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Huiyang East Road has the largest auction house in the city. He Chuyang seldom comes here on weekdays. He just came here today to accompany clients.

The items that the client wanted to bid for were at the end, so He Chuyang waited with him.

"The first collection is an oil painting by the artist Mr. Fu Yun."

Mr. Fu Yun?He Chuyang had never heard of this name before, so he thought it might be an unknown painter.

The host first blew up Mr. Fu Yun's personal resume. He Chuyang listened to a few words, and he didn't look like a great person, so he stopped listening.

The customer saw that He Chuyang had little interest in the auction, so he pointed to a young man sitting in the second row. The young man was wearing a black windbreaker with unhealthy white skin.

"That's the son of the Chu family," the client said to He Chuyang somewhat mysteriously, "that's the one who came back from abroad some time ago."

From the angle of He Chuyang, he could only see Mr. Chu's side face. There was an abnormal sense of coquettishness in that life, whether it was the movement of the eyes, the outline of the eyebrows, or the more breathtaking lips, if it weren't for the With lipstick on, it is born with scorching eyes like cow blood.

He Chuyang has also heard of this young master of the Chu family.

Although he is an alpha, his physical condition has always been poor.The family has held it in their hands as an Omega for many years, and they seldom come out to meet people before.After becoming an adult, I don't know whether I burned the right fairy or worshiped the right Buddha, and my health improved, so I showed my face in front of the public.

As far as being rich, Mr. Chu is really rich.

The previous head of the Chu family was engaged in a dirty business. He had troubles both at home and abroad. He started to wash his hands in a golden basin when he was old. He finally finished the washing. Suddenly something went wrong with his health. He died and reported to the king of Hades.This Mr. Chu was his only son, and the inheritance fell on his head.I don't know if it was because he was afraid of death or because of other considerations. Once his father died, the son sold his shares and land and returned to the country with the money.After returning home, there is no special news.

I don't know whether it's because he was born in the underworld and did a good job of concealing it, or if he really lived in seclusion and didn't care about world affairs. Few people around He Chuyang knew the whereabouts of Mr. Chu.

"This is the first time I've seen him..." As soon as He Chuyang said that, the auctioneer over there started calling for bids.

The starting price was 5, which He Chuyang felt was a bit high, since he was an unknown painter after all.

Unexpectedly, Mr. Chu, whom he talked about just now, raised his card, but he didn't raise the price much.It just so happened that there was no one in the auction house to compete with him, and when the price was raised to 6, Mr. Chu took the auction.

The auctioneer yelled a few times and dropped the hammer, and Mr. Chu got up and left his seat.

"Excuse me," He Chuyang said to the client, and then chased after Mr. Chu.

"Mr. Chu!" He Chuyang called to stop him in the aisle.

Young Master Chu turned around and looked at He Chuyang, with a puzzled expression on his face, "Excuse me? I don't seem to know you."

The brows were slightly frowned, which made those peach blossom eyes full of fascination, especially beautiful.

"My name is He Chuyang, and this is my business card," He Chuyang handed over his business card.

Mr. Chu took it and took a look. Reciprocity, he also reported his name: "My name is Chu Hancai."

He Chuyang read his name silently, and then continued: "I've heard Mr. Chu's name for a long time, but this is the first time I've seen him..."

Chu Hancai saw the company on the business card and handed it back directly.

"Sorry, I don't think about investing recently." Chu Hancai apologized and bowed.

When he came back from abroad, he brought with him wealth that some people could not save after struggling for several lifetimes.How could these shrewd businessmen and capital in the country give up chasing his piece of fat.During this time, countless project leaders, company directors, and managers have approached him, but he has rejected them all.

"I'm not here to discuss investment with you." He Chuyang explained.

"I've seen your routines a lot," Chu Hancai hurriedly went to pay for the painting he just bought, "I'm sorry I'm different from my parents, they like to use money to make money and enjoy being at the top of power. Pleasure, but I just want to live in peace."

"But..." He Chuyang still wanted to speak, but the look of disgust in Chu Hancai's eyes was enough to explain everything.

He Chuyang sighed, he really wanted to pull down Chu Hancai's investment, and today he just came here to get acquainted, but he didn't expect that the legendary Mr. Chu was still an outsider who didn't love money.The forest is really big and there are all kinds of birds.

Chu Hancai took the painting and drove home.

His family lived in a two-story villa in a high-end residential area that real estate developers had raved about a few years ago.It is relatively far from the city center, and it takes 20 minutes to drive, but fortunately, there are several supermarkets nearby, so it is more convenient to buy things.Although the neighborhood is a wealthy area, most people buy a house here to save a property, and there are relatively few people living in this neighborhood on weekdays, so Chu Hancai just happens to be happy and leisurely.

He opened the iron gate and entered the garden.

The small garden is divided into two parts by a gravel road. In late autumn, there are no flowers in the garden, and honeysuckle is planted beside the road.

Then there was the door of the living room. Chu Caihan opened a small gap, slipped in and closed the door.

After changing the shoes, I hung up the painting, and went to the bedroom on the second floor.

As soon as he entered the bedroom, Chu Caihan reached out and pressed the bluetooth speaker on the table, and a soothing music sounded from the speaker, like the singing of a siren.

It's Scarborough Fair.

"I went to buy a painting today, it was painted by an unknown artist," Chu Caihan took off the windbreaker he was wearing outside, he said to himself, and he didn't know who he was talking to, "I quite like that painting It’s a kind of brushwork, I want to buy it back and learn it.”

He hung up the windbreaker on the ironing machine, plugged in the cord and started ironing.

"I ate sliced ​​bread for breakfast, with some ham and eggs. The taste is okay, but it's definitely not as good as your cooking. That's how I cook. It's neither too bad nor too delicious," Smoke filled the room, covering his coquettish eyes, "I know you should say that I don't eat vegetables again, I will remember it tomorrow morning."

"Lunch, I was in a rush for class today, so I bought some rice bowls, minced meat, eggplant, and shredded potatoes...I really don't like green leafy vegetables. Don't nag me!"

"Also, an Omega student brought me some pastries this afternoon. I confiscated them, but they look pretty good. I'll bring them back for you to try next time."

"Next time, if there is an auction house, I'll go and see if I can find some antique jewelry. I remember that you seem to like those shiny things. Hey, I didn't mean you. The ones you wear are all fake. You look like a baby."

He ironed the clothes and hung them on the hangers.

After turning off the music, the mist faded away, leaving only some on his eyes.

Next to the Bluetooth speaker, there is a dark box with no decorations or patterns on it, only deep black.

Chu Caihan stretched out his hand cautiously, his fingers brushed across the black edge of the box.

"The paintings you can buy easily, the cakes you want to eat, the big and warm house, have you seen it?" He looked at the dark box, lowered his head slightly, and carved a kiss on the box, trying to use himself too much. Bright red lips embellished the desolate and lonely deep black, "I got everything I dreamed of when I was a child, but I only lost you."