Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

"Our Yanyan is no longer interested in you."

Gu Yanchuan dropped these words, clapped his hands and walked away.

Shen Zhao's mind was in chaos.

Why didn't Gu Yanxi stop those photos for him, and why did he give the white chalcedony to Fu Yanci?

She had clearly avoided Fu Yanci before.

By doing this, does she really not care about his feelings at all?

Or does she really no longer resist getting along with Fu Yanci?

Thinking this way, a huge sense of crisis came over me.

-

Gu Yanxi entered the villa and walked along the cobblestone road to the rose garden.

There was no one inside.

Gu Yanxi frowned.

well.

Yu Xinxin did not shovel roses obediently here.

It seems that he is not obedient enough.

She withdrew her gaze, not bothering to take another look at these red roses that bloomed wantonly to catch people's attention, and walked back into the house.

The personal butler came towards me with a pile of messy scraps of canvas. When he saw her, he hurriedly said: "Second Miss, I am cleaning up your studio. These are all scraps thrown on the ground. I will go and get rid of them for you. "

Disposing of it doesn't mean just finding a place to throw it away and then that's it.

But deal with it cleanly.

Others don't know, but Gu Yanxi's personal butler knows that if these unwanted so-called "waste manuscripts" are picked up by someone who is interested, it will be a windfall that falls from the sky.

Gu Yanxi glanced at it roughly and said "hmm" in a neutral tone, indicating that he had no objection.

"By the way." The personal butler seemed to have thought of something again and stopped and said, "We have a guest at home. He is from the downtown art museum. He wants to invite the young lady to participate in the weekend art exhibition."

"understood."

Gu Yanxi walked into the living room unhurriedly.

Sure enough, there was a middle-aged man and a young woman sitting on the sofa.

Gu Yanxi has seen it.

is the director of the downtown art gallery and his assistant.

"Yanyan, are you back?"

As soon as Wen Shuyi saw Gu Yanxi, she immediately waved to her, "Come here quickly, Director Cheng invited your sister to attend the weekend art exhibition. We are talking about it."

Gu Yanxi glanced at the people on the sofa and said without interest, "No, I'll go upstairs to rest."

Wen Shuyi showed some doubts in her eyes.

What happened to Yanyan?

She had always been more excited than Gu Wan when hearing such news.

The young female assistant watched the girl go up the stairs and couldn't recover from her shock for a long time.

That face, so beautiful.

"Xiao Mo?" Director Cheng reminded her, "Aren't you going to introduce the details of this event to Miss Nan Mu?"

Nanmu is Gu Wan's common signature when painting.

Ai Mo quickly looked away and respectfully handed a booklet to Gu Wan.

"Miss Nan Mu, this is the brochure for this art exhibition. Based on your large number of fans, we will ask the traffic police to provide traffic guidance near our art museum that day..."

Gu Wan smiled easily and said, "No problem."

Several people chatted happily.

After half an hour.

Director Cheng took Aimo out of the Gu family villa.

"Director, this is the first time I have seen Nan Mu in person! I didn't expect that such a talented person could be so young. She is one of the few painters who became famous at a young age. Moreover, she is really kind and gentle, without any airs. No."

"Yes, not only does he have such a distinguished family background, but he also has such outstanding artistic talent."

"By the way, is the girl we just saw Nan Mu's sister?"

"That's Gu Yanxi, the second young lady of the Gu family." Cheng Jizhou couldn't help but darken his face when he said this, "She is incomparable to her sister!"

"what?"

Cheng Jizhou frowned and said, "Not only did her sister become famous at a young age, she also entered the No. 1 middle school in the capital with the No. [-] score in the high school entrance examination. But Gu Yanxi was sent there with money through the Gu family's connections."

"Furthermore, my friend who is a teacher at Beijing No. [-] Middle School told me that when Gu Yanxi was in school, he was just idle all the time and had no formal status. A few months ago, he dropped out of school because he violated discipline and did not want to repent."

"Then she is really far behind compared to her sister!"

"That is to say, I simply doubt whether they came out of the same mother's womb."

"..."

Gu Yanxi stood on the balcony on the second floor, watching the two people walking away, her dark eyes as calm as a pool of stagnant water.

There was a knock on the door.

"Who?" Gu Yanxi asked without looking back.

The next second, Gu Wan's voice came.

"Yanyan, it's me."

"Come in." Gu Yanxi turned away from the balcony, sat on the chaise longue, took out his mobile phone, swiped it twice with his fingertips, and then put it back on the table.

Gu Wan opened the door and smiled gently at her.

"Yanyan, I came to you to ask you, have you finished painting "The Tempest"?"

"No." Gu Yanxi raised his eyes to look at her, "What's wrong?"

"It's like this. Didn't Director Cheng invite me to participate in an art exhibition just now? But I haven't produced any new paintings for more than three months. He meant to let me bring new paintings to the exhibition, and then it would be more of a gimmick. , can attract more people to come to the exhibition.”

"So?" Gu Yanxi narrowed his eyes.

"I remember when I asked you half a month ago, you said you already had inspiration. I also thought you had already painted "The Tempest" during this period, so I promised Director Cheng that you would bring new paintings to the exhibition... …”

When she said this, she paused, thinking that Gu Yanxi could understand what she meant.

However, Gu Yanxi didn't react at all.

Gu Wan's face couldn't help but become a little ugly.

Over the years, all the paintings signed by Nan Mu were actually not painted by her herself, but by Gu Yanxi on her behalf.

Moreover, Gu Yanxi never cared about whose stage name Nan Mu belonged to, and was always happy to do this for her.

"Sister." Gu Yanxi looked at her with a smile, "Do you mean you want me to finish the "Snowstorm" before the exhibition?"

Seeing that Gu Yanxi finally responded, Gu Wan nodded quickly, "That's what I meant."

"But I've been a little tired lately." Gu Yanxi pressed her eyebrows as if tired, "Why don't you, sister, do the painting yourself this time?"

"..."

The look on Gu Wan's face stiffened.

Will she paint it herself?

What if she could draw it herself?Then what else does she want Gu Yanxi to do?

"Yanyan, are you kidding me? You clearly know that I can't imitate your style."

Speaking of this, Gu Wan couldn't help but feel disgust in her heart!

Gu Yanxi, a fool who was played around by her, had extraordinary artistic talent.

When she was a freshman in high school, she just asked Gu Yanxi to draw a painting for her as her final homework, but she didn't expect that painting to win the first prize in the city.

The fame of "Nanmu" also started to grow step by step from that time.

Gu Yanxi looked a little embarrassed, "Sister, all your paintings so far have been painted by me on your behalf, but you can't let me paint for you for the rest of your life, right?"

"That's true, but there are many fans coming to this art exhibition. If the difference is too big, it will definitely be seen by those fans who have studied my past paintings."

Gu Wan also didn't expect that Gu Yanxi would be so difficult this time.

Gu Yanxi clearly valued her development in the oil painting world more than she did before, and he never hesitated to produce new works for her.

She even promised her that she would paint pictures for her for the rest of her life, as long as she was happy.

Gu Yanxi sighed, "Sister, I'm doing this for your own good. After all, I can't ghostwrite for you forever. There are unforeseen circumstances. What if one day..."

At this point, she paused, and her voice became colder and a little gloomy, "What if I die?"

Gu Wan was stunned by the look in Gu Yanxi's eyes when she said this.

The next second, she came back to her senses and quickly put on a concerned expression and said, "Yanyan, what are you talking about? My sister won't allow you to say such things. We Yanyan must be healthy for the rest of our lives."

"Haha, really?" Gu Yanxi laughed dryly.

Gu Wan was inexplicably embarrassed.

Her face stiffened for a moment, then she thought of her ever-lasting trump card, and a trace of sadness flashed in her eyes.

"Yanyan, my brother and parents have always been alienated from me. The only person I can talk to is you. If you..."

Gu Yanxi couldn't listen anymore.

"Okay, I'll help you, but this is the last time."

"Yanyan, you are the best." Gu Wanxi smiled widely.

She knew that Gu Yanxi was still the same idiot at his core.

Gu Wan took another look at Gu Yanxi's lack of interest and said thoughtfully, "Yanyan, then I won't disturb your rest."

After speaking, she left the room.

Gu Yanxi's eyes turned completely cold as she listened to the footsteps receding outside the door.

She picked up the phone, tapped it twice with her fingertips, and twitched the corners of her mouth.

"Gu Wan, I give you my things, can you hold them securely?"