Zhang Ruohan was about to smash the bowl when he paused and remained silent for a moment: "Did you go to see her?"
"Haha, yes, I went to see her."
Lin Qiuci thought of Su Qiao, who was becoming more and more beautiful, and a bitter smile appeared on his face.
"She is living a very good life now. She is rich, powerful and well-known. Many young men with good family backgrounds want to marry her. I heard that she will be holding an art exhibition tomorrow."
Zhang Ruohan's eyes flickered slightly: "Art exhibition?"
Lin Qiuci hated this state of his the most.
As long as she told him the news about Su Qiao, as long as she talked about Su Qiao, he would be quiet like a normal person.
With a flash of jealousy and hatred in his eyes, Lin Qiuci sneered: "What? You want to go?"
"Unfortunately, it's useless even if you go. She will only belong to your eldest brother and will never be yours!"
Zhang Ruohan picked up the bowl next to him and threw it at him: "Shut up!"
*
Su Qiao didn't know what kind of life these two were living now, and she didn't bother to care.
Anyway, what should be done has been done, and what revenge should be taken has been taken.
The next day, her first solo exhibition was held at the Art Exhibition Center.
Because she is very famous now, many people come.
There were students, professors, people interested in painting, foreigners, children of some large families, and even many influential figures in the literary world.
Although Su Qiao is very famous, few people have seen her true face.
Many people came here today for this purpose.
The newspaper president Gu Junting, the German businessman Andrei, and Duan Jiarui from the military and political family Duan, who had previously sent visiting cards and invitation letters, etc.
Su Qiao wore a gradient moon-gray-blue long dress today. It was made of bright satin inside and a layer of transparent crocheted lace outside.
Retro small stand-up collar, transparent crochet lace three-quarter sleeves, tightened waist, flared hem, and ankle-length.
With her jade-white skin, delicate and perfect facial features, and very elegant bun, she exudes a noble and elegant temperament.
Today's outfit is designed by her by combining retro cheongsam with modern evening gown.
The exhibition site is also very comfortable and elegant.
The melodious music echoed softly in the exhibition hall without disturbing the whispered conversations of people around.
Su Qiao stood beside the piano on the side of the stage, giving a polite smile to those who passed by, and occasionally sat down to play a tune.
This was the scene Zhang Ruohan saw when he arrived.
Su Qiao was a little surprised to see him.
After thinking for a while, he slowly walked forward and asked, "Why are you here?"
Zhang Ruohan did not answer, but looked around and said with some difficulty: "These... are all drawn by you?"
Su Qiao followed his gaze and said, "This is my art exhibition."
If it wasn’t drawn by me, could it be that you drew it
A trace of bitterness flashed across Zhang Ruohan's eyes: "Very...very good."
When Zhang Jingyu came up, he happened to see the two of them talking.
He paused, stepped forward and gently hugged Su Qiao's waist, saying apologetically: "I'm sorry, I'm late."
"Are you tired? Do you want to take a rest?"
"I'm not tired. You guys chat while I play a song for you."
There was nothing much to talk about with Zhang Ruohan and Su Qiao, and it was a bit awkward for the three of them to meet.
Zhang Jingyu nodded slightly: "Okay."
Su Qiao thought about it and talked about a famous piano piece "Wedding in a Dream".
In his previous life, Su Qiao's piano skills had reached the eleventh level of foreign performance standards, and he could play even classic masterpieces with ease.
The melodious music immediately attracted everyone's attention and they all listened quietly.