Hu Meizi

sixteen.

Sun Du's art exhibition could not be called a success.

Firstly, he is not a famous artist, but just a pheasant who jumped out of nowhere, and no professionals will come to appreciate his paintings; secondly, the theme of the art exhibition is also vague, and the word "memory" alone does not catch Human eyeballs are also confusing.

So except for the distinguished guests he invited to show their face, the first day was indeed crowded with all the seats, and the staff who came to the art exhibition were too busy.

But in the next few days, although there were not many people, the flow of people was not too big, and the people who came came to see the strange things one after another.

But fortunately, Sun Du himself didn't have much expectations.

He neither thought about making a name for himself with this art exhibition, nor did he think about putting gold on his face, saying that he is a painter and talented, and insisting on being arty.

In fact, his fame in C City doesn't need to be added.

He held this art exhibition just to fulfill his dream of being a painter and to give himself a sense of vanity and satisfaction.

On the last day of the art exhibition, Sun Du started his last busy work. He wanted to count the paintings he exhibited.

In fact, there is nothing to count, even if it is lost or damaged.

The final fate of these paintings is either to be thrown away, or to rot quietly in the basement of his studio.

When he counted the "Hanging" painting, which was renamed "New Dress", Sun Du paused.

He glanced over it at a glance, and it was a children's drawing that was difficult to understand, yes, it was the casual work of an eight-year-old child.

And this is actually greatly appreciated by Xie Tang?

Sun Du frowned slightly, he didn't think that someone like Xie Tang who was born superior and smooth sailing would understand one of his paintings.

And what is the meaning of this painting, in fact, he can't remember clearly.

It is not so much a picture as a monstrosity of vast and complex emotions pouring from the heart of a child who cannot bear it.

Just as Sun Du was still thinking about it, the screen of his mobile phone on the side table suddenly turned on.

Sun Du picked it up nonchalantly——when he saw it, it was an email.

Sun Du narrowed his fox eyes slightly.

When he saw the email, he knew who sent it.

Du Shaoyu, his first high-ranking lover in C City, or a friend with a gun?

Sun Du opened Du Shaoyu's email without expression, and after a quick glance, he understood what he meant.

There was no way, although he didn't want to admit it, but he was indeed familiar with Du Shaoyu.

He seems to be warm, full of sense of responsibility, leadership and charisma, he is able to do a job well in all occasions, and all the advantages can be added to him.But in fact, he is a pervert who has no bottom line and no moral pursuit of excitement.

On the surface, it seems that Du Shaoyu is an old lover. Congratulations on the success of his art exhibition.

By the way, I will bring my wife back from the United States to visit my elderly parents next week, and I hope that I can meet and have a talk at that time.

He said it aboveboard, and said that he could invite Second Young Master Xie to come with him.

Sun Du chuckled, and swipe to the delete key casually, not caring.

It was rare for Du Shaoyu and Li Yu to come back together, Sun Du thought casually, since Li Yu married Du Shaoyu in the Li family, his status cannot be said to be low.Although her mother passed away early, the mistress of the Li family said that Mrs. Fang, who is the newcomer, is now the second daughter of the Li family, Li Mei.

mom.But she more or less intentionally avoided going back to Li's house... It is said that she stayed in the United States for several years and didn't even go back for the Spring Festival, so her father was so angry that she called her unfilial...

Just came back, what happened?

Sun Du narrowed his eyes, trying to find clues from some clues.

Sun Du knew that although Li Yu was born with a hypocritical fate, she was not without brains.She was able to marry Du Shaoyu because of this brain that she always had but didn't work very well.After all, people who have a little brain and think they are smart and quick-witted are the easiest to control.

It can be seen from the fact that she married Du Shaoyu and believed that the "open relationship" in Du Shaoyu's marriage was a long-lasting preservative.Probably in a foreign country where she is not familiar with, she still thinks this is a trend and fashion.

But she, Li Yu, never thought that in Du Shaoyu's eyes, his wife's role was just to cover up and continue his perfect external image.

How important is this wife?Not necessarily.

After all, he, Du Shaoyu, didn't care about being known about his private affairs. After all, no one dared to say anything about him.The reason why he continued to play with this wife was because she was too stupid to control.

After being in contact with Du Shaoyu for so long, I still think of him as a prodigal son and turn around.But what is stupid?

If you want him, Sun Du, if you want to get Du Shaoyu, just find someone to hit him, make him paralyzed half of his body, and save face and leave that happy thing.

Sun Du thought, full of malice.

It's just that on the face, Sun Du smiled more and more beautifully, looking at the bright eyes and white teeth, the ripples flowed, as if full of autumn water.

Sun Duli didn't even bother to talk to Du Shaoyu and Li Yu, and didn't reply, just pretending that he didn't see it.

It doesn't matter, not to mention Xie Zhou and the undetermined Xie Tang, Du Shaoyu dare not touch him even with his mother Wu Moqing's man.

His Sun Du is good at reviewing things, and he is best at pretending to be powerful.

And he thought about it again, wouldn't it be Xie Tang having dinner with him next week?

Du Shaoyu and his unlucky wife came back at a really bad time, Sun Du smiled, and the haze in his eyes disappeared.

Thinking of Xie Tang, his mood instantly improved.

He couldn't wait to meet Xie Tang, he wanted to roll in Xie Tang's arms and suffocate in Xie Tang's breath.

He thought it was a snake, walking on Xie Tang's stalwart body, screaming.

Today happens to be Sunday, and next Friday, I can meet Xie Tang again.

Sun Du immersed himself in continuing to organize his paintings. He must hurry up and strengthen his yoga classes these days.

It's time to discuss the latest plans and recipes with his personal trainer and nutritionist.

He wants his buttocks, his waist, his neck, every inch of his exposed skin to become his sharp weapon.

Sun Du smiled as brightly as ever.