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Chapter 3 Brother-in-law?

On an old street at the side entrance of the Academy of Fine Arts, there is a painting and calligraphy shop called Ink Studio.

The owner is a well-mannered middle-aged man in his 40s, and regular customers will call him Boss Wu familiarly.

"Master?"

Shu Qingmo carried a bag of apples and stepped into the door of Ink Studio, but there was no one behind the counter as usual.

He put the apple on the counter, looked around, and soon saw Wu Yunmo's concentrated figure in a pile of old books half a person's height.

"Master." Shu Qingmo walked up to Wu Yunmo in a reckless manner, and took the book from his hand, "How many times do I have to tell you, you are always like this, and you can't see others stealing things."

Wu Yunmo just came back from a fugue in the book. He pushed the silver-rimmed glasses on the bridge of his nose, and explained slowly: "I'm sorting out..."

"Can't you hire someone to clean it up?" Shu Qingmo glanced at the messy shop full of calligraphy and paintings. Ever since he had no time to come here to help, Mo Studio tended to become more and more chaotic.

"You don't need to hire someone, I'm busy." Wu Yunmo stood up and patted his dusty pants, picked up the apple brought by Shu Qingmo and walked to the back room, "I'm going to wash the fruit, you can help me look at it. "

As soon as Wu Yunmo left, a customer came to the shop.

Shu Qingmo knew this guest. Since Ink Studio became "popular" in the calligraphy and painting circle a few years ago, such guests have often come here to search for treasures.

Wu Yunmo once helped many down-and-out painters, selling paintings for them free of charge.

Among the painters he helped, many of them became famous, and Luo Zihang's mother was one of them.

Some calligraphy and painting lovers came to Ink Studio to buy a little-known painting. Later, the artist became famous, and the value of the painting continued to rise. This kind of thing happened many times.

Over time, the saying "Boss Wu of Ink Studio is a living koi" spread, down-and-out painters were willing to come here to sell paintings, and collectors were more willing to come here to search for paintings.

Shu Qingmo's Chinese paintings are sold here, and the "Guangmu Heavenly King Holding a Brush" that was sold a few days ago even sold for the highest price in his personal history.

After seeing off the guests, Shu Qingmo and Wu Yunmo lay on rattan rocking chairs, chatting casually while eating fruit.

"Has your Duowen Tianwang finished yet?" Wu Yunmo was the only one who knew that Shu Qingmo's left hand could still draw. He turned his head to look at Shu Qingmo and said, "The customer who bought "Guangmu Tianwang" I seem to be in a hurry, and I called again yesterday to ask when your fourth picture will be finished."

"Guangmu Heavenly King Holding a Brush" is the third piece in the series of four Buddhist heavenly kings painted by Shu Qingmo.

The first two pieces, "The Picture of the Heavenly King Holding a Knife" and "The Picture of the King of Growth Holding a Halberd", were sold for [-] and [-] yuan respectively.

The customer who bought the third picture "Guangmu Tianwang Holding a Brush" wanted to collect the whole series, not only bought back the first two pictures at a high price from the previous buyer, but also ordered the fourth picture "Multiple" from Wu Yunmo. Wen Tianwang holding the pagoda map".

Drawing the Four Heavenly Kings is very laborious, and Shu Qingmo had to consult a lot of information before he dared to write, so the fourth picture was delayed.

"Let's talk about it later." He lay leisurely on the rocking chair, squinting his eyes slightly and said, "I still have quite a few paintings waiting to be framed."

Shu Qingmo always felt at ease with Mozhai's bookish atmosphere.When he was lying on the rocking chair and was about to fall asleep in a daze, he received an anxious call from Ye Xiaoxuan.

He hurriedly got up to bid farewell to Wu Yunmo, and rushed to the side entrance of the school. Not long after, Ye Xiaoxuan also rushed over from the direction of the school dormitory.

"What should I do, Shushu?"

Ye Xiaoxuan held onto Shu Qingmo's arm tightly, her haggard face was particularly abrupt because she didn't apply any makeup.

Shu Qingmo and Ye Xiaoxuan have known each other for four years, and they have never seen her without makeup.He comforted Ye Xiaoxuan not to worry, and asked, "What's going on?"

"Shu Yichen sent the video of me and him to Moments, why is he such a person." Ye Xiaoxuan's tone was already crying, "I asked him to delete it, but he still didn't delete it. I complained about his account. There is no result now."

"What video?" Shu Qingmo asked with a frown.

"I went to open a room with him last night..."

Ye Xiaoxuan didn't need to say it out loud, Shu Qingmo had already thought of what kind of video it was.

He sighed with a headache and continued to ask, "Is it serious?"

"You might not be able to see that it's me," Ye Xiaoxuan began to subconsciously paralyze herself, "I don't have my face in the video, as long as Shu Yichen doesn't say anything, it should..."

"Is it serious?" Seeing Ye Xiaoxuan's bewildered look, Shu Qingmo stretched out her hand to Ye Xiaoxuan, "Show me the video."

"Stop it." Ye Xiaoxuan said anxiously, "Actually, the video is very short, just a few seconds..."

"Ye Xiaoxuan." Shu Qingmo said in a low voice, with a hint of anger in her words.

Ye Xiaoxuan has never been a person who can take care of things. Under Shu Qingmo's scolding, she took out her mobile phone tremblingly, and clicked on the small video that Shu Yichen sent to Moments.

There are a total of two videos, both of which are shot from top to bottom.

One of the pornographic videos captured Ye Xiaoxuan's forehead and the tip of her nose. Anyone who knew her would be able to tell it was her at a glance.

Judging from the release time of these two videos, Shu Yichen should have posted them casually while shooting them last night.Ye Xiaoxuan didn't find out until today.

To be serious, there are no organs exposed in the video, so it is not very pornographic.

But if it is not serious, a discerning person can see what the people in the video are doing at a glance.

Shu Qingmo didn't know what to say to her, he hated iron and steel and asked, "Did I tell you to stay away from him?"

"I didn't expect him to be this kind of person." Ye Xiaoxuan burst into tears as she spoke, "Some of his friends know me, so they won't see all of them."

People came and went by the side door of the school, and Ye Xiaoxuan's appearance attracted the attention of many passers-by.

Shu Qingmo took her aside and comforted her: "Don't worry, what did he tell you?"

"He ignores me now." Ye Xiaoxuan clicked on Shu Yichen's WeChat dialog box, and swipe the page with her thumb, "I sent him dozens of messages, but he didn't reply a single word."

Ye Xiaoxuan's remark to Shu Yichen was "Chenchen" plus a heart, just looking at Shu Qingmo gave her a headache.

He took out his mobile phone and said to Ye Xiaoxuan, "Give me his number, and I will help you."

Ye Xiaoxuan immediately stopped sobbing, looked at Shu Qingmo as if she was looking at Guanshiyin Bodhisattva, and asked incredulously, "Can you solve it?"

To be honest, Shu Qingmo didn't want to get involved in this kind of thing, but just like Luo Zihang knew him well, he also knew Ye Xiaoxuan very well.

He knew that Ye Xiaoxuan couldn't solve this problem by herself. Although Ye Xiaoxuan seemed to do her own way on the surface and didn't care about other people's opinions, she was actually fragile and sensitive inside, and her ability to resist pressure was not strong at all.

"I have a solution." Shu Qingmo didn't want to say more, "I'll ask him to delete the video."

Shu Qingmo's so-called method was nothing more than using the inheritance to negotiate with Shu Yichen, other than that, he had no other leverage.

If Shu Yichen is unwilling to delete the video, then he will not give up the inheritance. In this way, he believes that Fang Wanrou will also come forward to resolve this matter.

After Shu Qingmo comforted Ye Xiaoxuan, she contacted Shu Yichen and told him that she wanted to talk about the inheritance. Shu Yichen soon agreed to come out and meet.

It's just that he rejected Shu Qingmo's proposal to meet at the gate of the Academy of Fine Arts, and instead set the place at the high-end clubhouse on the first floor of Huangjin Holiday Hotel.

"Do you think you're a child playing house?" Shu Yichen teased, "We still meet at the school gate."

Shu Qingmo seldom goes out, and her social circle is only around the Academy of Fine Arts.After Shu Yichen said this, he realized that compared with Shu Yichen, he was indeed a bit new to the world.

He couldn't refute Shu Yichen's words, so he had no choice but to agree with his decision.

At eight o'clock in the evening, Shu Qingmo arrived on time at this five-star hotel that he had never stepped into.

The skyscraper where the hotel is located is a landmark building in Nancheng, designed by an internationally renowned architect, with a total of 99 floors.

When the weather is fine, standing on the top floor of the Painting Department of the Academy of Fine Arts, you can also overlook this magnificent building that stands out from the crowd. Almost all the freshmen of the Painting Department have used it to practice.

The magnificent hall made Shu Qingmo feel very strange. He squeezed the shoulder straps of the backpack with both hands to relieve the tension in his heart. The service staff in the hall should have seen his helplessness and kindly stepped forward to show him the way.

After arriving at the first floor, Shu Qingmo found that the so-called high-end club was just a high-end KTV, except that the aisles were brighter and the waiters were more professional, it was no different from the KTV near their school.

——Shu Qingmo comforted herself like this.

Guided by the waiter, he found the box number that Shu Yichen had sent him. At this time, Shu Yichen was already waiting in the spacious and luxurious box. On the coffee table in front of him was a foreign wine that Shu Qingmo didn't know, and it seemed expensive at first glance.

"Sit down." Shu Yichen lifted his chin, turned up a pure drinking glass, and poured half a glass of wine for Shu Qingmo.

Shu Qingmo sat down diagonally across from Shu Yichen, and didn't clink the wine glass.He cut to the point and said, "I'm looking for you because of one thing."

"Inheritance?" Shu Yichen took a sip to himself, and asked indifferently, "Do you have any new ideas about inheritance distribution?"

"It depends on your attitude." Shu Qingmo said.

Shu Yichen laughed, and put down the thick-bottomed glass in his hand heavily.The glass collided with the coffee table, making a crisp sound, which was particularly harsh in this spacious space.

Shu Qingmo didn't panic, and her tone was still calm and steady: "According to the original plan, I will go to the notarization with Fang Wanrou tomorrow afternoon to give up the inheritance. I have no intention of changing this plan for the time being."

Hearing the words Fang Wanrou, Shu Yichen slightly raised his eyebrows, apparently not used to his mother's name being said so straightforwardly by Shu Qingmo.

"Then what do you mean by looking for me?" Shu Yichen asked.

"You posted a video about my friend in Moments." Shu Qingmo finally got to the point, "If you don't delete it, then I won't go tomorrow afternoon."

"Video?" Shu Yichen's expression was a bit inexplicable, but he quickly realized, "A senior majoring in oil painting... Are you classmates with her?"

"Yes." Shu Qingmo said.

"Ha, what a coincidence." Shu Yichen picked up the wine glass again, obviously not taking Shu Qingmo's words as a threat, but as an interesting thing, "So what if you don't go to the notarization? As long as my mother disagrees, you will never No inheritance."

"Don't forget," Shu Qingmo said calmly, "As long as I don't give up, you don't want to touch that part of the inheritance either."

Shu Yichen seemed to have just realized this. He took a sip of wine and held it in his mouth for a long time, looking at the glass in his hand, wondering what he was thinking.

After a while, he stretched his sitting posture, leaned on the back of the sofa chair behind him, looked at Shu Qingmo and asked, "So I just need to delete the video?"

Hearing this, Shu Qingmo secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "That's right."

"That's fine." Shu Yichen took out the phone from his trouser pocket and threw it into Shu Qingmo's arms, "Delete it."

Shu Qingmo was caught off guard. He picked up the phone and glanced at it. He frowned and asked, "Where's the password?"

"The password... I don't remember either." Shu Yichen stretched out his hand towards Shu Qingmo, "Give it to me, I'll use your fingerprint."

Shu Qingmo sat far away from Shu Yichen, he didn't have the habit of throwing the phone, so he moved forward a little and handed the phone to Shu Yichen.

However, Shu Yichen did not take the phone, but held his wrist.

Shu Qingmo suddenly had a bad premonition in his heart, he subconsciously wanted to withdraw his hand, but at this moment, he suddenly felt something sprayed on his face, and looking at Shu Yichen again, he didn't know when the other hand A tiny spray bottle appeared.

"What are you doing?" Shu Qingmo hurriedly wiped off the water stains on her face with the back of her hand, looked at Shu Yichen warily and asked, "What did you spray on me?"

Shu Yichen didn't answer, but unlocked the phone and operated it for a while, then turned the screen up and showed it to Shu Qingmo: "Hey, the video has been deleted."

Shu Qingmo didn't know what Shu Yichen was up to, he faintly felt that something was wrong with the picture in front of him, the lines began to intertwine, and the lights began to rotate.

"But what's the use of deleting it." Shu Yichen casually threw the phone on the coffee table, "I've already posted it in the group."

After saying this, he stood up abruptly and pushed Shu Qingmo down on the sofa.

"On the day of the funeral, I felt," Shu Yichen leaned forward, hooking Shu Qingmo's chin with his index finger, "You really are getting more and more beautiful, with your little pink mouth, you don't look like a man at all."

"Are you crazy?!" Shu Qingmo pushed Shu Yichen's shoulder in panic, but his body couldn't exert any strength, "I'm your real brother!"

"It's the younger brother who is the most exciting." Shu Yichen said as he lifted the hem of Shu Qingmo's clothes, revealing the thin waist, he leaned into Shu Qingmo's ear and whispered: "I'll take a few photos of you later , to see if you dare to ask for inheritance."

Only then did Shu Qingmo realize that Shu Yichen wanted to take his picture to threaten him.

He fumbled to pick up the untouched wine glass on the coffee table, and poured all the wine in the glass onto Shu Yichen's side face with all his strength.

"Hiss, you—"

Before Shu Yichen finished speaking, Shu Qingmo smashed another glass on his head.

Although this blow did not cause Shu Yichen any damage, it still made him back a little.

Shu Qingmo seized this opportunity to catch her breath, kicked Shu Yichen away, and ran out of the box scrambling.

The corridors of the clubhouse are like a maze, Shu Qingmo can't tell the difference between east, west and north at all, so he can only hold his head against the wall and walk forward.

Shu Yichen quickly followed up from behind. He locked onto Shu Qingmo's stumbling figure, as if he was enjoying the fun of hunting, he followed behind him unhurriedly.

Shu Qingmo wanted to find someone to help, but she didn't meet anyone after walking for a long time.Seeing that Shu Yichen was getting closer and closer to him, he quickened his pace and turned around a corner, but at this moment, without warning, he fell into a strong chest.

Shu Yichen's surprised voice sounded behind him: "Brother-in-law?"

Shu Qingmo looked up blankly, and then saw the man he had seen on the day of the funeral.

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