Twin Treasures From Heaven: Daddy Dotes on His Wife 1v1

Luo Qiqi has three mailboxes, one is Luo Qiqi's personal mailbox, one is the mailbox of "Luoyang Qiushui", and the other is this work mailbox.

Did Mr. Z send the email here to tell her that he knew she was in city A now, and that she was the president of Boao Group?

Heh, Mr. Z really knows everything about her like the back of his hand.

Luo Qiqi clicked on the email, and glanced at the contents, it was an invitation letter for an art exhibition.

Glancing at the time and place of the art exhibition written in the invitation letter, it seemed familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere, Luo Qiqi remembered that she seemed to have received the same email last time, which was also about this art exhibition.

However, she refused directly at that time.

It turned out that this art exhibition was actually held by Mr. Z, probably because "Luoyang Qiushui" rejected him, so he approached Luo Qiqi directly.

Luo Qiqi thought for a while, and found the dialogue with Mr. Z that had been dark for a long time. There was a more direct way of communication between her and Mr. Z.

"exist?"
"Hmm." It was almost a second over there.

Luo Qiqi frowned, and couldn't help but wonder, this Mr. Z sent her this email, he was here waiting for her, right?Come to him after she gets the mail?

"Is there something wrong?"
"Shouldn't I be the one asking you this?" Mr. Z replied.

Luo Qiqi sneered, and typed a line on the keyboard, "Isn't Mr. Z doing this just to make me come to you on my own initiative?"
The other side was silent for a moment, and then replied: "Painting exhibition, come here?"
"Why should I go there? If I remember correctly, I have already rejected you once."
"Yeah." Then a second message popped up, "So I'm here to treat you a second time."
Luo Qiqi was suspicious, "Why must I go there?"
"want to see you."
... Luo Qiqi felt that these words were somewhat ambiguous. "Since Mr. Z knows me so well, he must have met me already."
"Um."
What else is there to see?Luo Qiqi slandered, before her subordinates had time to type the message and go back, they saw the other side and said: "Don't you want to see me?"
Luo Qiqi sent a smiling expression, and added: "I don't want to."
"But I spent nearly one billion, and when we agreed to meet, Ms. Luo took the money, so she wanted to turn her face and deny anyone?"
Luo Qiqi choked, Mr. Z's scoundrel's logic is completely impossible... It seems impossible... Barely can be established...

He replied: "Even if I turn my face and deny people, so what?" To deal with rogues, we can only use more rogue methods.

But Mr. Z obviously understands this truth better than Luo Qiqi, "Actually, I just want to invite Ms. Luo to appreciate my paintings. After taking pictures of Ms. Luo's paintings last time, I changed a few strokes and I feel very good. I don't know how Miss Luo felt after watching it."
Hearing that her painting was ruined, Luo Qiqi felt a fishy sweetness welling up in her throat. Does this Mr. Z know what hard work is?She worked so hard to conceive and draw a picture, and he changed it as soon as he said it?
"Miss Luo, are you coming?"
Luo Qiqi's chest rose and fell slightly, "Okay, I'll go."
She was indeed curious about what kind of person this Mr. Z was. If she could see his true face this time, she must take a good look and write it down.

Look at the rascal's face, what does it look like.

The art exhibition was on the second day, Luo Qiqi finished handling the company's affairs as usual, then dressed up a little, and went to the appointment.

"Why are you here?" Luo Qiqi stared at Qin Nanfeng who suddenly appeared at the door, her eyes suddenly became alert and vigilant.

Qin Nanfeng noticed the change in Luo Qiqi's eyes, and frowned in dissatisfaction, "I said little Luoluo, which wild man are you trying to hide from me?"
"Didn't I tell you not to call me Little Lolo?"
"If I don't call you Xiao Luoluo, then what should I call you?" Qin Nanfeng raised his eyebrows, "Xiao Qiqi? Be careful?"
Luo Qiqi frowned, "You think it's not enough to clean the toilet for three months, how about letting you clean it for six months? One year?"
Qin Nanfeng smiled, crossed his arms, leaned against the door frame, and sighed calmly, "I said, little Luoluo, do you think this can still threaten me?"
"You have to know." Qin Nanfeng reached out and picked up a strand of Luo Qiqi's hair, and crushed it between his fingers, "Even if I clean the toilet for you for the rest of my life, I'd be willing... Ah! Ah! Pain! Pain !"
Luo Qiqi snapped Qin Nanfeng's fingers with her backhand, mercilessly breaking them into a strange arc.

"It's going to be broken, it's going to be broken! Ah! It hurts!" Qin Nanfeng screamed.

"It's about to break?" Luo Qiqi's indifferent lips moved, "It's no pity to break the hand that cleans the toilet."
Qin Nanfeng's fingers were pinched, and he howled in pain. Finally, Luo Qiqi felt that the noise was unpleasant, so he let go of his hand.

Qin Nanfeng hissed and rubbed his fingers, and when he looked again, Luo Qiqi had already walked several steps away.

Chase up, "Hey, hey! Wait for me! Wait for me!"
An Qing had already parked the car and waited at the entrance of the hotel. Luo Qiqi got into the car and was about to give orders to leave when the car door was suddenly pulled open, and Qin Nanfeng jumped up like a husky.

"I said, little Luoluo, where are you going, take me with you!"
Luo Qiqi didn't speak any more, An Qing started the car and came directly to the exhibition site.

This time participating in the art exhibition, Luo Qiqi went there as Shen Youyou, not as the mysterious painter "Luoyang Qiushui", so there was no need to hide it.

Qin Nanfeng likes to follow, so let him follow. He has been around her for so long, and she still hasn't figured out his purpose.

Arriving at the art exhibition venue, Luo Qiqi found that many famous families from City A came here today, and suddenly had a bad feeling, as the head of the nobles of City A, Qin Ao would also come, right?

Although it has nothing to do with Luo Qiqi whether he comes here or not, but she still doesn't want to see him, whether she is running away or cowardly.

A lot of paintings were exhibited at the art exhibition, apart from the few paintings of Luo Qiqi that Mr. Z took away, there were more than [-] other paintings.

Luo Qiqi took a closer look, and found that these paintings were all paintings that had become well-known in the international painting circle in the past two years, and the identity of the artist himself was unknown.

It seems that this Mr. Z is indeed extremely rich in financial resources. The only thing Luo Qiqi can't understand is Mr. Z's hobby of collecting paintings, which seems a bit too strange.

He seems to be partial to that sense of mystery?
Luo Qiqi suddenly had a guess, this Mr. Z must have some special hobby, right?For example, he likes to explore the identities of those mysterious painters, and she is just one of those mysterious painters that he wants to explore?

Qin Nanfeng walked beside Luo Qiqi, looking at the crowd walking around for a while, and at the paintings hanging on the wall of the gallery, but there seemed to be nothing that could catch his interest.

"Little Luoluo, what do you think of these paintings?" Qin Nanfeng rubbed his chin, a little puzzled.

Luo Qiqi's focused eyes fell on the paintings on the wall. Mr. Z is indeed a collector, and there is actually another painting by an artist she likes here.