The paranoid wife is saved by me

"Lin Fen, Jia Qi."

When Mother Lu and Lin Fen were walking in arm in arm, suddenly there was a shout from behind.Both of them turned around and saw a very gracefully dressed woman walking towards them.

"He's nice even if I don't think about her." Lin Fen pointed at the visitor and said with a smile.

"What's more, are we friends? You didn't inform me of such a thing?" The visitor responded with a hug.

"I'm sorry Zheng Shuang, it's my fault. I'll invite you to dinner later. Mother Lu, I apologize immediately.

"Well, this is to gag me with food." The woman called Zheng Shuang said with a smile.

The three women exchanged pleasantries for a while, then continued to walk towards the exhibition.

"Hey, isn't that your son? Who is the woman next to him?" Zheng Shuang looked at Lu Yeran and Jun Wanqing who were walking in front of them sharply and said to Mother Lu.

At the same time, Jun Wanqing turned her head inadvertently and saw Mother Lu, she tugged on Lu Yeran's sleeve with her hand, and pointed to Mother Lu's direction with her eyes.

Lu Yeran turned around, saw his mother and two girlfriends, and pulled Jun Wanqing over.

"Mom, Aunt Lin, Aunt Zheng, hello!" Lu Yeran greeted politely.

"Lu Yeran, who is this beautiful girl next to you? Don't introduce me to us." Zheng Shuang looked at Jun Wanqing carefully, and asked with a smile on his mouth.

"Wanqing, these two are my mother's good friends, Aunt Lin Fen and Aunt Zheng."

"Aunts, this is my girlfriend Jun Wanqing."

Jun Wanqing greeted the two of them with a polite smile on her face.

"Are you also here to see the art exhibition?" Zheng Shuang asked.

"Yes, auntie. My girlfriend is No.1 in this art exhibition. I accompanied her." Lu Yeran, who usually cherishes words like gold, introduced enthusiastically at this time.

"Jiaqi, your future daughter-in-law is extraordinary." Zheng Shuang praised Lu's mother.

Mother Lu had a smug look on her face, but she said modestly, "It's just a small art exhibition in China, it's nothing."

"Just be humble." Lin Fen, who had been silent since Lu Yeran and Jun Wanqing appeared, said with a smile.

Mother Lu shook her head, and several of them continued walking towards the exhibition center together.

When they reached the center of the exhibition, they saw a group of people surrounded by that place.With sharp eyes, Jun Wanqing saw a security guard holding her painting in his hand.

Jun Wanqing walked over quickly, "Then why did you remove this broken painting?"

The bodyguard looked up at Jun Wanqing, and said calmly, "This painting was splashed with ink by that person, and it is dirty, so there is no way to display it."

As he spoke, he pointed at the fruit seller who was held by two security guards.

Wei Xin'er hid behind the crowd, looking at Jun Wanqing from afar, with a hint of complacency in the corner of her mouth.

Jun Wanqing, let me see how you will end up next? No.1, can you afford it?

Seeing this situation, Lu Yeran walked aside and found the person in charge of the art exhibition to ask the reason.

It turned out that after this painting was splashed with ink by the fruit seller, the ink quickly seeped into the painting and could not be repaired.

The person in charge of the painting exhibition center discussed with the school and had no choice but to take down the painting.

The person in charge of the school was a little dissatisfied, but the matter had already come, and complaining in this situation was useless.

"How could there be no No.1 in the exhibition? What should we do if the painting is taken down?" The representative of Kyoto University first questioned, because this painting is the honor of their school.

"There's no other way. How about changing No.2 to No.1, No.3 to No.2, and so on," someone suggested.

Several people in charge got together and there was no solution.In the end, we can only follow this proposal.

Knowing what had happened, Lu Yeran glanced coldly at the fruit seller. The indifference was as cold as a millennium, and the fruit seller couldn't help but flinch. He deeply suspected that offending such an indifference for tens of thousands of dollars was like Is a man like hell Shura worth it?
Jun Wanqing looked at the ink on the painting, lowered her head and thought for a while, "Can you give me a paintbrush and some paint?" Jun Wanqing suddenly said to the security guard beside him.

The security guard found the person in charge who was explaining the situation to Lu Yeran among the crowd, walked over quickly, and whispered something in his ear.

Although this incident happened suddenly, the art exhibition is responsible for its ineffective storage.He hastily nodded in agreement.

After more than ten minutes, a security guard came in sweating profusely with brushes and paints.

Jun Wanqing took the brush and paint, and slowly processed the picture.

Lu Yeran walked slowly to Jun Wanqing's side, and stared intently at the little woman who was concentrating on her attention. Lu Yeran felt obsessed with that focused expression.

As time passed by, more and more people gathered around, and they all looked at how Jun Wanqing repaired the painting with curious eyes.

Finally, Jun Wanqing stopped the paintbrush in his hand, Lu Yeran walked over with steady steps, and gently wiped the sweat on Jun Wanqing's forehead with a tissue.

All eyes were on Jun Wanqing's painting.

The blossoming black ink on the painting disappeared, replaced by a heavy mountain not far away, and a few eagles flying high.

"so perfect!"

The crowd did not know who was the first to let out an exclamation, and then bursts of applause rang out.Everyone cast admiring glances at Jun Wanqing.

Seeing this scene, Wei Xin'er, who was hiding in the crowd watching the play, clenched her fists tightly, her eyes full of viciousness.

Damn it, such a crisis was resolved by her, life is really good.

Wei Xin'er pushed aside the crowd and walked over with a smile in the corner of her eyes, but the smile didn't reach her eyes.

"Wanqing, your painting skills are really high!"

What she said was a bit ambiguous, when Lu Yeran heard it, he frowned, but when he opened his mouth to speak, Jun Wanqing grabbed him and spoke first.

"Miss Wei, you're over the top. This painting is my painstaking effort, and I can't just sit and watch it get destroyed."

Wei Xin'er's eyes shrank, she knew that everything planned today had failed.So he stood beside Lin Fen with a embarrassed expression.

Jun Wanqing's painting was once again hung in the most eye-catching place in the center of the exhibition.Lu's mother and her best friend admired it for a while in the art exhibition center, and then they agreed to have dinner together.

Mother Lu always had a smile on her face, she took Jun Wanqing by the hand, "Girl, it's noon now, let's go eat together!"

"Okay, Auntie." Jun Wanqing nodded in agreement, Mother Lu gave her a contemptuous glance, and then her paralyzed son followed behind her, pulling Jun Wanqing to walk ahead.

In the hotel box, Zheng Shuang took the initiative to talk to Jun Wanqing.

"Miss Jun, if possible, I hope we can cooperate." Zheng Shuang offered an olive branch to Jun Wanqing.

Jun Wanqing was a little puzzled, looked at Lu Yeran, and Lu Yeran explained.

"Ah Zheng, the company at home mainly focuses on paintings."

"That's right." Jun Wanqing suddenly realized, "Aunt Zheng, I'm still learning, and my basic skills are not yet solid. I hope that in the future I can gain a foothold in the painting circle with my own ability."

"I also thank Aunt Zheng. If there is a chance, we can cooperate."

Jun Wanqing said a few words, neither humble nor overbearing. After hearing these words, Lu's mother, who was not far away from her, couldn't help but admire Jun Wanqing. Zheng Shuang looked at Jun Wanqing with admiration.