Since he couldn't go there, he thought he should go there and tell the boss, so it could be regarded as the reward for the boss sending him the painting.

You can't take other people's things, but leave without saying a word.This is really impolite behavior.

Yan Yuan told Xiaowen to go back to the hotel to pack his things first, saying that he had a place to go, and he would come back directly after going.

Xiaowen didn't ask any more questions, and got into the car and went back to the hotel to pack his things.

Based on yesterday's memory, Yan Yuan walked along the banks of the Rhine River. He remembered that the approximate location of the gallery should be around here.

Sure enough, within 10 minutes of walking, he saw the gallery at the corner, and when he walked in, the boss was very surprised to see him.

"Hey! You're here again?" said the boss.

He smiled and said, "My plane is leaving today. I want to come and tell you. By the way, I hope you can convey my thanks to the author of this painting and say that I like her painting very much."

"Oh, what a pity, she just left here, she should not have gone far, you can go out and have a look, she is wearing a dark red dress, and she brought a little girl with her, her daughter is Guoguo." The boss Point to the door and say.

"That's really a pity. Then next time you see her, please convey my thanks for me. Goodbye." After finishing speaking, he was about to leave.

The boss stopped him from behind and asked, "Hey! What's your name?"

He turned around and said, "vencent."

While the boss was still thinking about his name, he had already opened the door and left.

"Vencent?" the boss said silently.

Isn't that Van Gogh's name?The boss smiled and shook his head thinking, what a mysterious man.

He didn't meet the author of the painting, but Yan Yuan didn't feel regretful either.

Suddenly, he saw a red figure passing by the street corner ahead, leading a little girl by the hand.

Suddenly, what the boss said just now came to mind, huh?Isn't this combination the same as the author who brought his daughter's painting that the boss just said?Now that you've met, go up and say hello!he thought.

But as soon as he took a step, the traffic light in front of him changed from green to red.

He had no choice but to pause first. At this moment, the woman who was holding the little girl across the road suddenly squatted down to tie the little girl's shoelaces.

At that moment, Yan Yuan felt as if a strong electric current passed through his body.The side face in front of him was exactly the face he had loved and hated for the past three years.

But across the road, he wasn't sure if he really saw clearly.

A car blocked his eyes, and when he looked again, the person had disappeared!
Regardless of the constant flow of vehicles, he insisted on going through a red light and was almost hit by a taxi. The taxi driver scolded him viciously in German and asked him if he wanted to die!

But at the moment, he didn't have the energy to take care of these things, he just wanted to catch up quickly to make sure that figure was the person he was looking for.

But he was no longer seen in the crowd.

He turned back and ran all the way back to the studio, panting heavily, and then asked the boss if he had the contact information of the artist of this painting.

Seeing his appearance, the boss couldn't help being a little surprised: "What's wrong with you?"

"Hey, can you give me Mia's contact information?" he gasped.

"mia? Are you trying to chase her? She already has a boyfriend." The boss looked at him with a smirk.

He waved his hand and said: "No, I like her painting style very much. I want to see more of her paintings. I'm going back to China today and I want to buy a few more. I wonder if you can ask her out for me. Talk about it?"

Yan Yuan thought to himself, before confirming whether it was Mu Qingge, he couldn't reveal his identity. If Mu Qingge deliberately avoided him, he would be out of order like this.

The boss nodded and said, "Of course, I am very happy."

He turned around and went to make a phone call.

After a while the boss came back and said: "Sir, Mia said that she has work to do in the afternoon, and she will pick up her daughter at 5 o'clock, and she will only be available after [-] o'clock, but you should have left by then, right?"

"It's okay, my plane can be rescheduled, please help me make an appointment with her." He said.

"Okay, let me ask for you." The boss called again.

After 2 minutes, the boss came back and said with a smile: "mia promised to meet you here at 06:30 in the afternoon."

He nodded and said, "Then I'll come back in the afternoon."

After leaving the gallery, he returned to the hotel absent-mindedly.

"Xiaowen, you go back first today, and I will go back tomorrow." He said to Xiaowen.

Xiaowen was taken aback and said, "Why?"

He said with a blank expression: "I have an old friend who I haven't seen for many years. I just ran into him on the street and planned to have dinner together tonight."

"Well, then I will accompany you back tomorrow." Xiaowen said.

He didn't say anything more, just sat in a chair by himself in a daze, fiddling with the ring on his right hand non-stop. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the painting he brought back yesterday.

Could this painting really be drawn by her?he thought.

Time passed by every minute and every second, and he had never felt such a long time in his life.

Mu Qingge has her own hospital in Germany, which was opened by Yin Chen for her.

There was a patient who had an appointment in the afternoon, and when she saw that it was almost time to get off work, a child suddenly came to the emergency department.

It was already six o'clock when she finished watching the children.

Seeing that the time is almost behind the appointment with that person, because she still has to pick up Guoguo from school.

So she had no choice but to call the owner of the gallery apologetically and say that she could not go, and explained the situation to him, hoping that he could apologize for herself.

After the owner of the gallery told Yan Yuan, Yan Yuan said, "Tell her, it doesn't matter, I can wait any later, please come here, any later."

The boss relayed his meaning to Mu Qingge.

Mu Qingge couldn't say anything, so she had to call Yin Chen and ask him to send someone to pick up Guoguo.

"Yin Chen, can you ask the driver to pick up the fruit? I have an unbreakable appointment to go today, and the other party has been waiting for me for two hours." She said.

"Okay, where are you going? I'll take you there. It just so happens that I'm near the hospital after my business talk. It will be faster to take you there."

"Go to the gallery I often go to, then come and pick me up," she said.

Yin Chen drove to pick her up, and it was already seven fifty in the evening.

"The owner of the gallery said that he likes my paintings very much and wants to discuss cooperation with me." In the car, Mu Qingge told Yin Chen the matter.

Yin Chen smiled and said, "Didn't I think that your hobby would develop into a business opportunity?"

"Will anyone really be willing to pay for my paintings? Do you think that person is kidding me?" Mu Qingge obviously didn't believe that anyone would really want to buy her paintings.

"You have to have confidence in yourself, maybe you will become a new star in the art world in the future." Yin Chen said.

"Cut, you're laughing at me again." Mu Qingge smiled.

By the time their car arrived at the gallery, it was already 08:30 in the evening. Most of the shops on the street were closed at this time, and most of the sporadic ones were bars and other shops.

She hurriedly got out of the car and ran into the gallery. After all, she was really embarrassed to keep people waiting for so long.

"Sorry I'm late." She opened the door and said to her boss in German.

"Hey! Mia, you are here. Did your boyfriend send you here? The gentleman is waiting for you in the studio inside. Go quickly."

"Okay, thank you, go to my house for dinner another day." She smiled embarrassedly, and hurried to the studio behind.

Pushing open the studio door, a tall and straight figure turned her back, and she said in English: "I'm sorry, I'm late and kept you waiting."

This voice, Yan Yuan froze, he was too familiar with this voice.

"Hello?" Seeing that there was no response from the other party, Mu Qingge called out again.

Yan Yuan turned around slowly.

She stood there in a daze, with her mouth open, at a loss.

In the next second, he turned around and started to run, but unexpectedly, his arm was grabbed violently, and he staggered and fell backwards before he could stand still.

Falling firmly into a warm arm, Yan Yuan looked at her, smiled, then let go of his hand suddenly, and she fell directly to the ground.

The expression on his face was contorted in pain.

"Does it hurt?" He looked at her playfully.

She lowered her head, not looking at him, and stood up.

"Speak!" Yan Yuan shouted at her.

She took a step back, clasped her hands together nervously, and squeezed out a sentence from her throat after a while: "Okay... Long time no see."

"It's been a long time, how is it? Are you surprised to see me again?" He walked towards her step by step, his voice was not loud, but every word sent chills down the spine.

Mu Qingge backed away subconsciously, she didn't know what she was hiding, she just felt as if her body was moving uncontrollably.

"Speak!" he growled again.

She looked up, only to realize that his eyes were burning.She was silent for a while and said, "What do you want me to say? I have already said what I should say. What else do you want to hear?"

"I want you to look into my eyes and tell me, and say those words in your own words! Say it!" He pushed closer and closer, and finally she had nowhere to retreat, and she was cornered by the wall.

"Don't do this..." Mu Qingge said while avoiding his gaze.

"Look into my eyes and talk to me!" As he said, he stretched out a hand to pinch her chin, lifting her chin to let her look at him.

Mu Qingge turned her eyes away, just not looking at him, "We have already broken up, you should respect yourself."

These words completely angered him, and he pushed her against the wall so that she couldn't move.

"Yan Yuan! You're crazy! Let me go!" she yelled.

"Break up? Self-respect? Who allowed you to break up?" He sneered.

Mu Qingge only felt that his eyes were full of anger that wanted to be vented, but she just didn't want to compromise.

"His" sounded.

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