Chapter 406 Dual Personality Artist ([-])
shit.

Fu Xin was stunned.

This is the legendary family culture?
The mistress, the young master, and three or five little lovers gathered together?
Fu Xin glanced at everyone at the dining table with extremely strange eyes, seeing that they were eating without changing their expressions, and occasionally chatting.

Now, Fu Xin felt that it was not Fan Yi who was sick, but Zhou Chuan.

Thinking of Fan Yi's storytelling style of saying half and leaving half, Fu Xin was a little worried, how could she whet her appetite like this!

Fan Yi's mother and Fan Yi were probably the ones with the coldest expressions on the whole table. They did not participate in the happy chats of the young lovers. They were not interested in Chanel today or cruise tomorrow.

Fu Xin thinks this is normal, if they can talk together, Fu Xin will feel that there is something wrong with the whole family!

Zhou Chuan expressed condolences to Fan Yi: "How is she?"

"Miss Gao is very good." Fan Yi knew that he was talking about Fu Xin, "It will help cure my disease."

Zhou Chuan was inexplicably satisfied when he heard that he admitted that he was sick, and even thought with distorted joy, look at his brother, even the child is not normal, what did he do with those properties in the first place, but in the end it was not a bamboo basket It's useless to fetch water, and it's no good if there are no people!

A dinner is actually not very interesting, so Fan Yi just brought her here according to Zhou Chuan's intention, and showed her the abnormality of this family by the way, so that she could stand on the same front as him.

When I returned to Fan Yi's villa, it was only eight o'clock in the evening.

Fan Yi occasionally chatted with Fu Xin for a while.

"There is an art exhibition in the city center tonight. I heard that the artist is about my age. I have a ticket. If you want to see it, you can go and see it."

Fu Xin met his gaze inadvertently, and always felt that there was something subtle hidden in that smile. It wasn't indifferent, but it was very meaningful.

"Okay." Fu Xin nodded. It happened that she didn't know much about art, so she could take this opportunity to relax and learn about so-called painting.

When Fu Xin received the admission ticket, he asked Fan Yi if he wanted to go with him, but he declined because he was inconvenient to move around in a wheelchair, and he seemed not in a good state of mind. He went to bed early at night, how long after eight o'clock In bed.

"OK then."

Fu Xin took the bus to the exhibition hall according to the route in the city center in his memory.

The exhibition hall is very large, but not many people came to see it. Fu Xin judged from the whispers of the people around him that the artist is not well-known and his works are relatively small, so that not many people know him, but no matter what A niche painter with loyal fans.

After entering the exhibition hall, the first thing Fu Xin saw was the painter's name - FY.

Fan Yi.

The name flashed into Fu Xin's mind at the first moment.

Is this his painting exhibition?

But if it was his art exhibition, why didn't he say it himself?

Fu Xin felt that all of this was a bit strange.

When Fu Xin walked in, she just glanced at the painting hanging on the wall and knew it was by Fan Yi.

Fu Xin moved a small bench next to him and watched him draw all afternoon, some details and techniques seemed to be dynamically demonstrated in her mind, and she could also see Fan Yi's romantic style in the use of colors .

Perhaps Zhou Chuan didn't know that his stepson was secretly a well-known artist.

Just when Fu Xin was engrossed in her thoughts, a hand patted her shoulder lightly.

She was startled, turned her head suddenly, and met a pair of familiar eyes with an unfamiliar expression.
 Happy weekend, this time the plane mainly follows the plot hahaha
  
 
(End of this chapter)

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