As soon as Yan Hai'an returned to China, he heard that Mo Yi had gotten into trouble before his jet lag reversed, and he was so shocked that he was in a bad mood. Su Yin panicked when he saw the man into the police station, for fear that Sun Yan would make trouble for him and lose his golden job.
Sun Yan said: "I told you to take care of people, why the fuck did you take care of me like this?"
Su Yin was holding the steering wheel with sweaty palms: "I'm sorry, Mr. Sun, I was negligent."
In fact, whether Mo Yisheng murdered or set fire to Sun Yan didn't matter to Sun Yan, but he couldn't see Yan Haian being so anxious: "Okay, stop talking nonsense to me, does it matter if he runs away?"
"I," Su Yin paused, reluctantly said, "Liang Tian has already gone to do it."
Sun Yan immediately said to Yan Hai'an: "Liang Tian is the most efficient in handling affairs, and he is also familiar with finding people. Let's go home first and promise to bring Mo Yisheng back to you immediately."
"Let's go to the police station first, I want to see him." Yan Haian pinched the bridge of his nose, "How could he do such a thing... No, this seems to be something he did, I should have thought of it earlier."
Sun Yan hugged his shoulders, looked at the cautious Su Yin in the rearview mirror, gave him a vicious look, and signaled that he would settle accounts with you later.
Su Yin shrank his neck and silently increased the speed of the car.
In the police station, Liang Tian asked the lawyer to go through the formalities, and called outside by himself. Sun's name was very useful, and he responded after a while.
He put down the phone, frowning slightly.
A beam of headlights illuminated his feet, Liang Tian woke up from his contemplation, and walked down the steps: "Mr. Sun, when the matter is settled, he will come out soon."
Sun Yan immediately said to Yan Hai'an, "Look, don't you worry?"
Yan Haian breathed a sigh of relief: "Thank you, it's really hard work for you."
"No trouble." Liang Tian smiled politely, "It's my job."
If you have a relationship in the country, you will be more efficient. The lawyer brought Mo Yisheng while they were talking.
"Yi Sheng!" Yan Hai'an quickly stepped forward and held his hand, "Are you all right? Did you hurt yourself?"
Mo Yisheng was not as depressed or lost as he thought. Instead, he acted calmly and even smiled at him: "I'm fine, why are you back?"
This performance made Yan Haian even more worried, but now is not the time to pursue it. He dare not mention the painting and competition: "Well, I just returned to China."
But Sun Yan didn't have any scruples at all: "It's fine when you come out, you don't have to worry about this matter, what should you do when you go back, the one with the surname He or something will be cleaned up later, go back first, this place is very bad luck. "
Yan Hai'an turned his head and stared, why don't you open which pot and which pot? !
Sun Yan: "???"
Yan Hai'an hurriedly went to see Mo Yisheng, and Mo Yisheng said, "Thank you, I'm sorry to trouble you."
Sun Yan recovered from the bewilderment, waved his hand angrily and said, "Your friend, you're welcome."
Liang Tian went to ask the lawyer for details, and Su Yin went to drive. Mo Yisheng was led forward by Yan Hai'an, he said: "Haian, you came here specially for me, right?"
Yan Haian was silent for a moment: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't have left."
He regretted deeply, but Mo Yisheng smiled instead: "Why did you say sorry to me? It's not you, nor me."
"Yes," Sun Yan joked, "It's this world that's wrong."
Yan Haian: "..."
He really wanted to grab the mallet and beat him up. Is it funny to make such a joke at this time? !
Mo Yisheng didn't answer, but lowered his eyes.
The three came to the car, Sun Yan went to pull the rear door, Yan Haian said: "You take the co-pilot."
Sun Yan: "..."
Sun Yan was so angry, why would he be treated differently every time he met Mo Yisheng? Who has a better relationship with whom: "I'm going to sit in the back."
Yan Hai'an gave him a look of "Why are you so ignorant" and asked Mo Yisheng to sit in first, then he got in, followed by Sun Yan.
Yan Hai'an was hit right in the middle by him: "..."
Sun Yan leaned against the door and said in a rough voice, "What's the matter?! This car is big and seats five."
So three big men squeezed in the back seat, and the scene was horrible.
Su Yin couldn't understand the strange relationship between these three people, and asked cautiously: "Mr. Sun, where are you going first?"
Sun Yan didn't dare to get angry with Yan Hai'an, so he could only pass it on to Su Yin: "Didn't you see that everyone didn't eat? Go eat first!"
Su Yin didn't dare to ask what to eat again, and started the car tremblingly.
Yan Hai'an looked at Mo Yisheng's face with concern, and saw that he had a bewildered smile on his face all the time, and he was quite terrified: "Yi Sheng, anyone may encounter unkind people. Wasn't it because I was stalked when I was expelled from school?" ? It's just that you're unlucky."
Mo Yisheng looked out the window: "I'm lucky, the first person I met was you."
Yan Haian didn't guard against his sudden sensationalism, and choked up in an instant: "Yi Sheng..."
Mo Yisheng looked at his own reflection on the window: "I burned that painting because I didn't want to keep it for him. He has no right."
Sun Yan said meanly: "It's useless to burn the painting, it's also his painting in the eyes of outsiders."
Yan Hai'an elbowed Sun Yan in the ribs, and Sun Yan groaned.
"It doesn't matter, that painting is not pure, it is a stain." He turned his head and closed his eyes, "I don't want people to know that it is my painting."
Yan Hai'an's liver was trembling. People like Mo Yisheng looked innocent, but they were actually very extreme. He was afraid that Mo Yisheng would go from one extreme to another, and what's more, he would give up painting.
However, Mo Yisheng remained silent all the way, not even saying a word during the meal. Yan Haian was very worried about him, but for the first time he couldn't understand him.
Because this matter was resolved so quickly, Li Weiwei's relatives didn't know what her son had done. But He Ling is quite well-known now, and the painting that won the international award was suddenly burned. Is this a loss of morality or a distortion of human nature? The media loves this kind of news the most, how could they let it go. Sun Yan's power was limited, so he had to ask his elder brother for help to suppress this matter so as not to have too much impact on Mo Yisheng.
After Sun Ling asked about the situation in a few words, he asked back: "Even if the media doesn't report this matter and the public doesn't know about it, how can people in their circle not know about it? That friend of yours doesn't want to hang out in the circle anymore?"
Sun Yan was speechless: "Is this a small problem?"
Sun Ling knew that he meant that with the backing of their Sun family, they would always be able to get away with it if they held a handful: "Treat the symptoms but not the root cause. Artists cherish feathers the most. A bad reputation is always bad."
Sun Yan didn't expect so much at all, but he was never considerate of a caring person, and he only thought about whether Yan Hai'an would be worried about this, so he cared: "Then how to do it? Throwing money?"
"It's going to cost some money, but it's not stuff..." Sun Ling looked at his younger brother's indifferent face, and shook his head helplessly, "Okay, you don't have to worry about this, Hai'an is satisfied with the safekeeping."
"Just wait for your words!" Sun Yan immediately dumped the blame on his brother, "As soon as possible."
Sun Ling scolded with a smile: "I really owe you."
Sun Yan got Sun Ling's promise, and happily ran to Yan Hai'an to claim credit, but Yan Hai'an was too late to be happy because Mo Yisheng was about to leave.
He handed over the house and studio to Yan Haian for safekeeping and care, and then prepared to travel alone.
Yan Hai'an was dumbfounded: "Are you going to find your mother?"
Mo Yisheng, who was packing his luggage, looked up: "I told my mother, she is very supportive."
Of course a brain circuit like Li Weiwei will support you!
"Yisheng, calm down, this matter can be resolved." Yan Haian wanted to go to Lamo Yisheng, but Sun Yan held him back.
Sun Yan sized Mo Yisheng up and asked, "Have you decided?"
After packing the suitcase, Mo Yisheng closed the zipper: "Well, I've bought the plane ticket."
Yan Hai'an was dumbfounded, and Sun Yan whistled: "It's terrible, now I even buy the plane ticket myself. Where are you going?"
Mo Yisheng smiled: "Go to Paris first, I want to see "Water Lilies" in the Orangery Pavilion. Hai'an, didn't we agree to go and see it when we have time? When you have time, I will go first step."
Sun Yan raised his eyebrows, and pulled Yan Haian to his side: "Oh, don't worry, I will take him there."
Seeing the interaction between the two, Mo Yisheng felt the last bit of resentment disappear, and he continued: "You don't have to worry about me about He Ling, I don't care what other people think, and I don't mess around, you know Yes. I just feel like I’ve been here too long to think that’s the way the world is.”
Yan Hai'an frowned, and asked what he was most worried about: "You...can draw, right?"
"Of course." Mo Yisheng smiled as he spoke. This smile is a little different from those exquisite and picturesque smiles before. His eyes are shining like newborn stars. "I will see me I have drawn all the things I have, and I may have to send them back to you to save them for me."
When he said this, Yan Hai'an was somewhat relieved, no matter what Mo Yisheng thought, at least he would not give up his favorite oil painting, as long as he confirmed this point was enough.
Sun Yan looked at Yan Hai'an, and said proactively, "It's your first time traveling alone, I'll find someone to follow you, so that Hai'an won't worry."
"There's nothing to worry about, I'm an adult too." Mo Yisheng was in a daze for a moment, "This time, I want to go alone."
Sun Yan smiled amusedly, and turned to ask Yan Hai'an, "Do you think the child has grown up?"
Yan Hai'an didn't refute, at this moment he couldn't tell what he was feeling.
In the end, he just said, "Remember to call me."