poppies in the attic

6.

50 years old, Xiang Jin is 50 years old this year.

Wu Pengzhi couldn't imagine what Xiang Jin was like now.In her memory is the 35-year-old Xiang Jin.

A person's appearance is bound to change over time.Wu Pengzhi doesn't like women's maintenance or surgery to look like an unrealistic age.In other words, if Xiang Jin is still 35 years old now, Wu Pengzhi will feel terrible.But what did she want Xiang Jin to look like?Wu Pengzhi didn't have a suitable sample in his mind.

"I really want to see Xiang Jin now." Wu Pengzhi murmured to himself.

Wu Pengzhi feels that people's appearance will definitely change, but she also believes that people's inner things will not change.

"Painting is a way for me to go beyond my daily life." Xiang Jin once said.

Wu Pengzhi can't imagine that Xiang Jin, who upholds this philosophy, will one day sue an old lady in court for money.

Wu Pengzhi can accept Xiang Jin getting old, but she can't accept Xiang Jin getting worse.

Thinking of this, Wu Pengzhi laughed at himself in the mirror, Xiang Jin never asked Wu Pengzhi to accept.It's because I think too much.

But, having said that, if Xiang Jin really goes to court to fight for the copyright of those paintings, Wu Pengzhi knows that Xiang Jin has her own reasons, and Wu Pengzhi has been indignant for a long time and has a very sufficient reason.

Maybe Wu Pengzhi just didn't want to accept that scene, the scene of seeing the ugliness of human nature.

Wu Pengzhi leaned against Huayue's desk, chatting with Huayue casually.It was the first time that I came to the scene to chat with Huayue during working hours.

Huayue was busy with the documents at hand, wearing an apron to prevent radiation.This was bought by Wu Pengzhi for her, it doesn't matter if it is useful or not, anyway, I want peace of mind first.Pregnancy made Huayue work hard.

"Sister Hua, do you have a guest?" Another handsome guy walked up to Huayue and handed over an insignificant document.

Hua Yue winked at the handsome young man knowingly, "Xiao Xiao, please make a cup of coffee for Mr. Wu. My sister is busy here." She said and patted the crowded table.Huayue's desktop is not tidy at all, it should be called messy.The files are stacked so high that it is absolutely impossible for outsiders to find them. "Order is in my heart, Huayue." This is Huayue's argument.

Xiao Xiao happily responded and rushed to the tea break.

"Look at these little boys, you are wasting your life and youth. Pengzhi, what do you really want? Have you ever been in a serious relationship in these years? Have you? Even once?" Hua Yue wanted to feel sorry for Wu Pengzhi Broken heart, falling in love is not something that can be solved by worrying.

"I've kissed countless frogs, but none of them turned into a prince." Wu Pengzhi made a disgusted expression.

Huayue was amused, and her flowers trembled with laughter.

Wu Pengzhi looked at Huayue enviously.

When I heard this sentence 15 years ago, I couldn't stop laughing, but Xiang Jin who said this sentence didn't laugh at all.

It's me who doesn't laugh now, and it's Huayue who laughs until the flower branches tremble.It can be understood that Huayue still maintains the innocence and happiness when she was 21 years old, but she is no longer young and innocent.

While chatting, there was a little movement at the door.Hua Yue immediately looked up, and then winked at Wu Pengzhi.

In fact, Wu Pengzhi kept looking at the door. After receiving Huayue's wink, Wu Pengzhi fixed his eyes on the woman who walked in.

Then, Huayue found Wu Pengzhi breathed a sigh of relief, but also frowned in disappointment.

"Is it her?" Hua Yue asked quietly.

Wu Pengzhi shook his head. "no."

Wu Pengzhi was a little puzzled. She searched the Internet, but there was no mention of Fang Ming's divorce and remarriage anywhere.This is understandable. Fang Ming began to lose the favor of the market more than ten years ago and became unknown.The media will not be interested in a past painter who has no market value.

So when Hua Yue told her that Fang Ming's wife would come to the company today, Wu Pengzhi put down his work and rushed over.She must come to the scene to confirm whether Fang Ming's wife is Xiang Jin.Her intuition was correct, Xiang Jin was not the one who filed the lawsuit.

But where did Xiang Jin go?

Of course, Wu Pengzhi also searched for Xiang Jin, but there was no such person in the circle of painters.

Xiao Xiao graciously handed a cup of coffee to Wu Pengzhi, "Mr. Wu please."

However, Wu Pengzhi just nodded subconsciously, without even looking at this handsome little frog.

Huayue couldn't care about Xiao Xiao anymore, she found out that something was wrong with Wu Pengzhi.

"What's going on? What do you want to know?" Hua Yue pulled Wu Pengzhi into an empty reception room. "Why are you looking for Fang Ming's wife back then? What's the matter?"

"She disappeared. I don't know why she disappeared." Wu Pengzhi frowned.

"Why do you say she's missing? Where did you find her?"

"She's a painter, but she doesn't exist in painter circles at all."

"Maybe she's not famous enough. If she's divorced, maybe she won't be able to hang out in the industry." Hua Yue just guessed casually, but didn't want to, and suddenly angered Wu Pengzhi.

"Compared to Ah Jin's painting, Fang Ming's painting is a fart! Not even a fart!" Wu Peng's face turned red.