Black Lotus is reborn. Hush! Just lie down and be quiet.

Xia Qingqing's face became hot, and she smiled and said, "Director Shen is very kind-hearted. Please help Xiaoyu find a painting teacher. My Xiaoyu really likes painting. Please find a teacher for him to learn from."

She neither admitted nor denied it, because Shen Qiubai hadn't confessed his feelings yet.

Sister Xu had a slick look in her eyes, as if to say "wait and see if you can make it up", but she didn't expose her and went to get some salt to dip the wedding eggs in.

"Director Shen is a handsome young man with great potential. He is really a good young man. I don't know which girl will marry him in the future."

Sister Xu sighed slowly. She was speaking from the heart. If she were ten years younger, she would definitely pursue Shen Qiubai. Whether she could catch up with him or not is another matter. She just enjoyed the process. It would give her something to brag about in the future.

"Who knows, let's go, bye!"

Xia Qingqing responded casually and ran away.

Sister Xu smiled knowingly and swallowed the rest of the egg in one gulp. She was 100% sure that the two were definitely dating. Qingqing's coquettish look when she was on the phone showed that they were obviously in love.

Moreover, before Yang Hongbing died, Shen Qiubai asked her to keep an eye on the Yang family's affairs and call him if there was any situation. When Xia Qingqing had food poisoning, when she called, Shen Qiubai's voice changed with anxiety.

"Xiao Xu, what are you talking about? What happened to Xiao Xia?"

An old lady came to buy something and heard Sister Xu talking to herself. She seemed to have mentioned Xia Qingqing, so she asked curiously.

"Nothing, I asked Xiao Xia to make some clothes for me, what are you buying?"

Sister Xu changed the subject. Although she was a loudmouth, she was also a loudmouth with principles. She would never talk about things like this that had not been settled.

What's more, Xia Qingqing is a controversial widow. There are many gossips around widows, and she can't add fuel to the fire.

During these three days, Xia Qingqing has been preparing for the apprenticeship ceremony. Langyue, like Si Jinyi, was a premature baby with congenital deficiencies. Moreover, Langyue is even weaker. He has congenital asthma and must take asthma medicine when going out, otherwise his life will be in danger.

Three days passed quickly, and I made an appointment with Langyue at nine o'clock in the morning in his gallery.

Shen Qiubai drove to pick up Xia Qingqing and her brother. His car stopped at the entrance of the alley. When they got out of the car, they attracted a lot of people's attention. Today was Sunday, and people who went to work or school were all at home resting, so the alley was crowded with people.

"Director Shen, do you still remember me? You and my daughter were in the same class when we were little. Her name is Dang Xiaomei. She is now a middle school teacher, teaching English. Do you still remember her?"

An old lady greeted Shen Qiubai enthusiastically. Her daughter Dang Xiaomei was a celebrity in the alley. Because Dang Xiaomei was 26 years old and still hadn't found a partner, she was a famous old girl in the alley.

Before Xia Qingqing, the person who was talked about the most in the alley was Dang Xiaomei. People said that she was too picky, had high standards, and was too ambitious but too fragile. In short, they didn't say good things about her.

"Some impression."

Shen Qiubai smiled politely. In fact, he didn't remember at all. He didn't have a good relationship with his classmates when he was in school, and his classmates didn't like him because he was cold and aloof and always kept to himself.

The summary that his teacher wrote for him every semester was to tell him to learn to be united and friendly and to interact more with his classmates, but Shen Qiubai never listened and still went his own way. In the end, the teacher didn't like him anymore.

At that time, he was living under the roof of the Yang family. He didn't know where his family members were or whether they were still alive. He didn't dare to reveal his identity. Over time, he developed this kind of personality.

Seeing his polite attitude, the aunt was delighted and thought that her dream might be possible, so she asked, "Xiao Shen, you haven't found a partner yet, right? My Xiaomei doesn't have a partner either. She is devoted to her work and was even named an excellent teacher last year. She is so busy that she has no time to find a partner."

"I have a partner and we are getting married this year."

Shen Qiubai's words successfully killed the smile on the aunt's face. When she came to her senses, Shen Qiubai had already gone far away, leaving her with endless regrets.

She should have acted earlier, alas!

While the aunt was feeling frustrated, the others discovered the blind spot and started a heated discussion.

"Is Xiao Shen's girlfriend Xiao Xia? She comes here every few days, there must be something wrong."

"Impossible. Xiao Shen is not stupid. Why would he choose a widow when there are so many beautiful girls to choose from?"

"Xiao Xia is so pretty, as pretty as Gong Xue (a popular female star in the 1980s), and a good match for Xiao Shen."

"No matter how beautiful she is, she is still a widow. What good is that?"

"What's wrong with being a widow? Emperors in the past even married widows!"

"Shh, here it comes!"

Everyone stopped talking and looked at the beautiful couple walking over, Shen Qiubai and Xia Qingqing, who were holding a pretty little fish. They looked like a happy family of three.

"Xiao Xia, are you and Director Shen going out?" someone asked with a smile.

"I'm going out to do something." Xia Qingqing replied with a smile.

After they walked away, the discussions started again. There were more rumors about Xia Qingqing in the alley. Some said that her husband had just died, and she had hooked up with Shen Qiubai, which was very clever of her.

Xia Qingqing didn't hear it, and even if she did, she wouldn't care. She had already died once, so she only cared whether what she did was illegal or not, and didn't care about her reputation.

Langyue's gallery is a very exquisite garden house located in the former French Concession. Even before liberation, this location was not affordable for ordinary people, let alone such a large house.

"This house belongs to the Lang family. It was returned last year. Lang Yue is the youngest son of the Lang family. Because of his weak health, his family treated him very well. Knowing that he was going to return to China, they gave him this house and were very supportive of his career!"

On the way, Shen Qiubai introduced Lang Yue's situation. Before liberation, the Lang family was not a prominent family in Shanghai, but it was not a small family either. The Lang family started out by running a spinning mill and also invested in hotels and money houses. They were wealthy. Shortly after liberation, the whole family went abroad.

Moreover, Langyue's father and brother are both good at investing. They are still doing well in business abroad and their wealth is even richer than in China. It is precisely because of the strong support of the family that Langyue can concentrate on doing what he likes without being disturbed by the outside world.

We have arrived at the gallery.

Langyue was standing at the door waiting, and when she saw them she came over with a smile.

"I'm Shen Qiubai, Qingqing's fiancé." Shen Qiubai took the lead in revealing his identity and shook hands with him.

Xia Qingqing's heart skipped a beat. She glanced at him and couldn't help but reach out and pinch him on the lower back. She was caught off guard by the sudden mention of his fiancé.

Shen Qiubai took a breath and calmly held her hand. This girl was pinching him harder and harder, it really hurt.

Lang Yue smiled and led them inside. The living room had been converted into a gallery and was filled with paintings, mostly Lang Yue's works, but there were also some from his students and friends, with prices marked on them.

Xia Qingqing glanced at the recent price of oil paintings and stepped back silently. A painting cost thirty thousand, which she couldn't afford right now.

However, Lang Yue's paintings are of great collection value. After his death, the price of his paintings increased by dozens or even hundreds of times. I don't know if the price of his paintings would have increased further if Lang Yue had not died in this life.

Lang Yue took them to his study, which was decorated in an antique style, which was a bit beyond Xia Qingqing's expectations. She thought Lang Yue had been completely Westernized.

A young man came in holding a tea tray, he was about twenty-seven or twenty-eight years old, tall, with a resolute face. He was not very handsome, but he had a kind of heroism and fortitude that made women's hearts beat faster.

"Jiang Han, there will be guests coming to see the paintings later, please help me receive them." Lang Yue said.

"Ok."

The young man put down three cups of tea and went out.

Xia Qingqing's heart was beating wildly. This was another future great painter who had become famous before he died. His paintings were sold at very high prices, so that Jiang Han had a net worth of billions before he was even forty, and had become a popular bachelor.

In addition to these, Jiang Han was also Lang Yue’s rumored boyfriend during his lifetime. There is a rumor that Lang Yue committed suicide because of love, and the object of this love affair was Jiang Han.

Xia Qingqing couldn't help but stare at Jiang Han, and she kept looking until he walked out of the study.