Ye Tianxin looks at the bottom of the picture frame and writes a word that has been sold.

"Yes, I am the buyer."

Li Qingcang gathered to the ear of Ye Tianxin and said a low.

Ye Tianxin said playfully, "the gold Lord is very good."

Ye Tianxin and Li Qingcang slowly appreciate all the paintings in this gallery. The average level of these paintings is very high. Some paintings are obviously super standard paintings.

In fact, there are a lot of very spiritual and gifted painters, because of various reasons have been buried their talent.

"I'll buy your paintings first, so that no one will buy them."

At the thought of Ye Tianxin, if her paintings were bought by others and hung in the room, the feeling was inexplicably gloomy and frightening.

"It's still my husband's idea."

Although Li Qingcang bought this painting in advance, according to the regulations, it needs to be displayed until the end of the exhibition.

After the exhibition, there will still be a charity auction.

The money from the auction will become a nutritious lunch for schools in mountainous areas.

"Which pair do you like?"

After a tour, ye Tianxin selects two paintings.

One is "early summer" painted by Yan Shanyue.

One is "return" by an unknown painter.

The artistic conception of the two paintings is particularly good, and the painter's brushwork is delicate and gentle.

"Like these two, too."

In these things, Li Qingcang certainly has no position, what she likes is naturally what he likes.

At eight o'clock in the evening, the auction of charity art exhibition was officially held.

The arrangement of the auction venue is simple and artistic.

As an auctioneer, Yan Shanyue narrated the origin of these paintings in detail on the auction platform.

Her voice is gentle and beautiful.

That confident flying appearance, make ye sweetheart can't help thinking, decades of peaceful marriage life is not all her edges and corners?

"I feel that my aunt Yue is very good tonight."

"Is it? That's really the same thing, and I think she's brilliant

In the dark, there is a person, also alone standing here, looking at the Yan Shan moon on the stage.

She was his wife.

It's a pearl in his life.

However, he was so stupid that he threw the Pearl into the dark corner, causing the Pearl to be covered with a thick layer of dust.

Let it lose its dazzling brilliance.

Standing on the auction platform, Yan Shanyue's eyes flashed across Ying Wang's face, but for more than ten days, he seemed to have changed.

After the auction, Yan Shanyue came down from the stage. She went to Ying Wang's side and asked indifferently, "what's wrong with you?"

"I'll see you."

At this time, Wang wanwan did not have the spirit, mature and introverted.

Yan Shanyue noticed some small details on Ying Wang's body. She whispered, "Ying Wang, did you not look in the mirror when you went out?"

"What's the matter?"

I don't know.

Yan Shanyue sighed and said, "Ying Wang, I know that Li Zhiwei's death has a great impact on you."

"Wife, can't we really have a new comer?"

"Sorry, I can't

Yan Shanyue thinks that if Ying Wang wants to get back together with her, then I'm sorry, she has never thought about this problem.

Never.

After her divorce from Jiayuan, she seemed to see that the most The light behind.

She didn't know when her life would end.

She didn't know what her life would be like in the end?

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