Strong and powerful

Looking at Li Yun's appearance, Jiang Yan couldn't say anything more, but just looked at him quietly.

Li Yun also gradually calmed down, left Jiang Yan's office and went home.

As soon as Li Yun left, Shen Siji came to Jiang Yan's office to look for Jiang Yan, with an angry look on his face, as if he had just finished a quarrel.

"What did uncle say about you?"

Jiang Yan frowned and looked at Shen Siji, and immediately guessed why he came to the door.

"My dad knew that I came to beg you, so he scolded me." Shen Siji said angrily.

Jiang Yan frowned and looked at Shen Siji. Jiang Yan couldn't say much about the matter between the father and son.

"A few days ago, I asked my mother why my father hated my uncle so much. My mother said that it seemed that my aunt had a painting in my uncle's hand, and the two of them quarreled because of this painting."

Shen Siji frowned and said to Jiang Yan.

"We have a few paintings of my mother at home, but my father bought them from other people's hands with a lot of money."

In Jiang Yan's impression, there are not many Shen Man's works collected at home, and most of them are unfinished.

"It's a self-portrait of my aunt. It has never been sold, and there is no price, but my father said that the painting is in the hands of my uncle, and my uncle said that it is not in his hands. The two of them quarreled like this."

When Shen Siji mentioned the self-portrait, Jiang Yan suddenly remembered the portrait of Shen Man in Li Qitao's painting exhibition. She always had the feeling that she had seen it somewhere, but Jiang Yan could be sure that it was definitely not Shen Man's painting.

"If you really find that painting, maybe it can ease the relationship between the two of you."

Shen Siji looked at Jiang Yan's proposal.

Jiang Yan understood what Shen Siji meant, and she could only do this.

"Okay, I'll go home now and have a look, and I'll call you when the time comes."

Jiang Yan returned to Jiang's house, and all Shen Man's works were stored in her room, which would be cleaned every day.

Jiang Yan came to Shen Man's room before his death. Shen Man's paintings had been stored in the cabinet. Jiang Yan opened them one by one and looked at them.

Almost all of the works are unfinished, but they are all landscape paintings and figure paintings, but there is no self-portrait that Shen Siji talked about. Jiang Yan took pictures of Shen Man's works one by one, and planned to send them to Shen Siji to see if he is I am not mistaken.

When Jiang Yan was taking pictures with her mobile phone, a dull voice suddenly sounded at the door of Shen Man's room.

"The painting you are looking for is indeed not in my hands."

Jiang Yan raised her head suddenly, and saw Jiang Hecheng standing at the door, her face blushed instantly.

"I just heard that Siji mentioned it, so I'll take a look."

Jiang Yan made up a clumsy excuse, not wanting to make Jiang Hecheng sad because of her distrust.

"I know what you're looking for. Manman spent more than half a year creating that painting, but after Manman's death, he couldn't find that painting anyway."

Jiang Hecheng's expression was a little sad, and Jiang Yan suddenly began to feel sorry for Jiang Hecheng again. These days, he always brought up Shen Man's affairs and brought back his memories, Jiang Yan felt very sorry.

The person she loves the most in this world is Jiang Hecheng, and she doesn't want him to be hurt in the slightest.

"Not only is the painting gone, but Manman's other works have also disappeared. Shen Yi keeps saying that I hid them, but I have never seen those paintings at all."

Jiang Hecheng stretched out his hand and wiped his face, Jiang Yan looked at him with red eye circles.

Jiang Yan knew in her heart that the final whereabouts of those paintings might only be known to Shen Man herself, and how disheartened a person must be to hide all his works.

Jiang Yan stopped talking, and stood quietly with Jiang Hecheng.

Jiang Yan knew that Jiang Hecheng was sorry for Shen Man, but Jiang Yan had exhausted all her hatred for Jiang Hecheng in her last life, and this time Jiang Yan wanted to do her best to accompany Jiang Hecheng.

At the Yarun Group's anniversary party.

Just as Jiang Yan walked into the banquet hall, she saw Ding Wanli, and Jiang Yan frowned.

If Jiang Hecheng didn't bring Ding Wanli with her, she would rarely appear on such occasions, but today Jiang Hecheng didn't come because of something, Jiang Yan didn't know why Ding Wanli appeared in the banquet hall by herself.

But before Jiang Yan figured out the situation, Ding Wanli had already quarreled with a lady who was holding her hair.

That wife, Jiang Yan, knew her. Her husband was not small, and he had cooperated with several big groups. The most important thing was that the lady had a bad temper, and when she got angry, no matter who she was, she didn't give face.

"Aren't you just a second marriage, what strength do you have, dare to shout in front of me?" Mrs. He folded her hands on her chest, looking at Ding Wanli proudly.

Ding Wanli's face flushed as she looked at Mrs. He.

"Who are you talking about? Even if I have no strength, it's not your turn to humiliate me!"

Ding Wanli's voice was so sharp that Jiang Yan's head hurt. Jiang Yan didn't expect to be tortured by Ding Wanli when she came here.

"Just talk about you! You don't have the strength so don't mess with me, you start chewing my tongue as soon as you come in, I don't humiliate you, who am I to humiliate!"

Mrs. He often attends banquets, and there are many good sisters around her. At this time, they are all standing by her side. Ding Wanli's momentum has weakened a lot.

"Jiang Qing, Jiang Qing!"

When Ding Wanli shouted, Jiang Yan followed her gaze, and it turned out that Jiang Qing was not far away.

Jiang Yan frowned, somewhat unable to understand what Ding Wanli was going to do.