Lu Shaoxin's sharp treasure: Ma'am, good night!

Seeing the calligraphy and painting sent by Lu Zong, even though it was an antique, Lu Bingyin didn't take a second look at it.

Until Mo Qi delivered the gift, he asked suspiciously: "Whose work is this?"

Although there is no literary talent, but because he has collected many masterpieces, he can still recognize the handwriting and painting styles of some celebrities.

The painting in front of me, although not comparable to the works of some masters, has her own style, and it is considered a good painting.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Lu would ask himself on the spot, Mo Qi calmly replied: "This is what I drew when I was in college, I hope you like it."

Lu Bingyin was surprised: "Did you draw it?"

Although I knew she was from the art department before, I never thought she had this level.

When the guests around saw the painting, they also started talking about it. Some who knew Mo Qi's identity praised her directly on the spot: "I didn't expect that a big star also has a high degree of education, and her talent is so outstanding."

An old man who was about the same age as Lu Bingyin and who was good at painting stood up and said with a smile: "Not bad, not bad, it's really a good painting. The landscape complements each other and is lifelike, but after all, it's a work made a few years ago. Do you know if this young lady can draw another picture on the spot?"

"Don't get me wrong, I don't mean anything else, I just want to know if your level is higher now."

Lu Bingyin also waited.

Originally, he didn't like Mo Qi, even if she became a big star, he would have nothing to be proud of, but being able to draw this painting as her made him look a little different.

Even the old man didn't notice, because he was trying to accept her, so he was already slowly looking for the good points in the other party to convince himself that she was worthy of the Lu family.

Who knew that Mo Qi's complexion changed slightly, his eyes dimmed a bit, and the words he said shocked everyone present.

She said: "I can't draw anymore."

Lu Zong also thought that she would shine at the banquet, but who knew she would say that, he immediately stepped forward to embrace her in his arms, and said, "Today is my grandpa's birthday, he is the protagonist."

With one sentence, Mo Qi was relieved. She smiled at the man, but she was still a little sad in her heart.

It's not that she doesn't want to be a painter. She loved painting so much three years ago, but it's a pity...

When she knew that Mo Qi's gift to Mr. Lu was a painting she painted, Ma Ranying stared at the painting for a long time, her eyes turning red again and again.

It turns out that she is like her father, she is so good at Danqing, so powerful.

But why can't I paint?
Suddenly, Ma Ranying walked towards her uncontrollably, the middle-aged man beside her was startled and hurriedly followed.

"Miss Mo."

Mo Qi was talking with Mi Lai, and the other party comforted her, fearing that she would be sad when thinking about the past.

The conversation between the two was interrupted by Ma Ranying, and Mo Qi looked at the middle-aged woman: "Is Mrs. Luo okay?"

"You... oh, I just saw that the painting you drew is so beautiful, why can't you continue to paint?"

Does this Mrs. Luo care too much about her affairs?
After Mo Qi looked at her best friend, she replied: "Because my hand was injured."

Lu Zong immediately stared at her hand, frowning.

Hearing that her hand was injured, Ma Ranying asked distressedly: "Is it serious? I know some good surgeons, and I can introduce them to you."

"... No need for Mrs. Luo, it can't be cured."

"How can it not be cured? You are so talented, try to cure it."

Even Luo Tianyao realized that something was wrong with his wife.

She is usually a lonely person, even when facing Lanyue, she has never been so enthusiastic.

It's really puzzling.

What's more, Mo Qi was the one who took away her daughter's happiness. Not only did his wife have no complaints against her, but she also wanted to introduce a doctor for her?
"Ran Ying, if Miss Mo doesn't need it, forget it."

Even he could tell that Mo Qi didn't like to accept their kindness, but his wife was a little strange from the moment she agreed to come to Lu's house.

Ma Ranying didn't give up, she really wanted to touch her daughter's hand, and asked her why she was hurt so badly.

But there were too many people at the scene, and her husband was also there, so she could only swallow her worries and force a smile: "Well, if you need anything, please contact me anytime."

After the Luo family couple left, Mi Lai took his best friend's hand and said, "Qi, I have something to talk to you alone."

"it is good."

The Lu family brothers: "..."

When she reached a relatively quiet place, Mi Lai asked her, "Are you familiar with that Mrs. Luo?"

Mo Qi shook her head: "I'm not familiar with you, I've met twice by chance, who knows that the other party is so strange, he called me a few times, and asked me to meet."

Mi Lai's expression was a bit serious: "I've been working in the media, so I know a little about the Luo family. This Mrs. Luo doesn't seem to have a good relationship with her husband, and she's in poor health, so she rarely shows up in public."

"So to be honest, I was quite surprised to see her at Lu's house today."

Mo Qi was also surprised: "They don't have a good relationship?"

"Well, can't you tell? Luo Tianyao really loves his wife very much, but that Mrs. Luo... how should I put it, anyway, it's not like the deep love between husband and wife that outsiders think."

After a pause for a while, Mi Lai said again: "By the way, that Mrs. Luo's surname is Ma, and her name is Ma Ranying. But the strange thing is, I checked her background, but I couldn't find anything. It should be that Luo Tianyao secretly What have you done."

"It's strange, why did he hide his wife's information?"

When Mo Qi heard Mrs. Luo's name, her head buzzed, and she was shocked.

She suspected that there was something wrong with her ears, and looked at her girlfriend with a stiff expression: "You said... what is her name?"

"What's wrong? Is there a problem?"

"Lai Lai, answer me, she, what is her name?"

A little afraid of her appearance, Mi Lai hurriedly said, "Ma Ranying."

Mo Qi suddenly supported her, her eyes were red all over, and when she noticed that she was shaking all over, Mi Lai was terrified: "Qi Qi? What's wrong with you?"

"Go, go to the bathroom..."

"it is good!"

As soon as they left the banquet hall, Lu Zong raised his eyebrows and prepared to follow, but Lu Xun stopped him: "This is at home, what are you worried about? Don't forget your identity as the Second Young Master Lu, and you have to help greet the guests."

Seeing that he was still frowning, Lu Xun said helplessly, "I should have gone to the bathroom."

Coincidentally, Lu Zong's message rang, and he quickly took it out to read it, and felt relieved.

After sending the message, Mo Qi covered her chest, her eyes were terribly red, but she just didn't cry out, scaring Mi Lai enough.

"Qiqi, don't keep talking, tell me what's wrong?"

Seeing that she was only crying and didn't make a sound, Mi Lai became ruthless: "If you are like this, I can only go to Senior Lu Zong."

Mo Qi suddenly grabbed her arm, turned on the phone, found a photo and showed it to her.

Mi Lai, who didn't know why, stared at the photo on the phone with doubts in his eyes, and then heard: "Is it...does it look familiar?"

With a trembling voice choked with sobs, Mo Qi suddenly laughed out loud: "This person is my mother, a photo of her when she was young."