After forming a contract with the ancestor of Jianxiu

In fact, Chu Wei doesn't care whether he wins this game or not. He came here purely out of curiosity, and it can be regarded as coming out to see something.

Being pushed by this group of people to start writing is also to drive ducks to the shelves.

Whether he won or not, he really hadn't thought about it. After all, when he got this topic, the only person he thought of was Hua Rong.

He wanted to give the painting to the man.

But now it's clearly not working.

A thin layer of rice paper was split in two from the middle, splitting the Tianshan Mountains in half, and the other half was still stained on the overturned inkstone, and a good painting was dipped like this, Already equivalent to a waste painting.

Mr. Ge didn't expect that everyone was commenting, but the middle-aged man in front of him staggered, raised his hand, and touched the painting.

With a sullen face, he called the man by his name: "Zhu Jihai, what are you doing?"

Zhu Jihai hurriedly stood up straight, and quickly said: "Someone pushed me just now, it's too crowded here."

The table was not very big, and there were quite a few people around it, almost covering the exam table just now. Everyone was concentrating on looking at the painting, and no one noticed it at all.

If you accidentally squeeze it, it's not impossible.

Elder Ge picked up the remaining half of the sheet, looked at the inscription on it, and looked very regretful.

Anyone who paints knows that some paintings can never be painted exactly the same as the second one. Even if the painting is the same, the artistic conception is different, and the mood of the painter is also different.

A painting can reflect people's emotions. The painting in front of me has a rare artistic conception, and the emotion is full of deep meaning. It is a masterpiece.

Now it looks like it can't even be repaired.

Zhu Jihai watched Ge Lao's face calm down, and said with a smile: "It's just a painting, and I can paint it again. I was not careful, it was an unintentional mistake."

He talked about his own mistakes, but he didn't feel guilty at all on his face, or any apology.

Judging by the appearance, it was actually intended to be so lightly removed, as if nothing had happened.

Chu Wei has also seen many shameless people. This is not the first time he has seen such shameless people, so he can be afraid.

He was not the one to be angry in the first place, how could someone be bullied in the face and remain indifferent.

Everyone was feeling sorry, but they heard the painter ask: "Then how do you pay for it?"

Zhu Jihai froze for a moment, then subconsciously repeated: "Compensation?"

It never occurred to him that he would be compensated for the pictures used for fun in this kind of competition.

Although Chu Wei stood under the stage, he looked up at him with his hands behind his back without any fear, and he didn't feel that there was anything wrong with what he said.

Obviously, he didn't know that Zhu Jihai was alone, and everyone present was more or less in a daze.

Chu Wei looked at him without moving his eyes: "If you damage someone else's things, shouldn't compensation be taken for granted?"

Zhu Jihai felt a little unbelievable, this is just a random painting, and there is no need for compensation.

"I've never heard that this painting needs compensation."

Chu Wei retorted uncompromisingly: "That's because you are ignorant and ignorant, don't tell me you're justified in breaking other people's things."

Zhu Jihai wondered if he didn't read the almanac when he went out today, otherwise how could he encounter such a thing.

The people around also looked at each other, but Elder Ge was silent for a while, and then agreed: "It is true that compensation should be made. This painting was made by a child. He owns the copyright of this painting. If it is damaged, he should compensate."

Most of the time, people don't pay much attention to things like copyright, but in fact, just like literary creation, it has value.

Even if it is just a poem or an article, as long as it is original, it has value.

Zhu Jihai never thought that Elder Ge would stand by Chu Wei's side.

There are a lot of people who came to the calligraphy exhibition today, all of them are well-known figures in the calligraphy field, and he himself can be considered a moderate celebrity. He sells calligraphy, paintings and designs on weekdays, but he is very prosperous.

In his eyes, only paintings of celebrities, or things like his that are customized by others, are valuable.

Whenever, improvisation in a small game needs to be evaluated.

He couldn't understand it, but so many people, so many eyes were watching him.

He damaged the painting, and I can't let it go.

Although Zhu Jihai was unhappy, he also knew that if he wanted to continue in this circle, he must not offend Mr. Ge or anyone around him.

It's just a little-known painting, if it's worth a few bucks, he'll just pay.

I don't know where this came from, people with open eyes for money.

Zhu Jihai smiled restrainedly, and decided to make himself appear more magnanimous, so as to save others from saying that he bullied children.

"What Ge Lao said is, look at what I said. Since this painting was created by a child, if it is damaged, it should be compensated. I think the artistic conception of this painting is good, and the painting is also very good. It is [-], so I will compensate you. A little bit of your mind."

Not to mention 5000 yuan, in Zhu Jihai's eyes, he was unwilling to give [-] yuan to this painting, but in order to show his magnanimity and make up for the gaffe just now, he deliberately raised the price.

For a painter who doesn't even know his name, if he can paint such a painting in half an hour, it costs 5 yuan, which is really flattering him.

The people around didn't say that the price was good, nor did they say it was bad, they just set their eyes on Chu Wei.

Zhu Jihai obviously didn't think about Chu Wei's intention of refusing, since he said it, he had to do it in front of the big guy.

He came down from the stage and said affectionately: "Do you have a card number? I'll ask the secretary to call you the money. It's not easy for young people to make money. Back then, I started from your age, little by little. Came here."

He has made it this far, and he thinks he has done his best.

Elder Ge was still regretting the painting, and didn't comment on Zhu Jihai's words.

There are more and more people around, the entire exhibition hall is only this big, and this place is so lively, they all gathered around to watch.

Those with good intentions went up to look at the painting with curiosity.

Although only half of it is left, this half is enough to see the skill of the painter.

When seeing the signature, someone hesitated for a moment.

——Chu Wei.

Why is this name so familiar? I seem to have heard it somewhere.

Chu Wei raised his eyelids, looked at the man who was talking to himself, and suddenly asked, "You learned the ability to talk to yourself little by little?"

Zhu Jihai was taken aback for a moment, never thinking that Chu Wei would respond to him like this.

In his opinion, 5 yuan is really a high price, but looking at him like this, he is obviously dissatisfied.

Zhu Jihai is not a good person. If there were not so many people around and so many eyes watching him, he would have slapped his ass and left a long time ago. He could still stay here and do these scenes.

Hearing Chu Wei's words, his face immediately sank.

There is a limit to giving in, and if you give in blindly, you will appear as if you are afraid of the other party.

Wouldn't it be ridiculous for such a brat to want to ride on his head?

So far, Zhu Jihai has determined that the other party simply wants to blackmail and come to extort money.

He looked at Chu Wei with deep eyes, and said meaningfully: "Young people still take polishing their works as their own responsibility, instead of thinking all day how to use such a tricky ability to blackmail everywhere, sell what for what money, I have no idea ?"

Speaking of this, Yue Mo is tearing his skin apart.

Chu Wei nodded in agreement: "I very much agree with what you said, what kind of goods sell for what money."

As he said that, he looked straight at him, showing an almost calm smile: "The last painting I was living outside was only 5000 million."

At the charity auction in S city, the picture of Pixiu living outside was bought for 5000 million yuan, which he thought was expensive at the time.

But later, Huarong did homework for him in this area. The picture of Pixiu can ward off evil spirits and town houses, and its effect is excellent. For rich and big families, 5000 million can only be a profit, and the price is not high at all.

As soon as Chu Wei said this, the audience was in an uproar.

Everyone looked at him in disbelief, and whispered to each other, where did this boy get the confidence to say that his paintings were worth 5000 million.

Zhu Jihai exclaimed even more, and blurted out: "5000 million, you are crazy about money."

Just such a broken painting is worth 5000 million yuan, which blind person would spend money to buy such a painting.

Even Ge Lao felt incredible at this meeting.

5000 million is too outrageous, even for him, a painting cannot be sold for a sky-high price of 5000 million.

With a sullen face, Zhu Jihai scolded angrily: "I don't know, but you still have the ability to sell a painting for 5000 million, so why don't you tell me what famous painting is so valuable?"

It is impossible that no one in their circle has heard of the 5000 million painting. If no one knows, there is only one possibility, and that is that this young man is lying.

In fact, many people believed that he was lying.

It is not uncommon for young painters to become famous, but at his age, it is absolutely impossible for a painting to cost 5000 million. The most important thing is that no one has heard of it.

Everyone looked at Chu Wei, the young man was calm and stable, without any trace of fear.

"Little friend, I don't know what the painting you are talking about is, so tell me so that everyone can appreciate it together."

"Today's calligraphy and painting exhibition is for display, and you don't have to hide it."

"When you say that, everyone is very curious."

Chu Wei didn't speak, Zhu Jihai was sure now that he was lying.

The man took two steps forward, with unconcealable pride in his eyes, he boasted Haikou and said without hesitation: "If you really have a painting that can sell for 5000 million, then I will compensate you according to the price of this painting today, I Zhu Jihai said Do it."

This is what Chu Wei was waiting for. Although he couldn't find the evidence of the 5000 million calligraphy and paintings, he must be a man.

He would be a fool if he didn't ask for such a strong off-court help.

In fact, as long as this uncle has a good attitude, he will not be so aggressive.

But from the very beginning, there was no apology at all, and he even looked at him and his paintings with that kind of eyes that were almost superior, no one could bear it.

However, before Chu Wei contacted Hua Rong, someone asked in surprise, "Are you... Chu Wei?"

Chu Wei turned around with his mobile phone and looked at the man in a suit.

The man saw Chu Wei with an indescribable surprise, as if he had finally found such a person.

The man stepped forward and introduced himself: "Master Chu, hello, my name is Zheng Liqun. I was lucky enough to see your Pixiu picture at the auction in S City last time. I saw it today. It's really... ...it's surprising how young you are."

This is because someone gave me a pillow when I fell asleep, so I don't need to ask for help outside the venue.

If Chu Wei didn't know this person at all, he would have thought that the other party was his entrustment.

Someone in the crowd knew Zheng Liqun, and he asked curiously: "Brother Zheng, what kind of auction are you talking about? Couldn't it be the charity auction in S City a year ago?"

The auction a few years ago should be quite an important auction, at least a lot of people know about it, and there will always be someone in the same circle who will encounter it.

Zheng Liqun didn't expect him to run into him.

If Chu Wei hadn't said that the painting had sold for 5000 million, he wouldn't be sure yet.

Zhu Jihai took two steps forward, walked in front of Zheng Liqun, and asked with an uneasy expression, "What are you talking about, Brother Zheng, don't you misidentify the person, there are so many people with the same name in the world."

Zheng Liqun shook his head: "But there are not many who sell 5000 million yuan for a painting. That painting is hanging in the art exhibition upstairs. I just got off the top."

Now it was Chu Wei's turn to be surprised, this painting was bought by someone, how could it still appear in the art exhibition.

Zheng Liqun smiled: "The person who bought the painting is still in the same family as this kid, and their surname is Chu. Mr. Chu Xuhai, you all know, isn't his wife also participating in the exhibition today? That painting was bought by him Go, this meeting is on the top, if you don’t believe me, you can go up and have a look.”

Chu Xuhai's entrepreneurial family in S city is about equal to Huarong in Kyoto. They are all well-known figures. Few people in the business circle don't know such a person.

Now everyone became curious, and Ge Lao also got off the stage and hurried forward.

"I haven't had time to appreciate the painting exhibition upstairs, is the painting you mentioned really there?"

Zheng Liqun: "It's absolutely true."

"Go, go, go up and have a look."

"I seem to have heard of such a Pixiu picture."

"I heard from Mrs. Chu Xuhai that since this painting was hung at home, she has slept much better than before."

Everyone flocked to the elevator.

Chu Wei stopped, walked against the crowd to the stage, and put away the painting that had been torn in half.

When his eyes fell on those words, he still felt a little distressed.

This painting can't be seen by Master, it's impossible to get it out.

By the time he went upstairs with the painting, there were already two waves of people going up.

Some people can't wait to get out of the elevator, but they go up the stairs in the safe passage beside them.

Zhu Jihai was also curious, not so much curious as disbelief.

He didn't believe that such a young boy could draw sky-high prices.

His son is already a genius among geniuses, and even what he can't do, others may not be able to do it.

This kind of blind self-confidence made Zhu Jihai feel a bit of comparison in his heart. He wanted to see for himself how amazing this painting is.

Zhu Jihai also had another thought, even if the painting was signed by Chu Wei, it might not be the Chu Wei in front of him, wouldn't it be funnier if he recognized the wrong person.

The ninth floor was a little colder than the eighth floor, but there were quite a few people, and everyone was dressed up to attend.

Compared with the characters below, there are more types of paintings upstairs.

He dragged the scrolled painting in Chu Wei's hand, and when he went upstairs, he saw his picture of Pixiu with just one glance.

This painting has been well maintained. The person who bought it is obviously a careful owner. There is no crease on the painting.

Under the guidance of Zheng Liqun, everyone walked towards the painting. Chu Wei just took two steps, but stopped, and his eyes fell on the woman in the dark red cheongsam.

For some reason, when he saw this woman, he subconsciously felt a strange feeling.

The woman looked about 30 years old, and she was wearing a dark red cheongsam that set off her beautiful figure very well. She was talking to the person beside her.

There is an elegant taste in every gesture.

As a group of people rushed past, the woman seemed a little surprised, and immediately started talking to Ge Laopan.

When Chu Wei also wanted to go forward, he received a call from Hua Rong at this time.

He took his mobile phone and walked to a remote corner.

"How's the exhibition going? I'm done with my work here, so I'll pick you up now?"

Chu Wei looked at the scene on the field: "I guess it will take a while, and there is a small incident."

Hua Rong: "I'm in a bad mood, who messed with you?"

Chu Wei: "A person who doesn't seem to be very smart."

As soon as he said that, the other party understood.

Hua Rong said softly, "I'll be right there."

On the other hand, Elder Ge was very happy to see Wei Hongyue, because Wei Hongyue was his student in college.

Wei Hongyue has good grades since she was a child, and because she is pretty, she has always been a well-known talented girl in school. Later, she was successfully admitted to a key domestic university, where she met her current husband, Chu Xuhai.

Elder Ge met Wei Hongyue when he was in college.

As a college elective, she chose calligraphy, which happened to be taught by Ge Lao.

At that time, Wei Hongyue left a deep impression on Ge Lao's heart.

He would invite Wei Hongyue to the calligraphy exhibition every year, but he didn't expect that the painting he brought this year was this picture of Pixiu.

Seeing Ge Hanjiang, Wei Hongyue smiled and said, "Mr. Ge, long time no see. You look young again."

Ge Lao laughed twice: "I'm already at this age, don't make fun of me."

As he spoke, he brought the topic to this Pixiu picture.

Ge Lao asked curiously: "This painting is lifelike in both form and charm. After looking at it for a long time, it still feels refreshing. Where did you find such a treasure?"

Wei Hongyue looked at this painting, her eyes suddenly calmed down, she said with a smile: "It was at an auction, originally it was just for the painting, but later I found that this painting also has the effect of calming the mind. I used to suffer from insomnia, but after buying this painting, my sleep has improved a lot, and it happened to happen to be in an art exhibition, so I brought it here."

After hearing this, Elder Ge's eyes became even more nostalgic.

At his age, money is no longer a rare thing, only good works or rare paintings and handwriting can touch him.

At the beginning, he saw Chu Wei's writing at an old friend's house, so he tried his best to find out his address and sent an invitation letter.

Now that I see this painting, I can't take my eyes off it.

Elder Ge's eyes are so sharp, just by Chu Wei who signed the signature, he can tell at a glance that this is the painting by that boy.

"It turned out that what the kid said was true. I thought he was exaggerating, but now that I look at it this way, it is worthy of the name."

The more Ge Hanjiang looked at the painting, the more he liked it, and he turned around and asked, "Is this painting...for sale?"

Wei Hongyue was taken aback for a moment, she didn't expect the teacher to ask such a question.

If it was another item, as long as the teacher liked it, she would definitely give it away without hesitation.

But there is still a little bit of her miss in this painting, especially the sleep has been getting better recently, even if the other party is her teacher, Wei Hongyue is not willing to give it up.

She smiled apologetically: "Teacher, I'm sorry, I can't sell this painting."

Ge Lao is a little regretful, but he can't do things that win people's love.

He thought for a while, then suddenly said, "I can ask the kid to draw another one."

Wouldn't it be better for him to buy one at his own expense?

Wei Hongyue was taken aback, her hand holding the bag tightened slightly, and she asked casually, "Teacher, do you know the artist of this painting?"

When Ge Hanjiang mentioned this, he smiled immediately: "I just met him, and he is a very powerful kid. This is the first time I have seen such a spiritual kid."

Wei Hongyue immediately asked: "Then where is he, I want to get to know him too."

No matter who the other party is, even if it's just the same name, she has to see it with her own eyes.

Ge Hanjiang glanced at it, and said strangely: "The one who came up behind just now, where did he go? Maybe he went to see the art exhibition by himself."

Wei Hongyue turned her head quickly and searched around.

Everyone standing aside heard what Ge Hanjiang and Wei Hongyue said.

Elder Ge concluded with his own eyes that this painting was painted by that boy just now, that is to say, this painting was indeed auctioned off at a high price of 5000 million.

Zhu Jihai broke out in a cold sweat on the spot.

He just boasted that if the young man can really sell 5000 million paintings, then he will compensate according to the price.

5000……

This is not fifty thousand, half a million.

Over the years, although he has made a lot of money with his own craftsmanship, it is not impossible for him to spend 5000 million, but when he thinks of giving it to such an irrelevant person for nothing, how can he swallow this breath.

Zhu Jihai seemed to feel that all the people around him were looking at him, laughing at him, or scorning him. Even if they were not looking at him, he could feel a sense of humiliation just by looking at him.

The young man Wei Hongyue was looking for had already stood behind Zhu Jihai at some point.

He asked abruptly: "Uncle, does what you just said still count?"

Zhu Jihai turned around abruptly, and saw the young man in the light blue robe standing behind him with a smile on his lips.

This smile seemed ordinary, but in Zhu Jihai's eyes at this time, it seemed to be filled with endless ridicule and humiliation.

Chu Wei asked again: "Just now you said that the compensation according to the price still counts?"

Is it okay?

Zheng Liqun intends to get closer to Chu Wei, and he heard the words and followed up and said: "Brother Zhu, we are all grown-ups, and we will never take things for granted. Everyone heard it just now."

"Yes, he said that compensation will be based on the price."

"That's why [-] can be spent."

"I used to think that other people's children came to extort money. With such skills, I still need to extort money from him."

"That's why people should not be judged by their appearance, and their ability should not be judged by their age."

The surrounding voices entered Zhu Jihai's ears one after another.

Standing beside Zhu Jihai, the young man who was considered extremely talented by everyone, was also blushing.

His father had always been like this, often using him as bragging rights.

Others only think that he is highly talented, and they don't know how much effort he has been forced by his father to do this. He never knows what other children's childhood happiness is.

All the time in memory is used for studying, writing, practicing, drawing...

These things take up all his space, and he has long since lost himself.

At this moment, the young man felt both a sense of being humiliated and a joy that he couldn't explain clearly.

See, no matter how hard you work, what's the use? You can't compare to others who are talented.

Why force him to learn it?

He was already tired and didn't want to take the brush at all.

Originally, everyone was aiming at Chu Wei's painting, but now they are all looking at Zhu Jihai.

What I just said below is convincing, but this meeting is like a mute, and I don’t speak anymore.

Chu Wei didn't intend to let him go, he believed that if he didn't draw this picture of Pixiu, this man might humiliate him in some way.

There is a price to be paid for showing superiority.

Chu Wei's voice was not too loud, he shook the half-torn painting in his hand, and said casually: "I hope that uncle will keep his word, after all, I only live on such a small amount of money."

These words have almost the same effect as a slap in the face.

How to repent under the watchful eyes of everyone.

Zhu Jihai couldn't even smile pretendingly. Under the gaze of so many eyes, he said almost awkwardly: "Of course I mean what I say."

5000 million, just give it away for nothing, no matter what, it feels like bleeding in my heart.

Chu Wei nodded and looked at him: "Then you don't need to give me the money. There are so many charities, and there is no shortage of places for you to send money. Remember to send me the voucher when the time comes."

As soon as the words came out, people around praised Chu Wei for his kindness, but he didn't accept it himself and used the money for charity.

If this is an ordinary person, who can not waver in front of 5000 million people.

Zhu Jihai can't wait to spit out a mouthful of old blood. He is the one who wants to take the money, and he is the one who bleeds heavily, but in the eyes of everyone, it is Chu Wei who does good deeds. less than.

Is there anything more uncomfortable than this?

Chu Wei has said so, and everyone has praised it, and it seems that this matter has come to an end.

Zhu Jihai couldn't stay any longer, he hurriedly told Elder Ge, and left with his son under the pretext of having something to do.

But before entering the elevator, Chu Wei reminded loudly: "Hey, don't forget to send me the proof. Don't say one thing in person, but do another behind your back."

Zhu Jihai's face turned green, and he almost squeezed out a sentence between his teeth: "Don't worry, I'm not a person who doesn't keep his word."

With a smile in his eyes, Chu Wei waved his hand calmly.

After Zhu Jihai left, the air in the calligraphy exhibition seemed to be a little fresher.

Chu Wei was in the mood to appreciate the calligraphy and paintings here, but just after two steps, a woman behind him stopped him.

"Excuse me... is your name Chu Wei?"

If you listen carefully, you will find that the woman's voice trembles imperceptibly.

Chu Wei paused, turned around slowly, and met the eyes of the woman in front of him in an instant.

His heart trembled involuntarily, and that strange feeling reappeared.

Chu Wei nodded politely: "Hello, are you..."

Wei Hongyue looked at him with a pair of eyes, and her eyes swept over his face little by little. She grabbed the bag in her hand and said softly: "Do you remember the Pixiu picture you drew? I am the buyer. .”

Chu Wei smiled with the corners of his mouth bent: "Actually, this painting was originally given away, but somehow it was sold. Since you bought it, it can be regarded as a kind of fate."

Wei Hongyue took two steps forward, and asked nervously and presumptuously, "Can I chat with you for a while?"

Chu Wei looked at her suspiciously: "Aren't we chatting now?"

Wei Hongyue was a little anxious. She tried to stabilize her voice, but she still couldn't hold it tight. She almost choked up and said, "I mean... find a place to talk alone."

Seeing the woman crying in front of him, Chu Wei couldn't help softening his heart, and nodded in agreement.

He is used to seeing his own face on weekdays, so he doesn't have any special feelings, but if someone is around, he will find that Chu Wei and Wei Hongyue in front of him have an indescribable similarity when viewed from the side.

He glanced around, thought for a while, and said, "There's a coffee shop downstairs."

Wei Hongyue didn't even care about the painting, she walked hurriedly, but still followed Chu Wei downstairs gracefully.

Mr. Ge, who had just finished dealing with a group of people, wanted to ask Chu Wei to draw a picture, but he couldn't find anyone.

The second floor of the hotel is a coffee shop, the environment inside is very good, the seats are far apart from each other, and separated by green plants, the privacy is quite good.

Chu Wei picked a relatively corner location.

"What do you drink?"

Wei Hongyue had been staring at his face all the time, now she would listen to his question, and replied in a daze: "It's all fine."

Seeing her like this, Chu Wei ordered a cup of coffee for each of them.

While waiting for the coffee to come, Chu Wei broke the silence first.

"Is there something wrong with you looking for me? Or is there something wrong with that painting?"

Wei Hongyue sat down at this moment and realized that her behavior was too abrupt. It was just the same name. Seeing that she was about the same age, she rashly called someone out. This behavior was not appropriate at all.

Since Chu Wei himself mentioned the painting on his own initiative, Wei Hongyue simply followed his topic.

"There's nothing wrong with that painting. I'm just curious about what the person who drew this painting looked like. You don't know. I used to suffer from insomnia, and I often couldn't sleep well. But since I put this painting in the room After that, I slept very deeply, these few months are probably the most comfortable time for me to sleep in these years."

Wei Hongyue had already calmed down at this time, probably because there was no noisy noise around her, and her originally excited mood gradually subsided.

The hands placed under the table slowly let go of the bag in her hand, and she returned to her usual elegant and polite appearance.

Chu Wei lowered his eyes and asked patiently, "Is that why you came to me to talk about this?"

Wei Hongyue said anxiously: "Of course not."

She couldn't express the little hope in her heart, but looking at this young man, she couldn't control herself.

Just at this time, the coffee was delivered.

Wei Hongyue took the cup and kept twisting the silver spoon in the cup.

She paused and said, "You look very young. Can I ask, how old are you this year?"

Chu Wei: "Nineteen this year, but I haven't celebrated my birthday yet."

The silver spoon in Wei Hongyue's hand shook and accidentally spilled some coffee on the table.

Same, exactly the same age as her son.

Chu Wei stood up, took two pieces of paper from the tissue box beside him and handed them over.

"The coffee is a little hot."

Wei Hongyue lowered her head and wiped the table, but her eyes were already blushing unknowingly.

Chu Wei looked at her in a hurry, stood up and walked over: "You sit down, I'll do it."

Wei Hongyue sat back, but looked up at the boy.

Looking at it from this angle, she could easily see the youthful drooping eyelashes, the high bridge of the nose, and the thin and soft lips.

Everywhere is exquisite, as if carved out of jade.

There were a few strands of hair scattered in front of his forehead, and the rest of the hair was tied behind his head by a hair tie, but this outfit didn't look feminine at all, on the contrary, it had an indescribable temperament.

The dust is light, and it is extraordinarily eye-catching.

What a beautiful child.

Chu Wei wiped the table, walked a few steps, threw the tissue into the invisible trash can in the corner, and sat back down.

In fact, he himself was very curious, that he actually had such patience to sit here and drink coffee with a woman he just met.

However, an intuition in his heart told him that this woman was very important to him.

Wei Hongyue took a deep breath to control her emotions.

She chuckled and said, "You have achieved such an achievement at a young age. Your parents must be happy for you. If I... If I have a child like you, I will definitely be proud."

Chu Wei's heart moved, what he didn't want to say at first, but he said it out of nowhere: "I have no parents, only master, and master is my only relative."

Wei Hongyue couldn't sit still anymore, she raised her head and asked in astonishment: "You...you don't have parents?"

Chu Wei nodded: "I was raised by my grandfather since I was a child, but my grandfather passed away when I graduated from high school."

Wei Hongyue looked at this face and opened her mouth, but said nothing.

She tried her best to calm down, and asked again: "Can you listen to me tell a story?"

Chu Wei nodded: "You say."

Wei Hongyue lowered her head and took a sip of coffee, looked up at him, and said softly, "I have a son who should be as old as you this year. His name is also Chu Wei. Isn't it a coincidence?"

Chu Wei's hand holding the coffee cup tightened suddenly, and the same feeling at first flooded his heart again.

"It's quite a coincidence. My name is not very special."

However, Wei Hongyue looked at him without blinking.

"However, when he was four years old...he was abducted, and I haven't found him until now."

Chu Wei's pupils shrank slightly, and all the sounds in his ears disappeared in an instant.

The author has something to say: Thank you for your support, okay!

The author... well, I don't know what to say in this atmosphere, congratulations to Wei Wei.

。感谢在2021-09-1323:25:41~2021-09-1423:21:42期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 2983697550 bottles; Chen Xiao 1 bottle;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!