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Cong Sheng smiled faintly at Song Yurui beside him, with a gentle and distant look on his face, "Who are you?"
"Oh, look at me, because I am so happy that Ah Xuan is here, I was rude for a moment and haven't introduced myself yet. My surname is Song, flawless jade, the pistil of a flower, Song Yurui." Song Yurui whispered softly, with a sincere face. The apology is almost invisible.
—Good acting skills.
Cong Sheng lamented that in the comparison between Liu Ruoyun and Song Yurui, except for the appearance family, everyone else had the upper hand. With such deep scheming and such good acting skills, it would be hard to say the result without his unexpected appearance.
However, Shen Xuan is not stupid. He and Song Yurui are so familiar and even grew up together. He probably has a good idea of Song Yurui's nature no matter what. Otherwise, it can be seen from the novel that Song Yurui failed to win Shen Xuan's heart even though she tried all kinds of means.
Men will not like such a woman with unfathomable thoughts. Liu Ruoyun in the novel is good-looking and has a good family background. The most important thing is that other people are a little colder. Compared to Song Yurui, she is really a pure flower. .
The same flowers, no one would choose the piranha.
"A good name, the person lives up to his name." Cong Sheng complimented politely, with a sincere expression, but his eyes did not waver at all. He looked at Song Yurui coldly, even with a joking and subtle sarcasm, as if Are you talking about 'better than acting?' Who wouldn't? '
Cong Sheng did this on purpose. He just couldn't bear to pretend to be with this woman who loved to cheat. If it weren't for Shen Xuan, he would not care about Song Yurui. He could be even more arrogant and rude.
Because he has no scruples, he is unscrupulous.
Song Yurui's expression changed slightly, so subtle that if Cong Sheng hadn't been looking at her, he would hardly have noticed it.
As if the excitement was not enough, Cong Sheng shouted to Shen Xuan, who was already talking to the waiter about buying the painting: "Xuan~"
"Hey, what's wrong?"
Shen Xuan responded immediately with a smile on his face. He even raised his hand to signal the waiter to wait a moment. He squatted down next to Cong Sheng in the aisle, his eyes level with the sitting Cong Sheng: "Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"
Cong Sheng shook his head and didn't care about the people in the private room. He raised his hand to straighten Shen Xuan's collar and said with a smile: "I ignored all the friends in the room and went to look at that crappy painting. Do you like it that much?" I didn’t know you were an artistic young man~”
After Cong Sheng finished speaking, he looked at the waiter on the side and said, "Seeing that my friend likes it so much, you should be accommodating. It's just a decorative painting. Your manager won't refuse to agree to this, right?"
The manager is indeed accommodating. In his opinion, it is just a worthless painting. The price given by the customer can buy ten more such paintings.
The transaction price had been negotiated and Shen Xuan was about to pay when a familiar voice suddenly appeared.
"Wait a minute, I will give you double the amount of money he gives you, and this painting will be given to me."
Liu Ruoyun suddenly appeared at the door of the private room, and beside her was a young man with an arrogant look. When the young man looked at Liu Ruoyun, his eyes gradually filled with fascination and admiration. As soon as Liu Ruoyun finished speaking, he took out his wallet.
"Why don't you wrap it up yet?"
That kind of natural arrogance made Cong Sheng raise his eyebrows in amusement, "Everything must be done on a first-come, first-served basis. We have already reached an agreement. Isn't it a bit unreasonable for you to suddenly come out to cut off the mess?"
As soon as Liu Ruoyun took a step forward with a gloomy face, Shen Xuan stood in front of Cong Sheng, "Isn't this Asheng's cousin? What a rare visitor."
Seeing this, Cong Sheng quickly took out the money and stuffed it into the manager's hand, and then quickly took the painting from the waiter's hand, and the transaction was completed.
Liu Ruoyun was a little angry, "I like that painting. Manager, what do you mean?"
The young man on the side also spoke up, "Do you know who I am? It's your blessing that Miss Liu likes the paintings in your shop, so hurry up."
Cong Sheng could probably guess Liu Ruoyun's current behavior. After Liu Ruoyun left that day, he suddenly returned outside the ward door and eavesdropped on his interaction with Shen Xuan. He already knew that Shen Xuan had an unusual relationship with him. Her original male lead became someone else's, and Liu Ruoyun's change in attitude was normal.
Is she preparing to steal Shen Xuan's opportunity? Without this painting, Shen Xuan still has the power of perspective. The absence of a painting has no impact on Shen Xuan. Shen Xuan's real golden finger is his superpower. It's impossible that Liu Ruoyun doesn't know it. Now that he knows it, he still does such useless work? Or are you thinking about how much you can grab
Antiques that caught Shen Xuan's eye were worth thousands of gold. Cong Sheng also knew the true identity of the painting in the hotel. It seemed to be a double-sided painting by Tang Yin, and its value was immeasurable.
Rubbing the scroll with his fingers, Cong Sheng stared at Liu Ruoyun, thinking about how to resolve the dispute at hand.
"Miss Liu, we know that you are of high status, but power in this world cannot defeat the truth. We have already bought this painting, and the mayor's daughter cannot use his power to bully others and take what they like."
Song Yurui's slender and frail figure attracted everyone's attention. She seemed to be a warrior who was not afraid of power. She was as noble as the sky in her fragility. Her soft face was full of toughness, and her unique demeanor was even more charming. If it weren't for her standing The most beautiful angle was facing Shen Xuan's words. Cong Sheng would really applaud her righteous speech.
"Who are you? How dare you speak like this?" Seeing that his sweetheart was speechless, the admirer beside Liu Ruoyun immediately stood up and pushed Song Yurui away almost arrogantly.
With a stunning beauty like Liu Ruoyun in front of her, how could a little girl like Song Yurui win the pity of this dandy
Seeing that she had been humiliated so unceremoniously, Song Yurui's eyes flashed with anger, but her face showed hurt and sadness. She was staggering about to fall in a graceful manner, facing Shen Xuan.
Cong Sheng's eyes flashed, and he quickly stepped forward to support Song Yurui, and pressed several acupuncture points on Song Yurui's body with his fingers.
"Thank you, Ah Xuan..."
"Sorry, I'm not Shen Xuan. Are you okay?" Cong Sheng looked at Song Yurui, who was lying in his arms with her eyes closed and a shy face, and suppressed a smile.
"Xiao Rui, hurry up and get up." There was a hint of dissatisfaction in Shen Xuan's voice, but Song Yu Rui felt happy when she heard this, but the joy soon disappeared.
"You are so fat and Aze is not in good health. Don't burden him."
Song Yurui: "..."
Cong Sheng: "..."
Others in the private room: "..."
Song Yurui stood up angrily, lowering her head to straighten the wrinkles in her clothes, making it difficult to see her expression.
Liu Ruyun lightly sneered and said mockingly: "Not to mention your bad looks, at least your gender is wrong. They are a couple, and being a third party in front of everyone is really a green tea (female watch)."
Cong Sheng watched Liu Ruoyun, whose verbal skills continued to improve, and finally gained 5 favorability points towards her.
"You misunderstood, I and..."
"Okay, I won't let you do this. Stop talking and take out the painting. I'm in a hurry to eat." Liu Ruoyun waved his hands impatiently and looked at the painting in Cong Sheng's hand with burning eyes.
Cong Sheng looked at Liu Ruoyun, whose eyes were wandering, and sighed inwardly. He thought she had given up on Shen Xuan. Please stop staring at his man out of the corner of your eye.
"I heard that Province J is preparing to make a move, and the third uncle is also on the candidate list. If there are rumors that a certain mayor's daughter is using his power to bully others..." Cong Sheng played with the mobile phone in his hand and said calmly, without looking at Liu Ruoyun's changing expression.
"That's your third uncle."
"I have more than one uncle."
Liu Ruoyun's chest was shaking with anger, and the young man on the side couldn't help but feel his throat slide as he looked at Liu Ruoyun's majestic breasts, forgetting to stand up for the beauty.
Liu Ruoyun left with a group of people angrily. Before leaving, he gave Cong Sheng a vicious look, intending to tell him that the matter was not over yet.
Of course, this matter is not over. Although I feel sorry for the current third uncle, Cong Sheng will not wait for Liu Ruoyun's father to become more arrogant after his promotion. Anyway, his surname is not Liu.
Cong Sheng secretly arranged some actions. With this personnel change, Liu's father, who had a good chance of being promoted, was actually demoted one level to a remote city. Liu Ruoyun also followed him away from the big city. Liu Ruoyun, who didn't have any golden fingers and wasn't very scheming, hardly posed much of a threat. Instead, he slowly fell silent. Later, for the sake of the Liu family's future, he married an ordinary-looking dude from a wealthy family and got caught up in a fight between wealthy families.
That’s a story for another day.
Shen Xuan's friends were very kind to Cong Sheng, and they didn't look strange at his relationship with Shen Xuan, and they joked and laughed as usual.
Except for Song Yurui, who had been silent and absent-minded, the party was quite happy.
Cong Sheng lived with Shen Xuan like this. There were no servants at home, but Shen Xuan hired a part-time worker, but Shen Xuan did all the cooking. He was very talented in cooking, and Cong Sheng lost weight. My body gradually gained more meat.
During these days with Shen Xuan, Cong Sheng has truly seen what it means to be a male protagonist in a certain urban supernatural novel. Shen Xuan always has opportunities wherever he goes.
As long as he goes to the street, he will never come back empty-handed. The secret room of the villa is full of Shen Xuan's trophies.
Perhaps it was because the two of them were living too carefree lives. On this day, Shen Xuan received a call from his teacher, asking him to take Cong Sheng with him.
"Don't worry, Mr. Hu likes me very much, and he will definitely like you too." Shen Xuan has said this similar comfort many times, and Cong Sheng doesn't find it annoying, and just listens with a smile.
"I'm not worried." Cong Sheng was really not worried. He had been an emperor himself, and his time in a high position was measured in hundreds of years. He really didn't care about this little scene.
Shen Xuan's teacher, the old man who retired from the center, seemed to be a very ordinary and kind old man at first glance. He did not express any words or opinions on the relationship between Shen Xuan and Cong Sheng.
He warmly entertained the two of them for a light meal, chatted casually, and then sent them back in a Hongqi car with a special license plate.
Cong Sheng was not surprised by the old man's attitude. He was a shrewd and capable person who could judge the situation. Even if he had the means, he would not be easily seen by others.
Although he sincerely cultivated Shen Xuan as a disciple in the collecting world, he also took a fancy to Shen Xuan's monstrous luck.
However, Cong Sheng knew these political matters in his heart, but would not explain them to Shen Xuan. Shen Xuan has excellent qualifications in stone gambling and collecting, but he is a complete novice when it comes to politics.
Mr. Hu and Shen Xuan benefited from each other. In the novel, Mr. Hu always loved and helped Shen Xuan. Although he was used in some ways, he never hurt Shen Xuan.
Since the old man did not object to his relationship with Shen Xuan, Cong Sheng would not do anything unnecessary.
But I don't know if God couldn't see Cong Sheng being too smooth. His father, whom he hadn't seen for a long time, actually came to the door with his half-brother he had never seen before.