Dangerous love of a wealthy family: a warrant for fleeing his wife at a sky-high price

Han Ziye stood in Robert Chen's gallery, looked at the oil paintings on the wall, and looked at the paintings signed "Miss Mermaid" one by one.

Mr. Robert walked out of the studio pushing a shopping cart, walked up to Han Ziye with a smile and said to him: "This girl has made rapid progress, she is very intelligent and talented, and all her paintings are here .”

Han Ziye picked up the oil paintings in the shopping cart and looked at them one by one. Those unexhibited brushworks were basically developed with the white cat "Jingmao" as the protagonist. Jingmao on the window sill under the moon The lonely back, the sapphire-like eyes of Jingmao in the bushes...

"Her use of color and conception are really good. Over time, she will achieve something." Mr. Robert was full of praise for the paintings of thorn seabuckthorn. I can feel the warmth of her brush strokes through this drawing board...

Liang Chen just stood beside Han Ziye silently, looking at his appearance, he felt unspeakably unhappy.

Last night, Han Ziye stood at the place where he was separated from the thorn and seabuckthorn all night. He didn’t speak or move. He just stood there, as quiet as a tree. When he came out of Luo’s house in the morning, he came to Robert Chen’s house. In the gallery, I came here to see the paintings of Jinghaibuckthorn, and I watched them all morning.

"Brother, as long as you nod your head and let me do it, I will definitely bring you back the seabuckthorn!" Liang Chen finally couldn't bear it and walked over to him and said.

Han Ziye trembled, then slowly raised his head and looked at Liang Chen, his eyes were bloodshot, and he looked so haggard.The moment he saw Han Ziye's appearance clearly at this moment, Liang Chen really felt extremely uncomfortable.

After all, isn't this the all-powerful Han Ziye in the past?

If he knew that a thorny seabuckthorn would torture Han Ziye into this state, Liang Chen was not sure whether he would have stopped Han Ziye's original act of revenge.

"...I'll go and bring the seabuckthorn back!" Liang Chen was about to leave when Han Ziye grabbed him.

"Liang Chen, you are not allowed to do anything!" Han Ziye ordered him coldly.

"But bro—"

"How are you going to bring her back? Don't you think the way we treated her was not bad enough!"

Liang Chen was stunned suddenly, and looked at Han Ziye with a surprised face.

"Useful methods...I don't want to treat her like this again..." Han Ziye let go of Liang Chen, and sighed slightly.

For a long time, this was the first time Liang Chen saw fatigue on Han Ziye's face.

"...Okay...I see." Liang Chen nodded, and said to Han Ziye, "I'll go clean up, and then I'll go and book a ticket back home."

"Go back to the country?" Han Ziye frowned slightly, and glanced at Liang Chen, but this rhetorical question stunned Liang Chen.

Mr. Robert just happened to come out of his studio, wearing a pair of reading glasses, holding a stack of thick documents in his hand, walked up to Han Ziye and said: "It would be great if you agreed to expand the art and cultural industry! You Take a look at this acquisition contract, if there is something inappropriate, we will talk about it."

"Acquisition contract—expanding the art and culture industry?!" Liang Chen looked at Han Ziye in shock. Han Ziye calmly took the acquisition contract from Robert, browsed it, and pointed out some doubts in an orderly manner. The old man said: "The contract should be roughly drawn up according to what I just said. But there is one more point, please add it."

"Which point?"

"Your gallery, I want to run it myself."

"What?!" Liang Chen exclaimed, looking at Han Ziye like a lunatic, "Brother! You really want to take the risk to open up the art market for a woman?! Is it necessary? There's a wedding and you-"

"Next week?" Han Ziye glanced at Liang Chen. After the loneliness slipped away in his eyes, only shrewdness was left. He took a deep breath, nodded and said, "Time is really short. Well, I Don't bother them, but—Liang Chen, go and prepare a big gift for me."

"What?!"

"Our Jingmao is getting married—the dowry must not be too shabby." The corners of his lips slightly raised, once again revealing the absolute strength unique to Han Ziye.