Chapter 278

"You, how did you find this painting..." the old man muttered to himself. He looked back at Qi Lingyang and felt a little strange.

They all talked about Cao Cao. As soon as he mentioned the painter, Su Xiang found his paintings.

Qi Lingyang also looked at the old man and walked to Su Xiang. The old man stood on one side with his hands on his back, watched Su Xiang open the sealing paper there, pointed, looked up and slowly said to Qi Lingyang: "well, he was the painter who was with Shen Yan in those years. Alas... "The old man sighed, shook his head and glanced at Su Xiang again, with a feeling of good fortune.

Qi Lingyang and Su Xiang's eyes touched. They both looked awe inspiring. In order to prevent old man he from noticing the difference, both of them remained silent. Su Xiang endured the surging excitement in his chest and his fingers trembled.

The painter who was with Shen Yan was called Ye Cheng? So, what's the matter with Yan Lin? Is she her friend? Did she make a mistake?

Anyway, Su Xiang calmly opened the last piece of paper, and a beautiful painting appeared in front of him. Under the soft light, the painting seemed to be gentle, giving people a warm and flexible feeling.

Su Xiang held his breath and looked at the painting. There was no movement for a long time. The old man looked in his eyes and thought that Su Xiang was amazed by the painting, and a shrewd light flashed at the bottom of his eyes. He coughed and said, "it seems that Miss Su has an eye for this painting."

Su Xiang didn't respond to him. He just continued to look at the painting and couldn't take his eyes away from the painting.

The structure of the painting is very special. A bunch of ginger flowers are held by a pair of soft hands. The flowers cover the woman's face. Only a pair of bright smiling eyes can be seen from the gap between the flowers, as if the flower is her and she is the flower.

Eyes... Mother

Even if there is no smoke in the world, she always remembers the smiling eyes.

Su Xiang couldn't help reaching out and touching those eyes. When she was about to touch them, the old man suddenly called her and said, "don't, don't touch."

The old man looked excited, his body squatted reflexively, his hands stretched forward and made a stop. Su Xiang was suddenly interrupted and startled. He looked at the old man in amazement. The old man immediately said, "the paint on this painting is not ordinary paint." Then he looked at the baby on his face and took a look at the picture.

Su Xiang looked down. Although it was a long time ago, compared with those antique paintings, it was only more than 30 years. The color was as new and could not see anything special. The old man squatted down, pointed to the flowers and said, "at that time, Ye Cheng graduated from the Academy of fine arts and studied ancient painting pigments. All the pigments in his paintings were mixed by himself. "

Su Xiang was silent. When listening to others talk about the man's story, she dared not breathe loudly for fear of missing a word. She has studied traditional Chinese painting and has some artistic skills. She knows that when some people are obsessed with painting, they will mix their own pigments, and some even grind gemstones into powder. Therefore, there are paintings that will not fade for thousands of years.

Su Xiang didn't know what raw materials Ye Cheng used to mix such colors, but he must have carefully developed them.

The woman above is his favorite. But why did he entrust such a precious painting to such a greasy old man for sale?

Su Xiang asked the question at the bottom of his heart, calmly looked up at the old man and said calmly, "Oh? It turns out that Ye Cheng is so talented. But why is his painting here? In addition, according to this man's talent, he should not be unknown. Why have I never heard of it? "

The old man opened his chair and sat down. His face showed regret again. He said, "Hey, it's all a love word..."

He looked at Su Xiang as if he was afraid and closed his mouth. Su Xiang looks at Qi Lingyang. She is the daughter of Su Mingdong and Shen Yan. The old man probably cares about this.

Su Xiang smiled faintly and said, "you don't have to avoid it. I also like to hear stories about talented people and beautiful women. "

The old man grinned and said, "it's fate that Miss Su chose this painting. The person in the picture is your mother Shen Yan. I think Miss Su recognized it just now? "

Su Xiang inherited Shen Yan's eyes and smiled. His eyes were as curved as the moon. They were watery and clear, almost the same as those in the painting.

The old man turned to look at the painting and seemed to have emotion. He said again, "you found it. I haven't seen it for many years and I'm almost forgetting... Fate, fate..."

Su Xiang looked at him, pursed his lower lip and took the opportunity to ask, "since this painting is related to my mother and she is no longer alive, as a child, since he knows that there is such a past, Mr. He might as well say more if he wants to, so that I can understand her past."

The old man looked at her, pondered for a while, had a headache and said quickly, "well, you are Shen Yan's daughter. You should want to know."

"Ye Cheng and Shen Yan were a very loving couple many years ago. At that time, in China, the art field was still in its infancy. Ye Cheng was full of ambition and yearned for the palace of art. Shen Yan studied classical art. They matched each other and studied together. At that time, Ye Cheng's agent was Shen Yan. "

Su Xiang frowned slightly. You can imagine the picture of the two people falling in love and supporting each other at that time. Ye Cheng is a fledgling boy who is not well-known. Shen Yan knows painting but has no contacts. He helps sell everywhere and they travel together.

"... later, Shen Yan met Su Mingdong at a appreciation meeting, that is, Miss Su, your father. At that time, Shen Yan wanted to push Ye Cheng's painting out, but he buried a curse for their separation in the future... "

The old man said another paragraph slowly. In order to worry about Su Xiang, those words were also very vague and implicit, but Su Xiang could get a message from his words.

More than 30 years ago, the domestic understanding of works of art was not as popular as it is now. Most of the group gatherings of the appreciation society were upper class people or high-ranking intellectuals. Shen Yan attended such gatherings, thinking that there was another way, but unexpectedly provoked a wolf, resulting in the tragedy between her and the painter.

Su Xiang had learned the following stories from Qi Haipeng and Su run, which was almost the same as what the old man said.

Su Xiang looked at the old man immersed in the past and asked softly, "what about you, who are you?"

"Later, Shen Yan married Su Mingdong. What about the painter? Shen Yan is no longer his agent. Why did he leave his paintings to you? "

Ye Cheng had to trust him very much to take care of the painting. Does the old man still keep in touch with Ye Cheng?

Su Xiang was burning a little hope in his heart and looked at him with burning eyes.

The old man touched his goatee and said in a deep voice, "I'm a mentor with him. I'm his senior brother. However, I knew I was not talented enough, so I didn't continue painting. At that time, for most people, buying a four piece set at home was the goal. Who had the mind to buy a painting and supply it at home. "

The old man hissed lightly, as if he didn't agree with Ye Cheng's idea of pursuing art at that time: "but not at home, but there are people abroad who understand art and are very interested in Chinese painting. At that time, I made some achievements in the industry. When I returned home, I heard about Ye Cheng. "

"Ye Cheng wanted to be famous, but he didn't expect Shen Yan to leave him. It was a great blow to him, but his ideal had not changed. I took his paintings and sold them. "

From the old man's face, Su Xiang saw that his eyes were bright and showed a very proud look. He thought that Ye Cheng's painting had brought him many benefits. However, Qi Haipeng clearly said that Ye Cheng was not famous. Is it in the name of other famous painters? Or is it because the old man sold the painting to foreigners, so it didn't cause repercussions in China?

Su Xiang: "but..."

The old man seemed to know what she wanted to say and said, "don't get me wrong. I know ye Cheng wants to be famous, and he is eager to be famous. In those ten years, he painted like crazy, day and night. How could he allow me to sell his paintings in the name of others. "

Su Xiang breathed softly, so it was the latter. The old man sold Ye Cheng's paintings to foreigners.

Wait, in those ten years?

She frowned slightly, her eyes moved slightly, and her heart turned.

Shen Yan is strongly married by Su Mingdong. Ye Cheng will not be reconciled. Therefore, he is more eager to become famous and accumulate wealth. He wants to quickly obtain a certain social status so that he can ask Shen Yan back. So, ten years later, he came back and wanted to take Shen Yan away, but he didn't expect to be discovered by Su Mingdong.

Su run said that Shen Yan had blood on his body when he was brought home by Su Mingdong that day, that is, Su Mingdong hurt Ye Cheng, maybe... Kill him?

Thinking of this, Su Xiang trembled in his heart and looked up at Qi Lingyang. Qi Lingyang looked at her, gently shook his head and motioned her to calm down first.

Su Xiang took a breath and said, "what happened later? It is reasonable to say that later, the domestic environment was better, and more and more people understood art. If ye Cheng continues like this, he will become famous. Why is there no news? "

The old man looked sorry again. He touched the frame with his fingers. He shook his head and said, "I don't know. I lost touch with him for a long time. One day, he suddenly came to me, gave me the painting and asked me to give him a lot of money. At that time, he seemed to be seriously injured and haggard. Then he disappeared. After that, I never saw him again... "

Su Xiang slightly opened his lower lip and repressed what he wanted to say.

Ye Cheng is injured. He doesn't even want Shen Yan's paintings. He loves Shen Yan so much. Is he willing to? Or is it because Su Mingdong played some tricks to make him penniless and can only sell paintings?

Su Mingdong gave him a hard hand. He should have taken the money away from here. But he can come back to find Shen Yan in ten years. Why didn't he appear again later?

Suddenly, Su Xiang was exposed to too much information. At the moment, she was upset and noisy in her mind. She stabilized her mind and asked, "but since Ye Cheng's painting can be sold at a high price, why do you still keep it and didn't sell it?"

The old man said, "this painting is his own treasure and the only painting he left with me. With Ye Cheng's talent, I believe he will be famous when he comes out of the mountain again. I think he will be ready to sell at that time. You know, all painters, once they become famous, their early paintings are very valuable. However, he never appeared again, disappeared, and there was no trace. "

The old man shrugged his shoulders and could hear that he had looked for it, but he couldn't find the man anymore.

Su Xiang and Qi Lingyang looked at each other. After hearing the story here, the old man should go. Qi Lingyang smiled and said, "since Su Xiang is destined for this painting, please ask Mr. He to hide it. I want this painting."

The old man's shrewd eyes flashed, chrysanthemum wrinkles were squeezed out from the corners of his eyes, and his chubby cheek meat glittered in the light. He wrote a string of numbers on the torn cover paper and said with a smile: "I have never met such a lucky thing in this business for so many years. Since the person in the picture is Miss Su's mother, he has returned to the original owner. "

Qi Lingyang looked at the string of numbers and picked a very high number at the tip of his eyebrow. He nodded and approved without blinking. A painting is worth getting so much information.

He said, "please wrap the picture carefully again, and thank you first."

When the old man sold the painting at a high price, he was naturally overjoyed. As soon as he asked his men to carefully wrap the painting, Qi Lingyang thought of something and asked, "old Sir, has anyone else seen this painting?"

The old man was stunned, shook his head and said, "this picture has been kept except when I changed the venue."

Speaking of this, he breathed and thought that the man might come back, so he deliberately kept it. Even if he came back, he wouldn't see it in the future.

Su Xiang turned his head and looked at Qi Lingyang. His palm was on her shoulder and took her out first. The old man smiled and looked at the picture being repackaged, as if he were looking at a box of RMB.

When Su Xiang came to the stairs, her footsteps suddenly stopped. She turned and said, "by the way, old gentleman, do you know Yan Lin and Yan Mr.?"

"Huh?" The old man's face showed a very confused expression, "who did you say?"

Don't know... Su Xiang shook his head, squeezed a smile and said, "it's all right."

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On the bus, Su Xiang is worried. She has been substituting Yan Lin for her father, but now there is another Ye Cheng. The whole person is confused. She needs to think again.

Pearl was tired and fell asleep quietly in her arms. She didn't know what she dreamed of. Her small mouth opened slightly and smiled sweetly. Her small head arched on her. Su Xiang regained his mind, hugged the little girl and changed her comfortable posture. As soon as he looked up, he saw Fu Ying's dark eyes looking at her silently.

Su Xiang touched his head and asked softly, "are you tired?"

Fu Ying shook her head and whispered, "are you unhappy? Is that painting expensive? "

Did you buy expensive paintings, so you feel distressed?

Su Xiang touched his beautiful eyes and said, "I'm not unhappy. My mother bought a priceless painting today, so she had more ideas."

"Oh..." Fu Ying nodded and wondered what the priceless paintings should be like, better than those famous paintings in the exhibition?

"May I have a look?" He asked.

Su Xiang looked at the little guy with a serious and pious face. When he was born, Shen Yan was gone. The child had never seen her, his grandmother.

Su Xiang said gently, "of course, you will like it very much."

Back in Xiangyuan, pearl was sent to the children's room to sleep. Fu Ying hasn't finished his homework yet. Su Xiang asked him to do his homework first. In the studio, Ye Cheng's painting was placed on her desk. Qi Lingyang looked at the picture with low eyes and heard Su Xiang's footsteps. He turned to look at it. Su Xiang came in and stood at the table. They looked at the picture together.

Su Xiang said, "Yan Lin, Ye Cheng, what do you think of these two people?"

Qi Lingyang took out a piece of paper from the printer and handed it to her. "Look at this first."

Su Xiang picked it up and looked at it. It was about Nanxing company. More than 20 years ago, he made his fortune in Malaysia by relying on the rubber park. The founder was Yan Lin.

Qi Lingyang said, "after listening to old man he's words and this painting, do you think Ye Cheng and Yan Lin are just two people related?"

Su Xiang said, "what do you think?"

Qi Lingyang carried the public chair, and the roller made a soft noise on the floor. He asked Su Xiang to sit on it, while he half sat on the desk. He said, "a man was seriously injured, and his beloved woman didn't take it away successfully. Su Mingdong will not let him go, but he is deeply humiliated, and his hatred will only deepen. "

"How likely do you think it is to change your name and face and take revenge after dormant for more than 20 years?"

Su Xiang's arm rested on the armrest. She grabbed the soft leather on it, slowly bent her fingers and said, "do you think he sold the painting to old man he at that time, and then went to Malaysia to regroup with the money. In order to avoid Su Mingdong and implement his plan, he changed his name and face, and when he came back, he was bound to pay back a hundred times?"

Qi Lingyang nodded, looked at the data and said, "the time when Nanxing company was established is only two years away from the time when ye Cheng disappeared, so I have reason to doubt it. The painter is Ye Cheng and Yan Lin. "

"But why --" Su Xiang stopped halfway. Ye Cheng was seriously injured and couldn't continue painting, so he lost his dream of becoming a great painter and turned to business to better implement his revenge plan. If not, we can't explain why Yan Lin wanted to deal with the Su family so much that the whole Su family was destroyed and killed, and even the land was lifted. It's too much if it's just for friends. Su Xiang twisted his fingers and looked up at the ginger flower on the painting. She said, "but he loves Shen Yan so much. He came back for revenge. Why didn't he take her away?" If it had been taken away at that time, such a thing would not have happened. Yan Lin, who returns again, is a successful businessman, not a painter Ye Cheng. He is stronger than Ye Cheng, but he doesn't take Shen Yan away. If it's just to avoid startling the snake, he can take Shen Yan away when Su Mingdong is desperate. Su Mingdong at that time is definitely not his opponent. In addition, he finally succeeded in revenge. Why didn't he show up from beginning to end and drown in the crowd? Doesn't he enjoy the fast feeling of successful revenge? Can it be said that they have met, but Shen Yan has promised that Su Mingdong will not leave him, so he gave up running away? At the thought of this, Su Xiang's whole heart sank. Is it because of her in the end? She covered her face and was still confused in her mind. Qi Lingyang stroked her hair and said, "maybe Ye Cheng when he came back..." he paused and said, "Yan Lin, his heart for Shen Yan is no longer what it was." Su Xiang's body stiffened slightly, raised his head, looked at him blankly, and then slowly focused. When Qi Lingyang was in the gallery, he asked old man he the last question... She said, "you mean... He was completely blinded by revenge and ignored Shen Yan?" Yes, Yan Lin knows old man he, but even if Yan Lin avoids being recognized by him, he can let Yan Gu take back the painting, but the painting is completely forgotten in that corner. Qi Lingyang took her hand and put it on his lap. He looked at Su Xiang calmly and said, "he came back as a successful businessman. With the importance of the painting to him, he has enough financial resources to buy back the painting. However, he completely ignored this important painting that brought him venture capital. "“ I think it's not just that she was blinded by hatred. Something else happened before, which made Yan Lin change her heart. " Su Xiang opened his lips: "what's up?" Qi Lingyang said, "only the parties know this." He glanced at the painting and said, "Su Xiang, I think we should go to the pillow garden once." Su Xiang's eyes looked together and fell on the painting. If Yan Lin is really Ye Cheng, can he be indifferent Mid level villa. Fu Hanchuan returned to Fu's residence. The huge house was deserted. He had long been used to it. He took off his suit, threw it on the sofa, and then poured a glass of water upstairs. Song's mother came back from buying vegetables outside. When she saw the suitcase in the living room, she knew that Fu Hanchuan was back. She looked up upstairs, put the vegetables into the kitchen, and then went upstairs. Fu Hanchuan was in his study. Mother Song knocked on the door, pushed it in and said, "Mr. Fu, you're back." Fu Hanchuan checked the email on the computer. When he heard the speech, his mother song said, "young master Fu Ying went to Mrs. Xiangyuan. Do you want him to come back?" Fu Hanchuan's fingers on the keyboard paused, looked up at his mother song and said, "he didn't go to extracurricular training class?" Song's mother immediately covered for Fu Ying and said, "the young master is alone at home. It's just a weekend. The wife can take care of him and let him pass." Fu Hanchuan frowned slightly, didn't say anything more, and waved his hand. After Song's mother left, he took out his mobile phone and called Fu Ying. The little guy said he would go home immediately after receiving the phone without a word of delay. Half an hour later, Fu Hanchuan stood outside the gate of Fu di. He walked back and forth twice in casual home clothes. A red Cooper came into view, and then slowly stopped. The wheels rolled on the road and made a rustling sound... This novel has been translated by www.novelhall.com and if you are reading this somewhere, they have stolen our translation.