177 177 Identity Exposure (One More)

Shen Qinglan returned to Shen's home. In addition to showing the wisdom in learning, he has always been mediocre, let alone compared with Shen Xitong.

Whenever she sees Shen Qinglan’s indifference and Shen Xitong’s excellence, Chu Yunrong is actually guilty. She dare not face her own daughter, and dare not even think about it. If Shen Qinglan didn’t lose it, would she? Will be as good as Shen Xitong.

Chu Yunrong looked at the daughter painting on the stage, and his mind was complex and difficult. Shen Qian glanced at his wife and sighed silently. He didn’t know his wife’s knot. The thing that year was actually not his wife’s. Wrong, really need to count it seriously, Shen Qinglan will be trafficked by traffickers, the reason is still on him.

It was just the truth of this matter that he had not dared to tell Chu Yunrong, afraid that she would not accept it, that she would resent him because of this, and that the family would just go away.

Shen Xitong looked at Shen Qinglan on the stage and still refused to believe that she was Leng Qingqiu, but there was a voice in her heart telling her that Shen Qinglan was Leng Qingqiu. Such thoughts made her almost unable to control herself. Shen Qinglan dragged it down.

On the stage, Shen Qinglan had finished the painting, and at the same time, the fake Leng Qingqiu also put aside the brush.

She glanced at Shen Qinglan's paintings, her eyes flashed slightly, but no expression on her face.

A few experts who came to the scene came to appraise the paintings of the two. I saw that they shook their heads for a while, and nodded for a while, and their brows were tight, and they seemed to be troubled by some difficult problems.

Except for these experts, all the onlookers did not go up, just looked at the two paintings on the stage around the table.

Shen Qinglan painted the sunrise on the sea, a large dark sea, mysterious and dangerous, and on the sea level, the sky will be bright and unlit, a touch of red reflected half of the sky, dispelling the darkness that fell into the world, that A touch of red, looking so warm, people can't help but want to reach out, the lower right corner of the painting is Leng Qingqiu's signature.

The fake Leng Qingqiu painting is also the sea, but the waves in the sea are rolling and the waves are raging. There is only one hand on the sea, and only one palm is still on the water. The sea not far after that is close to the beach. Several people stood there, with a panicked face, and they could reach out the drowning man by reaching out, but no one moved.

Both Shen Qinglan and Fake Leng Qingqiu sat calmly on the side, allowing several people to comment on the painting.

After a while, several people left the two paintings.

"How is it, which one is true?" Someone already asked eagerly.

An older painter came out, touching his gray beard, shaking his head, and not talking.

"Oh, what do you mean by shaking your head, who is true and who is false?" The neutrino in the audience has already started scratching his head and scratching his head. Those who can come to this exhibition are all familiar with Leng Qingqiu. Shao Leng Qing Qiu fans.

Knowing that your idol is being impersonated by someone, as a fan, of course is anxious.

The old man named Hua Bai was named Jiang. He was called "Mr. Jiang", and he was the Taishan Beidou in the painting world. There were also many proud students under his door. This time he will come to Leng Qingqiu's painting exhibition, but he is actually invited.

"Teacher Jiang, can you see which of these two paintings is true and which one is fake?" The painter who started out and proposed to prove his identity asked the audience's voice. .

Many people nodded in agreement, that is, don't just shake your head and announce the answer.

Mr. Jiang's eyes swept over Shen Qinglan and Fake Lengqingqiu, and then he glanced at several peers who had been identified together, and nodded slightly before speaking slowly.

"The two paintings are very good, and are among the best in the younger generation of painters. The strokes and painting habits of the two are also very similar. At first glance, it is really difficult to distinguish true from false."

He paused and said, "We all know that Leng Qingqiu's paintings have always been good at showing the dark side of things, but the style of this painting by Ms. Shen is not the same as Leng Qingqiu's past style..." Everyone seems to know the meaning behind.

"I didn't expect that the majestic Shen family would do this kind of thing that impersonates others, but I really didn't expect it." Some people in the crowd said, disdained.

"I used to like it, especially after the video of saving people burst out, I still regarded her as my goddess. I didn't expect it to be this kind of person. Wasn't the video the same as the fake?" Some people began to question.

"Impossible, that thing was on the news, I think that thing is true." It was also maintained.

"Che, who knows? According to the family of the Shen family, even if the fake video is true, some people believe that we all know Mr. Jiang's character, and he is also an old senior in the painting world. He said yes Fake, then naturally it is fake, I think this Shen Jiaqianjin wants to be famous and crazy."

Some people also disagree with this statement, "Whoever said Mr. Jiang Lao must be right, Leng Qingqiu's recent style of painting has changed, it is clear that Miss Shen's paintings are more in line with Leng Qingqiu's current style of painting, you What kind of eyes are you seeing?"

But as soon as such words came out, they were overwhelmed by more doubts, and they besieged the person who maintained Shen Qinglan.

Listening to the comments of the people around, Shen's family looked very ugly, especially Shen Junyu, listening to others talking about his sister, he rushed to fight with others, he glanced at the worst Several people wrote down the faces of several people.

Although the expression on Shen Xitong's face was ugly, if you look closely, you will find that her eyes are full of gloating smiles. Even the original heart was put down. She looked at Shen Qinglan on the stage, her mouth light. Laugh, Shen Qinglan, now what do you do.

Shen Qinglan didn't have any expression, but still had a cold face. The sight of disdain for the people around him and the unpleasant words seemed to be unheard of, and the fake Leng Qingqiu did not have any special expression.

"Just..." Mr. Jiang spoke again, a turning point, and immediately pulled everyone's attention. "I have been paying attention to Leng Qingqiu, and I have a good understanding of her paintings. I believe that everyone in the room should also know. In fact, in recent times, Leng Qingqiu's painting style has been changing."

Some people nodded to agree, that is, who said Leng Qingqiu's style is set in stone.

"Although this young lady's paintings are also very good, but a few of us still think that Miss Shen is really cold and cold autumn." Mr. Jiang Lao was finalized.

The smile on the fake Leng Qingqiu's face was finally unsustainable and disappeared. She stood up and looked at Mr. Jiang, "Mr. Jiang, you are a senior, and I have always respected and admired. I should call it logically. You say a teacher, but this does not mean that you can deny me at will. The style of my recent works has indeed changed, but this does not mean that the painting has not changed. I am not cold and autumn. You can be regarded as an authority in the painting world. Your sentence Words can even determine the fate of a painter, I hope you can be cautious."

These remarks seem reasonable, but they are accusing Mr. Jiang of being open-mouthed, and there is no real evidence to prove that he is not cold.

This is the first time Mr. Jiang has been accused of this in his life, and his face is a little ugly, but in the end it is the industry’s leader, there should still be some weight, not arguing with her, just saying pragmatically, "You imitated It is indeed very similar, even to the point of being fake, but you have a negligence in one place. This is your only failure."

What he said was "the only thing", it can be seen to what extent the imitation of fake Leng Qingqiu reached, and even Shen Qinglan looked at Mr. Jiang Lao curiously, did he really see it?

"What?" Fake Leng Qingqi asked subconsciously.

Mr. Jiang pointed to the bottom right corner of Shen Qinglan's painting, "This is the signature."

Fake Leng Qingqiu frowned, and felt that the old man was nonsense. At first, she imitated Shen Qinglan, and the most similar place to imitate was this signature. She thought that if there was any problem, it would not be a signature.

A smart reporter already carried the camera to the signature position of the two paintings. Other reporters who did not seize the opportunity could not help but sigh, and then lamented that their colleagues were too cunning, and aimed the camera at Shen Qinglan and fake cold autumn.

Mr. Jiang pointed to the signature and said slowly, "Leng Qingqiu has a habit of writing. She likes continuous writing when she writes clear words, but the last tick often forgets that this is because it is a continuous signature. Many People are not paying attention."

As soon as this remark came out, a smile flashed in Shen Qinglan's eyes. Unexpectedly, the old gentleman had really discovered it. She thought she had to point it out.

As soon as Mr. Jiang's words came out, someone immediately compared the two signatures, and naturally found this slight deficiency. This is Leng Qingqiu's painting exhibition. Naturally, there are many paintings before Leng Qingqiu. Compare them carefully. Which is not clear at a glance.

Everyone's gaze changed to fake cold autumn again.

"I didn't expect to look pretty, but I did such a shameless thing."

"It's not just shameless, it's shameless, it refreshes the bottom line of being a man. If I don't dare to appear in front of people, but she did well, not only appeared, but also raked, saying that Miss Shen faked her." Just now accused Shen Qinglan of being The man immediately pointed his finger at the fake cold autumn.

"I knew that an identity like Miss Shen would not do such a thing. Let you not believe me." The person who just maintained Shen Qinglan was proud now, and I knew that expression.

Fake Leng Qingqiu knows where she turned out to be the most unlikely place. The facts have been exposed. She explained it to be superfluous, and she did not intend to explain it. Watching everyone’s attention focused on the painting, she quietly left. Off the scene.

The matter ended too quickly. She originally thought that Daniel and Leng Qingqiu had no evidence at all. Even if it was revealed, there was no way to take her. As a result, the development of the matter was far beyond her expectations.

Walking to a corner where no one noticed, fake Leng Qingqiu made a phone call, "I was debunked...sorry...this time I did not do well."

The person on the other end of the phone didn't know what to say, and the fake Leng Qingqiu's face immediately turned pale, the hand holding the phone shivered slightly, and there was a panic in her eyes that she couldn't hide. She seemed to want to plead, but maybe she knew that there was no pleading Function, so there is only one "yes" in the end.

Before leaving, she glanced at the woman on the stage surrounded by the hearts of the moon, her fabulous face did not have the happy color that appeared because of everyone's approval, and she was still cold.

Shen Qinglan, I remember you and look forward to our next meeting.

In a distant country, in the master bedroom of a luxurious manor, the man threw the phone in his hand and took a drink from the wine glass on the table. The scarlet liquid touched his lips, and he sticked his tongue and licked it. , A cruel arc evoked in the corner of the mouth, "Little Seven, you still make me drunk like this." A shattered light flashed in my eyes.

**

At the scene of the exhibition, when everyone recovers from the shock, the fake cold autumn has long disappeared.

There were many media friends on the scene. After the reaction, they wanted to interview Shen Qinglan. Shen Qinglan glanced at Daniel. Daniel immediately realized that he came to block Shen Qinglan.

"Members of the media, listen to me, our family Qingqiu is a low-key person. I don't like to appear in front of the media on weekdays. This is also a last resort. This is Qingqiu's first painting exhibition. The focus should be on her paintings. , Do you say that?"

There is nothing wrong with this.

The reporters who can come here are elite. They naturally understand what Daniel said. They all said that they would write well in this report, and the lens turned to the painting in the exhibition hall.

"Lan Lan, you are really hidden, and even your family is hiding it. You said, if this time there was such an inexplicable woman, how long would you plan to hide all of us?" Shen Junyu walked over, Staring at Shen Qinglan, his expression was very fierce, but the joy and pride in his eyes could not be covered either.

Shen Xitong also came over and said in a shadowless way, "Sister concealed so deeply that you knew she was fake. When she came to the house as a guest, why didn't you expose it?"

Although Shen Xitong recovered from the shock of Shen Qinglan and Leng Qingqiu, but after thinking about it, the anger in her heart rose sharply, especially when she thought of Shen Qinglan's relationship with Leng Qingqiu. Okay, get close, and think about it now, maybe Shen Qinglan despised herself at that time, maybe still laughing at herself.

What makes her unacceptable is that originally Shen Qinglan just got better grades, looks better, and other aspects are far inferior to herself, but now, when she is not famous, she has already been everywhere Known young painters and even their works have won international awards. They are well-known at home and abroad, and they look at themselves, but they have some fame in the capital. Compared with Shen Qinglan's achievements, they are simply not comparable.

This fact is in front of me, which makes Shen Xitong bite his silver teeth. Shen Qinglan, you obviously have a good family, why should you take away my own light?

"Shen Xitong, what nonsense you are?" Shen Junyu's face sank, looking at Shen Xitong's cold eyes.

Although he also blamed Shen Qinglan for concealing his family's affairs, Shen Xitong's yin and yang strange words made him very uncomfortable.

Grandpa Shen just came over and heard Shen Xitong's words, his eyes sinking, "Xidong."

Shen Xitong’s eyes on Grandpa Shen, especially when he saw the disapproving look of Chu Yunrong, who followed behind Grandpa Shen, was suddenly startled, but cold again, and slightly lowered his head, "Sorry, Grandpa."

Grandpa Shen did not look at her, but looked at Shen Qinglan gently and said, "Lan Lan, accompany Grandpa to see your paintings?"

Shen Qinglan nodded and stepped up to support Mr. Shen. Fu Hengyi stood on the other side of Mr. Shen. Before leaving, Shen Qinglan glanced coldly at Shen Xitong. He had just learned his lesson and forgot so quickly?

Shen Xitong's eyes on Shen Qinglan, remembering the scene in the bedroom that day, a flash of fear flashed in his eyes.

"Grandpa, I'm sorry, I have kept you for so long." Shen Qinglan spoke in a low voice.

Grandpa Shen smiled and shook his head, patting the hand of his granddaughter, "You are so good, Grandpa is too late to be proud. Where can I blame? Now Grandpa has another capital to show off with those old men."

Shen Qinglan couldn't help but smile, this grandfather, always forgiving her infinitely.

Grandpa Shen stopped in front of a picture and looked at the person on the picture, his expression stunned, and his eyes crossed a touch of sorrow.Shen Qinglan looked up and found that the painting was a scene of Grandma Shen and Grandpa Shen walking in the garden. The two old men were gray-haired but walked hand in hand in the garden. The sunset dragged their back very long. long.

The date on the painting was last year, which was painted by Shen Qinglan after Grandma Shen was discharged from the hospital. At that time, after the painting, I wanted to give the painting to grandpa and grandpa. However, after the grandmother passed away, Shen Qinglan was so sad that he forgot the painting. Who knows, was taken to the exhibition by Daniel.

"Grandpa." Shen Qinglan didn't know what to say. Although the sadness disappeared in the eyes of Grandpa Shen, Shen Qinglan still saw it. She knew that Grandpa Shen was thinking of her dead grandma.

Grandpa Shen smiled, looking at the two people walking hand in hand in the painting, his eyes soft, "Lan Lan, when the exhibition is over, can this painting be given to Grandpa?"

Shen Qinglan nodded, "Well, this painting was originally designed for grandparents."

"You painted very well. Your grandma will be very happy if she can see this painting." said Mr. Shen, he doesn't like to take pictures on weekdays, so there are very few photos with his deceased wife. After his wife's death He also regretted this, and now seeing this picture, he has some comfort in his heart.

Wanwan, our granddaughter is very good, even better than you and I think, you are also very pleased when you look at it from the sky?

"Xidong, you just went too far." Shen Qian looked solemn and spoke lightly.

Shen Xitong lowered his head, "Dad, I'm sorry, I was just too excited. My sister knew that woman was fake, but she didn't tell me, let me be like a fool..." Her voice was wronged, even some Choked.

Shen Qian sighed, "Hey, Dongtong, there is a large crowd here, what can't you say at home? There are so many media reporters on the scene, what would they look like if they were photographed?"

He rarely blames his children in this way, but today Shen Xitong’s behavior, he is really angry. The gentle life in ordinary days is the most frightening. Shen Xitong trembles in his heart, and once again clearly realized that he was following The gap between Shen Qinglan couldn't help but think, if it were Shen Qinglan, would Shen Qian still be so angry?

She thought, it should not be.

Shen Qian naturally didn't know what Shen Xitong thought in her heart. Seeing her serving softly, the anger in her heart also dissipated. "You go back first. I will go back with your mother later."

Shen Xitong looked up at Shen Qian in shock, with unbelievable eyes, "Dad?" Is this driving her away?

"Tongtong, obedient, go back first." Chu Yunrong also said, the two daughters are not aware of her, and even this discord is more because of herself. Shen Xitong was brought up by her, and she thought of her It can also be seen a little bit, it is inevitable that Shen Xitong did something irrationally, and it is indeed the best way to let her go back first now.

It's just that such behavior fell into Shen Xitong's eyes but completely changed the taste.With tears in her eyes, she glanced at Shen Qian and Chu Yunrong, said lowly, and ran out with her head down.

Shen Qian frowned, and Chu Yunrong patted her husband's hand, "Forget it, Tongtong is still a child."

Shen Qian looked at his wife disapprovingly, "She is not small anymore, Qinglan is a few years younger than her, Yun Rong, you should not indulge her like this."

Chu Yunrong's expression stiffened, but she heard Shen Qian continue to say, "She just didn't fit her Shen Jiaqianjin status, if outsiders see it, they will only say that Shen's family treats adopted daughters and relatives differently, They have cultivated their daughters so well, but they deliberately adopted crooked adopted daughters.

"Not so serious, Tongtong is just a little childish." Chu Yunrong defended.

Shen Qian no longer said anything to his wife, nor was it a suitable place to speak. Some things may not be clear to his wife.

"It's okay if you have something in my heart. I'm in the army on weekdays, and I rely on you at home, and I really work hard for you." Shen Qian never forgot to comfort his wife.

Chu Yunrong was moved by his heart. Although his husband implied blame, he always understood and cared for himself. In the end, he really did not educate Shen Xitong. He also thought secretly in his heart. Is his education approach to Shen Xitong correct? What is wrong?

The couple did not go to see Mr. Shen, but went to see the exhibition on their own.

Shen Qian is a soldier, but his cultivation is not low, and he also has his own unique perspective on art. Otherwise, he could not be with Chu Yunrong at the beginning. He originally admired Leng Qingqiu's paintings. Now he learns that Leng Qingqiu is his daughter. Looking at these paintings again, the more I look at it, the better I feel.

Both Chu Yunrong and Shen Qian admired Shen Qinglan while listening to the whispers of the people around them. Chu Yunrong’s mood was very complicated and he could not tell what it was like.

"I didn't expect Ms. Shen to be so young, and her painting skills were so deep. Who do you know?" An old voice recalled from the side. Shen Qinglan stopped and looked at it. It was Mr. Jiang.

"Teacher Jiang, thank you today." Shen Qinglan thanked her with a humble and courteous tone. Mr. Jiang did not originally appear in this exhibition today. She asked Daniel to come and invite him.

If you want to make a final conclusion on this matter, you must come up with an authoritative figure that convinces everyone. Mr. Jiang Lao is a famous Taishan Beidou in the painting world. In addition, he is famous for his selflessness and selflessness. Naturally, it is the best candidate. .

Fortunately, the personal relationship between Mr. Jiang and Daniel is not bad, otherwise it may not be easy for ordinary people to ask him to be moved.

Mr. Jiang first greeted Mr. Shen, "Heard General Shen's deeds have been missed for many years, and I never imagined that it was on such an occasion."

Although Mr. Shen had heard Mr. Jiang’s name before, he hadn’t seen him. Speaking of this, Mr. Jiang was over 90 years old, nearly 100 years old, and he was older than him.

"Mr. Jiang is polite, and today's affairs are also thanks to Mr." Mr. Shen's attitude is very gentle.

The wrinkles on Mr. Jiang’s face were deep, and the deeper the smile, “I’m just telling the truth. Your granddaughter is well-trained, and blue is better than blue.”

Mentioning Shen Qinglan, Master Shen is also proud of his face.This granddaughter is indeed his pride, "I am not ashamed to be a servant. Lan Lan left home for many years when he was a child. Being so good is really the result of her own efforts."

Almost everyone in the Shen family circle knows that Mr. Jiang is naturally clear, "Miss Shen is indeed excellent."

"Teacher Jiang, I don't want to call me Qinglan." Shen Qinglan said with a slight smile on his lips.

Mr. Jiang was as good as he was, looking at Shen Qinglan's eyes full of admiration for the younger generation.

Since I met nature, I saw the exhibition together. The paintings on display here were all taken by Daniel from Shen Qinglan and kept by hand. Naturally, all are genuine.

"Qing Lan, what about your "Redemption"?" Mr. Jiang asked.

"Salvation" is the pinnacle of Leng Qingqiu, which has just won the international award and is the work of this exhibition.

Shen Qinglan didn't actually know where "Salvation" was. The layout of this exhibition was all in charge of Daniel. She didn't even bother to ask.

I looked around and saw that there were many people in front of me, and I knew that it was probably there. After the past, it turned out that there were many people around, and some media reporters held cameras to take pictures.

When they saw Shen Qinglan coming, they gave way one after another, probably saying hello in advance, but no one took pictures of them.This also made Shen Qinglan slightly relieved, she didn't care, but Fu Hengyi was not suitable to appear in the public's sight.

Mr. Jiang is no stranger to this work. He has seen the photo many times, but it is the first time he sees the real product. Whether it is the layout, technique or expression of feelings, it is indeed a work of the past, and winning a prize is also deserved. .

"The afterlife is awesome, the afterlife is awesome, and now it's your young people's world." Mr. Jiang Lao praised it, and his feelings were more than words.

Fu Hengyi's eyes never left after falling on the painting. Although his face was calm, but his heart was choppy, he looked at the painting quietly, and he couldn't think of what he saw after Grandma Shen's death. Shen Qinglan, who plunged himself into the darkness and hugged him without eating or drinking.

He reached out to hold Shen Qinglan's hand and pressed slightly.

Shen Qinglan glanced at him sideways and smiled slightly, holding his hand back firmly.

It was half past noon to see the entire exhibition, and the group went to dinner nearby. Mr. Jiang was awesome.

After the meal, the Shen family and others went home first. Fu Hengyi gave the car key to Shen Junyu, and he and Shen Qinglan would stay a little longer.

"How do you go back later?" Shen Junyu asked the car key.

"We will take a taxi back home." Fu Hengyi said.

Watching them leave, Fu Hengyi looked at Shen Qinglan. Shen Qinglan said he would stay first and show him something, "What do you want to show me?"

"A gift." Shen Qinglan said, thinking about it and adding, "It's a New Year gift for you."

Fu Hengyi was curious and followed Shen Qinglan back to the exhibition hall again. Shen Qinglan showed him a painting, a hillside full of flowers, a man and a woman looked at each other affectionately. The man and the woman who saw his profile were him and her.

"This is the gift you want to give me?" Fu Hengyi's voice was gentle, and his eyes were about to drip water.

Shen Qinglan looked a little uncomfortable and nodded gently. "It was originally intended to be given to you at the end of the exhibition."

If there were not too many people here, afraid that she wouldn't like it, he really wanted to give her a hug. Fu Hengyi glanced around and saw no one noticed, a dripping kiss on her lips.

She whispered in her ear, "Thank you wife, I like this gift very much."

Shen Qinglan's ears were full of pink. He glanced and found that no one noticed here. He was slightly relieved and said, "Let's go."

Fu Hengyi nodded, and the two turned and left. When they passed a painting, they saw a familiar figure, and Shen Qinglan stopped.

"Yan Xi." She yelled softly.

Yan Xi was looking at the painting in front of her, with a tangled expression in her face, and she was startled when she suddenly heard Shen Qinglan's voice. She exhaled gently and looked at the surprise in Shen Qinglan's face, "Big sister."

"How are you here, big sister?" Yan Xi's expression of admiration, Ming Ming Fu Hengyi stood beside Shen Qinglan, a person with such a strong aura, but in Yan Xi's eyes, it was like air.

"Come and see." Shen Qinglan said lightly, and did not say that the exhibition was held by her. Looking at Yan Xi's expression, she obviously didn't know that she was Leng Qingqiu.

"When did you come?" Shen Qinglan asked.

"I just arrived and I didn't want to come, but my brother wanted to come and see it, and it was boring to stay at home, so I came with my brother."

Slap his head, "Yes, big sister, let's eat with us at night, let my brother treat you."

She also wanted to keep her favorite big sister with her brother.

Fu Hengyi's face was a little dark. Although she didn't know the little girl in front of her, she could guess the identity of the girl from their conversation.

"Qinglan, we should go home and say that we have dinner with grandpa at night." Fu Hengyi said.

Yan Xi saw Fu Hengyi here, "Well, big sister, is this uncle your friend? It looks so fierce." Although Fu Hengyi looks good, Yan Xi thinks this man is very fierce, not very good to her friendly.

Hearing her name, Fu Hengyi's face turned black again. It wasn't the first time he was called an uncle, but his wife "sister". What did he mean by "uncle"?

Does he look very old?

Fu Ye, who had never cared about his age at this moment, because of this mind, glanced at Shen Qinglan's profile, as if indeed much younger than himself.

Shen Qinglan was also embarrassed, "He is my...husband."

"Oh, it turns out to be my sister...what, husband..." Yan Xi's voice rose suddenly, his face unbelievable.

"Big sister, you... aren't you kidding me?" Even with a positive look at Shen Qinglan, Yan Xi still refused to believe that this was her only satisfactory sister-in-law, so she was abducted. Still a terrible uncle?

Hearing the name "husband", Fu Hengyi was satisfied, and the depression caused by the age difference between Shen Qinglan and Shen Qinglan disappeared.

Yan Xi's face is unrequited, "Sister, you haven't graduated yet, why did you get married?"

"What's married?" Yan Shengyu came over and heard the last words of her sister.

Yan Xi glanced at her brother, so that you did not take the initiative at the beginning, now it is fine, his wife was robbed of it, you pay my wife.

Yan Shengyu was covered with hair in the eyes of his sister, "What's wrong with this?"

Yan Xi glared at him. He was a little bit hated that iron was not steel. He said angrily, "It's nothing."

Yan Shengyu looked at Shen Qinglan only when she was a child with a bad temper and smiled, "Classmate Shen, I haven't seen you for a long time."

Since the outbreak of the sponsorship incident, Shen Qinglan has basically not appeared in the school. In addition, there is no final exam for seniors. Counting it, he has not seen Shen Qinglan for several months. He also called Shen Qinglan. , But she didn’t pick up, knowing that she didn’t like herself, and Yan Shengyu didn’t bother her anymore.

It was a coincidence that he was able to meet at the exhibition this time. Of course, he had just learned that Shen Qinglan was cold and autumn, and he was not surprised.

"Hello." Shen Qinglan spoke lightly, obviously alienated.

Yan Shengyu felt helpless and did not know where he was disgusted. He let Shen Qinglan see him like a stranger. Every time he saw his sister's rejoicing when calling Shen Qinglan, Yan Shengyu couldn't express the jealousy in his heart. , Jealous sister can talk to Shen Qinglan on so many topics.

Yan Shengyu's eyes fell on Fu Hengyi, "This is this?"

Fu Hengyi's hand rested on Shen Qinglan's waist and swore his sovereignty, "I am Qinglan's husband, Fu Hengyi."

Yan Shengyu's expression stiffened for a moment. In the end, he was a big boy who hadn't experienced anything. He didn't understand how to hide his emotions. He turned to Shen Qinglan and asked a little unnaturally, "Classmate Shen, are you married?"

Shen Qinglan nodded affirmatively, "Well, it has been married for several months."

"Congratulations, I don't even know that you are married, and I will seal a big red envelope for you someday." Yan Shengyu finished the sentence, feeling that his whole body was exhausted.

"Thank you." Fu Hengyi opened his mouth with a light smile on his face, but looked at Yan Shengyu's eyes slightly cool. When Shen Qinglan was rumored to be reared, Yan Shengyu was one of the protagonists. Fu Ye didn't care about him. It does not mean that he forgot.

Yan Shengyu didn't know the man in front of him, but after listening to his introduction, he guessed a little, and looked at Shen Qinglan's clever half leaning in his arms. His heart suddenly hurt, making his expression awkward.

Digression

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