Lu Zheng had already returned to Lu's house at this time, and was talking with Mr. Lu. Hearing the unconcealable joy and pride in Fang Yunyi's words, he also smiled.
"Yeah?"
"yes!"
Fang Yunyi looked at her hands, they were fair and slender, like fine fat jade.
It's a pity, a pity, this hand didn't touch little Ari today.
Forget it, there will always be a chance in the future!
"At the art exhibition today, Ali and I talked a lot!"
Although it was a bit stuck at the beginning, she and Shen Li chatted more smoothly and happily.
Overall performance, no matter what, I have to give nine points!
Lu Zheng was a little surprised.
"So, yesterday's effort was not in vain?"
"Of course. I only memorized half of the book yesterday, but I have already seen many of the paintings on display today! More importantly, there are several paintings that A Li likes very much! You Do you know what it's called?"
Fang Yunyi leaned back, tapping her beautiful fingers on her knees,
"Hearts are connected, mother and daughter are connected!"
Lu Huaiyu opened his eyes and silently pressed the car window.
The cool evening wind blew, and he tugged at the collar of his shirt.
Fang Yunyi didn't notice his abnormality at all, she was still immersed in self-affirmation and intoxication.
Lu Zheng smiled and asked:
"Then does Ali know that she has a bond with your mother and daughter?"
Fang Yunyi couldn't hear the ridicule in his words, and hummed softly.
"Sooner or later."
"Lu Zheng, admit it, you are just envious."
Lu Huai turned his head and looked at Fang Qingyun:
"Uncle Fang, how long until you get home?"
Fang Qingyun coughed lightly.
"Soon, soon."
Lu Huaiyu took out his mobile phone, lowered his head, and wanted to send a message to Shen Li.
Fang Yunyi's voice came:
"I'll hang up first, and I'll make you envious when I get home."
Lu Huai and the mobile phone with the screen, chose to give up.
never mind.
I can't save it.
…
Lu Zheng hung up the phone, and Mr. Lu looked over.
"Yunyi's phone number?"
Lu Zheng nodded, and made a cup of tea for Mr. Lu:
"She went to see Luo Nai's art exhibition today, and happened to meet A Li, so they went shopping together."
Mr. Lu suddenly became curious.
"how is it going?"
Lu Zheng recalled the content of the phone call just now, and said:
"Yunyun said that she hits it off with A Li very much. I was very happy to see the art exhibition today. A Li should also like her very much."
"I knew it!"
Mr. Lu chuckled, picked up the teacup, blew on it,
"Yunyi never went to an art exhibition for more than an hour before, but today she's been there almost all day, isn't it obvious enough?"
Lu Zheng nodded:
"You said so."
But I just don't know whether she is looking at the painting or the little girl.
…
Twenty minutes later, the black Palamela slowly stopped at the door of Lu's house.
Lu Huaihe got out of the car, and helped Fang Yunyi open the door.
Fang Yunyi stepped on stiletto heels and walked inside with aura full of aura as if returning from victory.
"dad."
Fang Yunyi greeted Mr. Lu first.
Mr. Lu smiled and waved:
"Yunyi is back. I've been shopping outside for a day. Are you tired? Sit down and rest!"
Fang Yunyi walked over and sat down on the sofa.
"Not tired, I chatted with Ali for a long time."
Lu Huaiyu followed behind.
"Grandpa, Dad."
No one paid him any attention.
Mr. Lu sat forward and picked up a book on the coffee table.
"Really? Then tell me quickly, Alido likes the paintings of Luo Nai the most?"
Next time he can participate more!
Fang Yunyi saw the pair of "Appreciation and Analysis of Luo Nai's Works Collection" in his hand, and felt familiar.
"Dad, this seems to be my copy?"
When she got off the plane yesterday, she learned that Shen Li liked Luo Nai's paintings, so she found this book temporarily.
How did you get to the old man now
Lu Zheng explained:
"I took it from over there. Dad happened to see it and was very interested, so he picked it up and looked at it."
Mr. Lu felt that Fang Yunyi's thinking was correct.
"In this regard, although we are not as professional as Mei Yanqing, it is good to know more about it!"
Fang Yunyi nodded in agreement, raised her hand to take the book and flipped through it.
"I remember Ali said today that she likes that painting "Twilight" very much! Yes, that's it!"
When she turned to a certain page, her bright eyebrows looked a little proud.
"Ari and I talked a lot about this painting today, she—"
Suddenly, her voice stopped abruptly.
Lu Huaiyu opened the refrigerator and took a bottle of ice water.
Mr. Lu asked strangely, "Yunyi, what's wrong?"
Fang Yunyi held the book in front of her eyes and stared at that page in disbelief.
The above is the painting "Twilight", and the following two paragraphs are analyzed.
This drawing is fine, but the analysis—
She closed her eyes and looked at the past word by word again.
It's really different from her back!
A ridiculous idea emerged from his mind.
Fang Yunyi put the book down stiffly, and then said slowly:
"Huaiyu, am I..."
Lu Huaihe unscrewed the bottle cap, and the cold liquid flowed down the throat.
Hearing this, he turned his head to look over and smiled slightly.
"yes."
Fang Yunyi: "..."
That cold and bright face was brilliant in an instant.
Both Mr. Lu and Lu Zheng sensed something was wrong.
Mr. Lu glanced suspiciously at the two of them:
"Yunyi, Huaiyu, what's wrong?"
Isn't that right? Why did this happen all of a sudden
Lu Zheng squinted his eyes, his eyes fixed on Fang Yunyi's face for a moment, and he vaguely guessed something.
"Wrong memorization?"
As soon as these three words came out, the whole living room fell into dead silence.
Seeing Fang Yunyi clutching the book tightly, old man Lu endured and endured, but he couldn't hold back, and whispered:
"That... Yunyi, don't tear up the book, I still read it..."
Fang Yunyi stood up suddenly:
"Lu Huaiyu! Why didn't you remind me!? Do you still think I'm a mother!?"
Lu Huai and An Jing reminded:
"You asked me to go to another hall to see the exhibition by myself."
Later, although he insisted on going with him, but failed repeatedly, Fang Yunyi only cared about having a good chat with Shen Li, and never gave him a chance to speak.
Fang Yunyi held his breath in his chest, extremely annoyed.
"I recited it wrong! How could I recite this wrong!?"
Lu Zheng said:
"Huaiyu, why did you talk to your mother?"
Lu Huaihe paused, and finally comforted him:
"It's okay."
"That's not the only thing that's wrong. But haven't you and Ali been chatting happily?"
It doesn't matter what the process is, as long as the result is good.
Fang Yunyi fell silent.
Lu Zheng gave Lu Huaiyu a warning look, stood up, walked to Fang Yunyi's side, and patted her on the shoulder lightly.
"Didn't you say that you and A Li have a heart-to-heart bond, mother and daughter?"
"She must have understood."
Fang Yunyi still didn't speak.
Lu Zheng called her: "Yunyun?"
Fang Yunyi took out her mobile phone with a blank expression, and started to make a call, her tone was extremely calm:
"Hello? Is Millie the manager of FEI? Do you have any new ones?"
"Send them all over tomorrow."
(end of this chapter)