After wearing it for five years, he was favored by the boss

Chapter 601 Sister's death hit him hard

Could it be that she had a miscarriage and her taste hasn't changed yet?

Those who eat spicy food can understand.

sour?

Zhao Chumian noticed his eyes and asked calmly, "Aren't you going to eat?"

won't be discovered...

She just wanted something hot and sour.

"eat."

Sheng Xifang looked away.

At the quiet dining table, Song Xinran suddenly said, "Mianmian's taste has changed a lot."

Zhao Chumian replied smoothly, "Well, I lost my memory..."

"No wonder..."

Song Xinran looked at his nephew meaningfully.

It used to be Mianmian's eyes staring at him.

Now it's back.

Dad will be surprised when he sees it.

After dinner, when Sheng Xifang was about to send her home, he suddenly received a call.

His eyes darkened a little.

Hang up the phone, "Auntie."

"You go." Song Xinran took Zhao Chumian's hand, "Leave Mianmian to me..."

At the dining table, Song Xinran held her tenderly.

Zhao Chumian is a little...

uneasy.

Sheng Xifang leaned close to her ear and whispered, "Wait for me."

In their eyes, couldn't she go home by herself?

She is not a child!

Don't treat her like a child!

"I heard from Xifang that you like sister's paintings very much." Song Xinran let go of her hand, "I have quite a few here, may I take you to see them?"

"it is good."

Zhao Chumian agreed with a smile.

After more than ten minutes, the two walked into the exhibition hall together.

The decoration here and the paintings hanging on the pure white walls are like an art exhibition.

Just not open to the public.

Sheng Xifang’s mother’s paintings may not have been the mainstream more than 20 years ago, but now, they are green, life-like, and even went to many remote places to take pictures, deserts, Gobi Plateau...

Every painting is a masterpiece.

She really liked it.

And not only like it.

Even imitation is perfect.

"These are all collected by Xifang." Song Xinran admired her sister's paintings, "He loves his mother very much."

"My sister's death hit him hard..."

"I remember my sister was picked up from the sea. After he woke up from a coma, he didn't speak for a long time."

Song Xinran turned her head, "Mianmian, Auntie doesn't want to force you, if you still like him, give him some time, I believe he will change slowly."

"let it go."

Zhao Chumian said lightly.

She doesn't know either.

At least I don't feel so disgusted and resistant to him anymore.

She feels that she has a great relationship with the baby in her womb.

This baby is always on the side of Sheng Xifang.

"it is good."

The two looked at Zhao Chumian for a while and stopped in front of the painting that Sheng Xifang gave him on his birthday.

"Do you like this painting?"

"But I can't decide to give it to you..."

"Here are all authentic works, he is very precious, but if you ask him, he may give it to you..."

Song Xinran's eyes were gentle.

The word "authentic" is particularly harsh.

"A gentleman doesn't take what others like. Of course he should keep what he likes." Zhao Chumian felt a little tired.

She wanted to sit down.

Why are there no stools here?
"Then I'll find out for you that there are no fakes on the market. Although it is a fake, the painting is very similar. When I first saw it, I hardly noticed it..."

"Although it cannot be used as a collection, it can be used as a decorative painting."

"Thank you." Zhao Chumian stuffed her hands into the aunt's pocket and touched her protruding belly, "I don't need to trouble you."

"You don't have to be polite to me! Xi Fang has been looking for that painter, and he probably found it soon!"

uh uh?

It shouldn't be that easy to find.

She is clearly right in front of her.

Never heard Sheng Xifang mention it.

Wanmei and Mo Yuanhang gave him the fake painting before, so angry that they destroyed it.

Did he seek out the painter to silence him?
His mother's paintings should be the pure land of his soul.

She has no memory.

She also didn't know why the 23-year-old herself secretly imitated Song Xinrui's paintings.

She can understand.

imitate?

In order to make Sheng Xifang love the house and Wu?

Fall in love with yourself because of painting?
But I never told him!
Those paintings that are still hidden in the company should be secretly destroyed.

"Mianmian, you..."

Song Xinran looked at her walking posture, her movements cautiously, "You..."

(End of this chapter)