After being kicked out of the wealthy family, her ancestor shocked the world

"Chu Peining?" Mu Zhehan narrowed his eyes and said the name uncertainly, feeling surprised.

It’s not surprising that Chu Peining can come here, but it’s surprising that she comes.

It's just an art exhibition, so her sponsor must be able to afford her to come.

But what is she doing here, a fool with no artistic talent and no special skills?

When he realized that the person behind her was extraordinary that day, Mu Zhehan sent people to investigate the identity of the financial backer.

The wealthy families in Haicheng do not have that kind of strength, so they set their sights on the imperial capital.

The imperial capital is filled with wealthy families and noble families. How could they possibly find out?

After Chu Peining was kicked out of the Mu family, Mu Zhehan had only two contacts with her, both of which ended badly.

Before he had accurate information, he was wary of Chu Peining.

Now he just pretended not to see it, glanced at his watch, and leaned against the luxury car waiting for Lu Qingyue.

About five minutes later, a luxury car slowly stopped not far away. Lu Qingyue got out of the car, said a few words to the driver, and then walked towards Mu Zhehan.

The sunlight fell on her, making Lu Qingyue radiant, bright and beautiful.

The new Chanel-style suit highlights her slender and tall figure, and paired with a white lambskin pearl chain bag, it perfectly brings out her gentle and elegant temperament.

She walked slowly in white boots, showing off her already superior long legs and aura.

With such beauty and temperament, celebrities on the street stopped and looked at her.

"Qingyue." Mu Zhehan greeted her with a smile.

Lu Qingyue tucked her hair around her temples shyly, "Sorry to have kept you waiting for so long."

Mu Zhehan said it was okay and extended his arms to her: "Let's go in."

Lu Qingyue took the opportunity to put her arm around him and nodded shyly: "Yeah."

After taking two steps, he stopped.

"Qingyue?" Mu Zhehan turned his head in confusion and saw Lu Qingyue staring blankly to the side. He also looked over and asked, "What's wrong?"

"Is that Ms. Ji?" Lu Qingyue couldn't believe her eyes.

The weather is not very cold today. Ji Qingzhi is wearing a champagne-colored cotton cheongsam, which is simple and elegant, but the dark patterns on the fabric are exquisite and delicate. The buttons on the chest are specially designed patterns, and each one is carefully made.

A ring of fleece surrounds the collar, hem and cuffs for warmth and comfort.

Her long straight hair was tied up with a simple jade hairpin. She walked slowly in woolen boots, with the jade earrings on her ears standing quietly.

As she got closer, Lu Qingyue became more and more certain that it was Ji Qingzhi.

She immediately let go of Mu Zhehan's hand and strode away, her earrings shaking violently with her steps.

Ji Qingzhi dialed Si Nan's number and suddenly heard the "thump thump thump" sound of high heels coming hurriedly towards her, so she looked over.

Lu Qingyue happily stepped forward and greeted her: "Ms. Ji, I didn't expect to meet you here."

"you are?"

Ji Qingzhi frowned and looked at her carefully several times, but she really had no impression of her.

"I'm Lu Qingyue, a member of the Chinese Artists Association. I was invited by Master Jiang Jiayuan and had the honor of listening to you play a piece of music." Lu Qingyue introduced.

After returning to China, although Ji Qingzhi stayed in Haicheng, she did go to the imperial capital several times to deal with some matters in the ancient music world.

Once, she was invited by the president of the China Artists Association to appreciate their paintings, and he gave her a painting as a gift.

In order to express his gratitude, he played a song.

There were indeed many people who admired her at that time, and Ji Qingzhi couldn't possibly remember them all, so she just smiled at her politely.

"Hello."

The polite and distant tone did not stop Lu Qingyue from trying to get closer to him.

She heard from Master Jiang Jiayuan that Ji Qingzhi's guqin level was the highest in the world, and that she had absolute say in the Guqin Association and could even control the appointment and resignation of the president.

Naturally, she would try her best to make friends with such a person.

It was a pity that when they were in the imperial capital, Ji Qingzhi left in a hurry after playing the song, and she didn't even have a chance to speak.

"Are you also interested in this exhibition? I come here often and am familiar with the structure of the venue. I can show you the way and introduce it to you."

Members of the Art Association personally led the way, which is a treatment that cannot be obtained at any price.

Moreover, Master Jiang Jiayuan has been famous in the country for a long time. Lu Qingyue must be extraordinary to be appreciated by him.

Ji Qingzhi smiled slightly and refused: "No, I have already made an appointment with someone else."

"Have you made an appointment?" Lu Qingyue's eyes lit up. "Can I ask which master it is?"

The endless questions made Ji Qingzhi a little annoyed.

She had already expressed her attitude tactfully, but Lu Qingyue still moved forward, which was really unpleasant.

He still maintained an objective smile on his face and dialed Si Nan's number.

Si Nan and the others had already noticed Ji Qingzhi, and they answered the phone and said, "We're right at the door, just come over."

"Okay. I'll go over there." He responded and hung up the phone.

Ji Qingzhi tilted her head and said apologetically, "Sorry, I have to go to an appointment."

Lu Qingyue naturally couldn't let go of such a rare opportunity. She turned sideways and stood next to her, saying in what she thought was a very enthusiastic tone, "Let's take you in."

Ji Qingzhi frowned slightly.

Mu Zhehan, who had been watching from the side, naturally realized the extraordinary status of her and thought that she must be a very famous figure in the literary and art circles. He also stepped forward, smiled slightly, and stretched out his hand to make a "please" gesture.

"Ms. Ji, this way please."

When she saw his face, Ji Qingzhi was slightly startled, and then she realized that Mu Zhehan was there.

When Si Nan talked about it to her before, he specially asked someone to restore the surveillance video to 720p, so Ji Qingzhi could recognize it.

His face was actually restored.

Ji Qingzhi barely withdrew her gaze and hesitated about leaving them to find Si Nan and Chu Peining.

In the distance, Si Nan saw that Ji Qingzhi was late and her way was blocked by someone, so he turned around and asked Chu Peining to stay where she was and wait while he went to look for her.

Chu Peining wanted to go with him, but she felt a strong bond pulling her away.

After a careful calculation, he figured out that Mu Zhehan and Lu Qingyue agreed to stay.

"Mom, why don't you come over?" Si Nan shouted from a distance, "The two of them are stopping you."

Of course he didn't have a good temper when facing these two people who stopped Ji Qingzhi so rudely.

But when Mu Zhehan turned around, he was really scared.

"I..." go!

He quickly shut up, fearing that he would utter the complete words and be scolded by Ji Qingzhi again.

Si Nan blinked and looked at Mu Zhehan's face, his wide eyes full of disbelief.

Didn’t Xu Ming say that he had been beaten to the point where he was beyond help?

How come the face is still fine and looks like nothing happened?

Of course, the two of them heard how he addressed Ji Qingzhi.

Looking at the mixed-race face, Lu Qingyue asked Ji Qingzhi in surprise: "Is this your son?"