is Qingqiu's first exhibition, and the focus should be on her paintings. , don't you think so?"
There's nothing wrong with this.
The reporters who can come here are all talented people, and they naturally understand what Daniel means. They all said that they would write well for this report, and the camera turned to the paintings in the exhibition hall.
"Lanlan, you are really hiding it, even your own family. You said, if it wasn't for such an inexplicable woman appearing this time, how long would you plan to hide it from all of us?" Shen Junyu came over, Staring at Shen Qinglan, his expression was a little fierce, but the joy and pride in his eyes could not be concealed.
Shen Xitong also came over, and said without yin or yang, "My sister is hiding a lot. You already knew she was fake. When she came to the house as a guest, why didn't you expose it?"
Although Shen Xitong recovered from the shock of Shen Qinglan being Leng Qingqiu, but after she understood it, the anger in her heart suddenly rose, especially when she thought about how much relationship she had with Leng Qingqiu in front of Shen Qinglan. Well, how close, thinking about it now, maybe Shen Qinglan despised herself in her heart at that time, maybe she was still laughing at herself in her heart.
What made her even more unacceptable was that originally Shen Qinglan only had better grades, better appearance, and was far inferior to herself in other aspects, but now, before she became famous, she had already been popular with everyone. Known young painters even won international awards for their works and are well-known both at home and abroad. On the other hand, he is only a little famous in the capital, and compared with Shen Qinglan's achievements, there is no comparison at all.
With such a fact in front of him, Shen Xitong gnawed a mouthful of silver teeth, Shen Qinglan, you already have a good family background, why did you still take away the light that belongs to me
"Shen Xitong, what nonsense are you talking about?" Shen Junyu's face sank, looking at Shen Xitong with a chill in his eyes.
Although he also blamed Shen Qinglan for hiding things from his family, Shen Xitong's strange words made him very uncomfortable.
The old man Shen just came over and heard Shen Xitong's words, his eyes sank, "Xitong."
Shen Xitong met the gaze of the old man Shen, especially when he saw the disapproving eyes of Chu Yunrong who was following behind the old man Shen, he was suddenly shocked, but then he lowered his head slightly, "I'm sorry, Grandpa."
Grandpa Shen didn't look at her, but looked at Shen Qinglan and said gently, "Lanlan, accompany grandpa to see your paintings?"
Shen Qinglan nodded, stepped forward to support the old man Shen, and Fu Hengyi stood on the other side of the old man Shen. Before leaving, Shen Qinglan glanced at Shen Xitong coldly. He had just learned a lesson, and he forgot it so quickly
Shen Xitong met Shen Qinglan's eyes, remembering the scene in the bedroom that day, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.
"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I've kept it from you for so long." Shen Qinglan said in a low voice.
Grandpa Shen smiled and shook his head, patted his granddaughter's hand, "You are so good, grandpa is too proud to be too proud, how can he blame him, now grandpa has more capital to show off to those old men."
Shen Qinglan couldn't help but smile when she heard this, this grandfather has always been infinitely tolerant to her.
Old Master Shen stopped in front of a picture, looked at the person in the picture, his expression was startled, and there was a trace of sadness in his eyes. Shen Qinglan looked up, only to find that the painting was a scene of Grandma Shen and Grandpa Shen walking in the garden. The two old men with white hair were walking in the garden hand in hand. The setting sun dragged their backs for a long time. long.
The date on the painting is last year. It was painted by Shen Qinglan after Grandma Shen was discharged from the hospital. After the painting, she wanted to give the painting to her grandparents, but then her grandmother passed away. Shen Qinglan was saddened and forgot the painting. , but was taken by Daniel to the exhibition.
"Grandpa." Shen Qinglan didn't know what to say. Although the sadness in Mr. Shen's eyes disappeared quickly, Shen Qinglan still saw it. She knew that Mr. Shen was thinking of his grandmother who passed away.
The old man Shen smiled and looked at the two people walking hand in hand in the painting with gentle eyes, "Lan Lan, when the exhibition is over, can this painting be given to Grandpa?"
Shen Qinglan nodded, "Okay, this painting was originally painted for grandparents."
"You draw very well. If your grandmother can see this painting, she will be very happy." Mr. Shen said that he did not like to take pictures on weekdays, so there were very few pictures with his deceased wife. After his wife passed away , he also regretted it, and now seeing this painting, he has some comfort in his heart.
Wanwan, our granddaughter is very good, even better than you and I thought. You are watching from the sky, aren't you also very pleased
"Xi Tong, you went too far just now." Shen Qian said lightly with a serious expression.
Shen Xitong lowered her head, "Dad, I'm sorry, I was just too excited. My sister knew that the woman was fake, but she didn't tell me, making me look like a fool..." Her voice was aggrieved, and even some choked up .
Shen Qian sighed lightly, "Xitong, it's a big crowd here. What can I say that can't be said at home? There are so many media reporters at the scene. If people take pictures, what will it be like?"
He rarely blames his children like this, but today, Shen Xitong's behavior made him really angry, and it is the most frightening thing for a gentle person to get angry on weekdays. The gap between Shen Qinglan, I couldn't help thinking in my heart, if it was Shen Qinglan, would Shen Qian still be so angry
She thought, probably not.
Naturally, Shen Qian didn't know what was in Shen Xitong's mind. Seeing her subduing, the anger in his heart dissipated a little, "You go back first. I'll go back with your mother later."
Shen Xitong looked up at Shen Qian in shock, with disbelief in his eyes, "Dad?" Did he drive her away
"Tongtong, be obedient, go back first." Chu Yunrong also said, she knew that the two daughters were not with her, and even the reason for the disagreement was her own, Shen Xitong was brought up by her, and she thought of her. It can also be seen that Shen Xitong did something irrational, and now it is indeed the best way to let her go back first.
It's just that such behavior has completely changed in Shen Xitong's eyes. With tears in her eyes, she glanced at Shen Qian and Chu Yunrong, said in a low voice that she knew, and ran out with her head lowered.
Shen Qian frowned, Chu Yunrong patted her husband's hand, "Forget it, Tongtong is still a child."
Shen Qian looked at his wife disapprovingly, "She's not too young, Qinglan is a few years younger than her, Yun Rong, you shouldn't condone her like this."
Chu Yunrong's expression froze, but she heard Shen Qian continue, "The way she looked just now is very incompatible with her status as the daughter of the Shen family. If outsiders see it, they will only say that the Shen family treats the adopted daughter and the biological daughter differently. He raised his own daughter so well, but deliberately raised a crooked daughter."
"It's not that serious, Tongtong is just a little childish." Chu Yunrong defended.
Shen Qian didn't say anything to his wife anymore, and this was not the right place to talk. There were some things that his wife might not understand.
"It's good to know what you have in mind. I am in the army on weekdays, and I rely on you at home. It's really hard for you." Shen Qian did not forget to comfort his wife.
Chu Yunrong was moved. Although her husband's words just now contained reproach, he always understood and cared for him. In the end, it was true that he did not educate Shen Xitong well, and he was also thinking in his heart whether he was educating Shen Xitong. where is wrong.
The couple did not go to see Mr. Shen, but went to see the art exhibition by themselves.
Shen Qian is a soldier, but his self-cultivation is not low, and he also has his own unique views on art. Otherwise, he would not have been able to be with Chu Yunrong at the beginning. He originally admired Leng Qingqiu's paintings, but now he knows that Leng Qingqiu is his daughter. Looking at these paintings again, the more I look at them, the better I feel.
Chu Yunrong and Shen Qian admired it and listened to the whispers of the surrounding people, all of which were praises for Shen Qinglan. Chu Yunrong's mood was very complicated, and she couldn't tell what it was like.
"I didn't expect Miss Shen to have such a strong painting skill at such a young age. I don't know who she inherited from her teacher?"
"Mr. Jiang, thank you today." Shen Qinglan thanked him with a humble and polite tone. Mr. Jiang would not have appeared in this exhibition today, but she asked Daniel to come and invite him.
If this matter is to be concluded, there must be an authoritative figure that everyone can convince. Mr. Jiang is a famous Taishan Beidou in the painting world, and he is famous for his unselfishness. Naturally, he is the best candidate. .
Fortunately, Mr. Jiang and Daniel's personal friendship is not bad, otherwise it may not be easy for ordinary people to invite him.
Mr. Jiang greeted Mr. Shen first, "I heard about General Shen's deeds for many years, and I have never been able to meet each other. I didn't expect to meet on such an occasion."
Although Mr. Shen had heard the name of Mr. Jiang before, he had never seen him. Speaking of which, Mr. Jiang was in his nineties this year, nearly a hundred years old, and he was older than him.
"Mr. Jiang is very polite. Today's matter is thanks to Mr. Sir." Mr. Shen's attitude was very gentle.
The wrinkles on Mr. Jiang's face were very deep, and when he smiled, it deepened, "I'm just telling the truth, your granddaughter is well-bred, she is better than blue."
When it comes to Shen Qinglan, the old man Shen is also proud. This granddaughter is indeed his pride. "I am ashamed. Lan Lan has been away from home for many years when she was young. To be so good is really the result of her own efforts."
Almost everyone in the circle of the Shen family knows about it, and Mr. Jiang naturally also knows, "Miss Shen is indeed excellent."
"Mr. Jiang, just call me Qinglan if you don't mind." Shen Qinglan opened her mouth with a slight smile.
Mr. Jiang was very kind, and his eyes were full of admiration for the younger generation when he looked at Shen Qinglan.
Since they met, they were watching the art exhibition together. The paintings on display here were all taken by Daniel from Shen Qinglan's hands and kept by himself. Naturally, they were all genuine.
"Qinglan, where is your "Redemption"?" Mr. Jiang asked.
"Redemption" is the pinnacle of the cold autumn. It has just won the international award, and it is the masterpiece of this exhibition.
Shen Qinglan actually didn't know where "Redemption" was. Daniel was in charge of the layout of this exhibition, and she didn't even ask.
I looked around and saw a lot of people in front of me. I knew it was probably there. After passing by, there were many people around, and some media reporters took pictures with their cameras.
Seeing Shen Qinglan and the others coming, they all moved out of the way, probably because they had greeted them beforehand, but no one took pictures of them. This also reassured Shen Qinglan slightly, she doesn't care, but Fu Hengyi is not suitable to appear in the public eye.
Mr. Jiang is no stranger to this work. He has seen the photos many times, but it is the first time he has seen the real product. Whether it is the layout, the technique or the feelings expressed, it is indeed a masterpiece, and winning the award is well deserved. .
"The future generations are terrifying, the latter generations are terrifying, now it's all your young people's world." Mr. Jiang praised, and his love was beyond words.
Fu Hengyi's eyes never left since he fell on the painting. Although his face was calm, his heart was full of turbulence. He looked at the painting quietly, and unconsciously remembered what he saw after Grandma Shen died. The Shen Qinglan who plunged himself into the darkness and hugged him like a ball, neither eating nor drinking.
He reached out to hold Shen Qinglan's hand and exerted a little force.
Shen Qinglan glanced at him sideways, smiled slightly, and held his hand back.
After watching the entire exhibition, it was already halfway through noon. The group went to eat nearby first, and Mr. Jiang was standing there.
After eating, the Shen family went home first, Fu Hengyi gave the car keys to Shen Junyu, and he and Shen Qinglan would stay for a while longer.
"How do you go back later?" Shen Junyu took the car keys and asked.
"Let's take a taxi back by ourselves." Fu Hengyi said.
Watching them leave, Fu Hengyi looked at Shen Qinglan. It was Shen Qinglan who said he would stay first and show him something, "What do you want to show me?"
"A gift." Shen Qinglan said, thinking about it and adding, "It's a New Year's gift for you."
Fu Hengyi was curious, and followed Shen Qinglan back to the exhibition hall again. Shen Qinglan showed him a painting. On a hillside full of flowers, a man and a woman looked at each other affectionately. With just one glance, Fu Hengyi could see that this could only be done. The man and woman who saw the side faces were him and her.
"This is the gift you want to give me?" Fu Hengyi's voice was gentle, and his eyes were even more tender.
Shen Qinglan was a little uncomfortable when he saw it, and nodded lightly, "I originally planned to give it to you at the end of the exhibition."
If it weren't for too many people here, he really wanted to give her a hug, for fear that she would not like it. Fu Hengyi glanced around, and seeing that no one was paying attention, he dropped a light kiss on her lips.
She whispered in her ear, "Thank you wife, I like this gift very much."
The tips of Shen Qinglan's ears were pink, and she glanced at it and found that no one noticed it, she was slightly relieved, and said, "Let's go."
Fu Hengyi nodded, and the two turned to leave. When passing by a painting, they saw a familiar figure, and Shen Qinglan stopped.
"Yan Xi." She called softly.
Yan Xi was looking at the painting in front of her with a confused look on her face, she was startled when she heard Shen Qinglan's voice suddenly, she exhaled lightly and looked at the surprise on Shen Qinglan's face, "Big sister."
"Big sister, why are you here?" Yan Xi's expression of admiration, clearly Fu Hengyi was standing beside Shen Qinglan, and he was still a person with such a powerful aura, but in Yan Xi's eyes, it was like air.
"Come and have a look." Shen Qinglan understated it, and did not say that this exhibition was held by her. Looking at Yan Xi's expression, it was obvious that she did not know that she was deserted.
"When did you come?" Shen Qinglan asked.
"I just arrived, I didn't want to come, but my brother wanted to come and have a look, and it was boring to stay at home, so I came with my brother."
With a pat on the head, "By the way, big sister, let's have dinner with us at night, and let my brother treat you."
She also wanted to let the big sister she liked be with her brother.
Fu Hengyi's face was a little dark. Although he didn't know the little girl in front of him, he could guess the girl's identity from their conversation.
"Qinglan, it's time for us to go home. We agreed to accompany grandpa to dinner tonight." Fu Hengyi said.
Only then did Yan Xi see Fu Hengyi, "Hey, big sister, is this uncle your friend? He looks so fierce." Although Fu Hengyi is very good-looking, Yan Xi feels that this man is fierce and is very uncomfortable to her. friendly.
Hearing her name, Fu Hengyi's face darkened again. It was not the first time he was called uncle, but he just called his wife "sister". What does it mean to call himself "uncle"
Does he look old
Master Fu, who has never cared much about his age, now cares because of this. He glanced at Shen Qinglan's profile, and it seems that he is indeed much younger than himself.
Shen Qinglan was also a little embarrassed, "He's my... husband."
"Oh, it turned out to be my sister's... What, husband..." Yan Xi's voice rose suddenly, with a look of disbelief on her face.
"Big sister, you... Are you kidding me?" Even when she met Shen Qinglan's affirmative eyes, Yan Xi still refused to believe that this was the only candidate she was satisfied with as a sister-in-law. A scary uncle
Hearing the title of "husband", Fu Hengyi was satisfied, and the depression in his heart due to the large age gap with Shen Qinglan disappeared.
Yan Xi's face was unrequited, "Big sister, you haven't graduated yet, why did you get married?"
"What's married?" When Yan Shengyu came over, he happened to hear his sister's last words.
Yan Xi glanced at her brother and told you not to take the initiative at first, but now it's okay, your wife was taken away, you compensate my sister-in-law.
Yan Shengyu was furious at the resentment in his sister's eyes, "What's the matter?"
Yan Xi glared at him with a hint of hatred that iron is not steel, and said angrily, "It's nothing."
Yan Shengyu just regarded her as a child's temper, smiled and didn't care, looked at Shen Qinglan, "Shen classmate, long time no see."
Since the Baoyang turmoil broke out, Shen Qinglan has basically never appeared in the school, and there is no final exam in the senior year. After all, he has not seen Shen Qinglan for several months, and he also called Shen Qinglan. , but she didn't pick it up, knowing that she didn't like her, Yan Shengyu didn't bother her anymore.
It was a coincidence that he met at the art exhibition this time. Of course, he also just knew that Shen Qinglan was Leng Qingqiu, and he was not surprised.
"Hello." Shen Qinglan said lightly, clearly alienated.
Yan Shengyu was helpless, and he didn't know where he was so annoying, making Shen Qinglan like a stranger to see him. Every time he saw his sister's happy appearance when calling Shen Qinglan, Yan Shengyu couldn't help but feel jealous. , I'm jealous that my sister can have so many topics to talk about with Shen Qinglan.
Yan Shengyu's eyes fell on Fu Hengyi, "Who is this?"
Fu Hengyi put his hand on Shen Qinglan's waist and swore his sovereignty, "I am Qinglan's husband, Fu Hengyi."
Yan Shengyu's expression instantly stiffened. He was a big boy who had never experienced anything. He didn't know how to hide his emotions. He turned to look at Shen Qinglan and asked unnaturally, "Classmate Shen, are you married?"
Shen Qinglan nodded affirmatively, "Well, I've been married for a few months."
"Congratulations, I didn't even know you were married, so I'll give you a big red envelope another day." After Yan Shengyu said this, he felt that all his strength was drained.
"Thank you." Fu Hengyi said with a slight smile on his face, but his eyes were slightly cold when he looked at Yan Shengyu. When Shen Qinglan was rumored to be fostered, Yan Shengyu was one of the protagonists. Master Fu didn't care about him. It doesn't mean he forgot.
Yan Shengyu didn't know the man in front of him, but after listening to his self-introduction, he guessed a little bit. Seeing Shen Qinglan leaning in his arms obediently, he felt a sudden pain in his heart, which made him look a little embarrassed.
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