Xiao Jinshen's expression became condensed. He walked to the paintings and looked at the paintings on the wall.
By the lines, the painting style, the way it was painted, he could tell it was authentic.
It is indeed Huan Xi's painting.
Huan Xi's painting style is very unique, and many famous painters today cannot imitate it.
It is easy for everyone to judge the authenticity when they see it.
The several painting methods used here are very unique.
No experts have studied it yet.
There are very few paintings about Huan Xi circulating in the world. Whenever one appears, it will be snapped up.
Xiao Jin was deeply shocked, and a deep and complex light flashed in her beautiful eyes.
Ye Suxi didn't know what Xiao Jinshen was thinking at this time.
She walked slowly to the wall, touched her paintings with her hands, her eyes were hot, "I didn't expect that my mother saved all the paintings I painted and even framed them."
The walls are covered with paintings, all painted by Ye Suxi before, like a small art exhibition.
Looking at these paintings, Ye Suxi thought of her mother.
Her eyes turned red, she missed her mother.
But her mother is gone.
There was a sad light in Ye Suxi's eyes. She sniffed hard and took a breath to suppress the emotion.
She didn't want Xiao Jinshen to worry.
She brought Xiao Jinshen to see it, also because she wanted Xiao Jinshen to see the place where she used to live.
And this house holds many memories of her childhood.
After her parents left, she didn't have the courage to come and see the house alone, for fear of being upset by the scene.
So I dragged Xiao Jinshen over.
It is true that with Xiao Jinshen here, she can feel better.
Less lonely.
Xiao Jin said in a deep and clear voice: "Xi'er, were you the one who painted these paintings?"
Xiao Jinshen had never seen Ye Suxi paint such a painting.
Xiao Jinshen was deeply touched at this moment.
He still didn't know her well enough.
It turns out that she is really a treasure. The more I get to know her, the more I find that there are many treasures hidden in her.
It's like being covered with a mysterious veil. When one layer of the veil is unveiled, there are still layers to come.
She knew so much, but he never knew about it.
His skills are comparable to those of a killer, including piano composition, racing, and painting.
These are not something ordinary people can do.
And there were faint scars on her back.
All this shows that there are many secrets in his Xi'er.
Looking at Ye Suxi at this time, Xiao Jinshen also had a complex and deep light in his eyes.
A faint light flashed in his eyes, and he didn't know how to tell Ye Suxi this.
Ye Suxi was focused on the painting and didn't notice the strange expression on Xiao Jinshen's face. She nodded, "Yes!"
"I used to draw these, but my mother stopped letting me draw them later."
"One time my mother said she would burn all the paintings I painted, but I didn't expect that she meant that. She actually packed up all the paintings for me."
"My mother is very good to me and loves me very much. If it weren't for my mother, I might not be alive today."
At this time, Ye Suxi also had the memory of her mother in her mind.
She thinks her mother is a very smart and capable person.
She is very beautiful. Whatever she does, she does it silently and never lets her know.
At the beginning, I didn't know what method my mother used to make Sikou Qinghan stop causing trouble to her and spare her life.
In fact, she didn't even know it at that time.
Only later, when talking to Madam Ye and Ye Xinwan, did I learn about these things.
Ye Suxi always felt that her mother had secrets.
My mother knows a lot, is very smart, and reacts very sensitively to many things.
But my mother kept many things to herself.
I never told her anything.
And many of the things my mother did were a bit strange.
For example, after her father passed away, why did her mother arrange a marriage between her and the Chu family? Was it to protect her
There are also things left by her mother, such as real estate, which she can only use after getting married.
Now, Ye Suxi feels strange when she thinks of many things arranged by her mother.
Xiao Jin listened carefully to what Ye Suxi said.
Xiao Jinshen suddenly felt that Ye Suxi's mother might also have some secrets hidden in her.
"Do you know your mother's life experience?"
Ye Suxi shook her head, "My mother was an orphan. She was injured once and was saved by my father. The two of them got together later."
orphan
Such an identity is probably fake.
Ye Suxi thought for a while and said: "But I always feel that my mother is not like an orphan. She understands a lot and knows a lot. She never talks about what happened when she was a child, and she never mentions her past."
I didn't think much about it when I was a child, but now that I think about it carefully, I always feel that there is something wrong everywhere.
"But my mother is dead. Even if I want to know something, I can't."
Moreover, Ye Suxi felt that her mother's death was also very strange, and she guessed that it had something to do with Mrs. Ye.
I don’t know what Mrs. Ye knows.
Anyway, Mrs. Ye was not kind to her mother at first.
However, her father protected her mother closely. When her father was around, no one dared to let her mother really feel wronged.
Grandpa also did not allow Mrs. Ye to do anything to her father and mother.
Even her grandfather taught her personally.
A faint light flashed through Xiao Jin's deep eyes, thoughtfully.
After pondering for a moment, Xiao Jinshen pointed at the seal at the bottom of the screen, "Look at this."
Ye Suxi leaned over and took a look, "There's still a seal, Huanxi? I don't remember when I put the seal on it."
"Did my mother give me the seal?"
Ye Suxi was very confused.
"You don't know this seal?" Xiao Jinshen's eyes were a little deep, and he lowered his head and looked at Ye Suxi seriously.
Ye Suxi shook her head, "I didn't know. I wanted to write an inscription at that time, and my mother said she would stamp it for me later. It turned out to be this."
As if she thought of something, Ye Suxi's face changed, her eyes trembled, "Huan Xi?"
Ye Suxi seems to be familiar with these two words, and Huan Xi seems to be a very famous person in the painting world.
But those were the people who discussed it in the top world, so she didn't pay much attention to it.
But when she saw these two words, her brain seemed to have been struck by lightning, and she suddenly reacted.
"Could it be that Huanxi is me?"
Ye Suxi was shocked, unbelievable and unbelievable.
She had loved painting since she was a child, and she studied and practiced painting very seriously. She knew that she might be pretty good at painting, but she never expected to meet the famous Huan Xi.
Xiao Jin looked deeply at Ye Suxi's reaction and asked warmly: "Don't you know?"
Ye Suxi shook her head, still in shock, "I don't know, my mother collected these paintings later, and I didn't even know she even stamped them."
"It can't be fake, right?"
Xiao Jin smiled deeply, with a gentle light in his eyes, "It's not fake, it's genuine."
(End of chapter)