Getting married by mistake: the president's sweet wife

Qin Shu turned her head and glanced at Chu Yunxi, only to see that the corners of her mouth were slightly hooked, and her smile was a little cloudy.

Song Jinrong never expected to meet Qin Shu on such an occasion.

Ever since Qin Shu broke up with the Chu family, she wanted to see her again, but she didn't know what reason to use to meet her.

Moreover, this girl doesn't seem to want to see the Chu family either.

Just like now, she clearly saw Qin Shu walking towards this side following Mrs. Zhang, but after seeing herself, she turned and walked to the other side.

Isn't this hiding from her?

But Song Jinrong also understood Qin Shu's thoughts.

Her grandma's death was also related to the Chu family. She didn't charge the Chu family with the account, which was already good. Naturally, she didn't want to associate with the Chu family anymore.

Song Jinrong's face was slightly sad, and he sighed lightly.

Qin Shu was looking at the embroidery on display in the hall.

She did see Mrs. Chu just now, but subconsciously avoided it.

The reason is similar to Song Jinrong's conjecture.

She didn't want to contact the Chu family anymore.

Qin Shu casually shuttled among the piles of embroidery, and finally stopped in front of the middlemost embroidery by a strange coincidence.

It can be said that she knows nothing about embroidery, and the embroidery displayed here is beautiful in her eyes.

It's just that the picture in front of her gave her a different feeling.

This is a landscape embroidered work of nearly a person's height. It is mounted in a glass display frame, fixed with a shelf, and stands in the middle like a screen, which is convenient for people to appreciate.

Dark blue mountains, overlapping distances, shrouded in clouds and mist, gurgling streams at the foot of the mountains, and people living on small bridges.

It not only has the artistic conception of fairy mountains, but also does not lose the fireworks in the world, just like a dream.

Looking at this embroidery, Qin Shu couldn't help but think of the countryside where he lived with his grandmother for 15 years. The scenery in the picture overlaps with his hometown.

At some point, Wen Li also stood beside Qin Shu, looking at the embroidery, her eyes lit up, "Hey, this looks like our hometown."

"You think so too?" Qin Shu was slightly surprised, it turned out that she was not the only one who felt this way.

"Yeah, look at this bridge, does it look like the bridge at the entrance of our village? And this Yunsong tree is also like the one on the back mountain." Wen Li said halfway, and shook her head with her chin, "But it's not too Like, these are very common collocations in landscape paintings.”

Qin Shu nodded.

At this time, Wen Li had already moved closer to appreciate the work from a closer distance.

She seemed to have discovered something, and said, "Miss Shu, look! The stitching of this embroidery is the same as that of your purse."

"Really?" Qin Shu also moved closer, while reaching into his pocket to get his purse.

At this moment, out of the corner of the eye, a figure flashed past behind him, and Wen Li suddenly let out an "ah" and jumped forward.

She subconsciously reached out to catch her, but failed to catch her. Instead, she bumped into the embroidery display in front of her.

Under the startled gazes from all around, she and Wen Li bumped into the display stand and fell to the ground.

The sound of glass shattering sounded at the same time.

"My God!"

"This...that, that is Mrs. Xin's work!"

When Xu Yunyan heard the movement, she got closer and stepped forward immediately.

But he didn't want to step on a shard of glass, sprained his foot, and fell to the ground dullly.

She clutched her stomach in a panic and shouted, "My child, my child..."