After the divorce, the CEO begged me to get back together

The confrontation between ice and fire is staged in her hands.

Qin Sang only felt that his hands were so painful.

Xu Yilin raised his eyebrows and looked at the person who came, his eyes were full of evil charm and unruly, "President Song, I have heard the name for a long time."

Song Qian's expression was stern, but there was no movement in his eyes, he just glanced lightly at his face, "It seems that Xu Shao didn't learn a lesson at all from what happened just now."

Qin Sang's heart tightened. He saw what happened just now?

Xu Yilin smiled, and said indifferently, "I'm giving up my life to accompany a gentleman."

After finishing speaking, she looked softly at Qin Sang.

Qin Sang only felt that besides being stiff on the face, she was also anxious and flustered in her heart. These two people had no intersection in their previous lives, but their identities were surprisingly similar. One was Qin Yue's ex-husband and the other was Qin Yue's fiancé.

Why did this life start to revolve around her.

Qin Sang was muttering in his heart, and Song Qian said, "If Qin Yue knew that she was married to a wrong person, I'm afraid she would have regretted going abroad."

"At least she won't choose to abandon her man when she is seriously ill."

Xu Yilin refused to budge, and his expression became more and more fierce.

Qin Sang's heart sank to the bottom of the valley. In the final analysis, it was because of Qin Yue.

"Let go."

Qin Sang's tone was light, but none of them let go.

"Let me go!"

Her voice was loud, with restrained anger, even passers-by couldn't help but stop and take a look. Finally, the two men released their hands one after the other.

Qin Sang took a deep breath, walked straight to Xu Yilin's car without even looking at Song Gan.

Xu Yilin understood, and sneered at Song Qian, his eyes were full of pleasure.

In Xu Yilin's car, Qin Sang didn't say a word either.

When she couldn't get a car, she could only choose one of them. If she had to make a choice, she would rather choose Xu Yilin, whom she didn't know at all.

Seeing a pharmacy by the roadside, Qin Sang finally spoke.

"Stop and wait for me."

She quickly bought some ointment for removing blood stasis and reducing swelling, and returned to the car.

Seeing what she bought, Xu Yilin felt warm in his eyes, "Are you caring about me?"

Qin Sang dipped a cotton swab into the ointment and applied it to his bruised cheeks, expressionless, "You were beaten by my brother because of the deal with me, so I'll apply the ointment to you as an apology."

Obviously her movements were softer than before, but her demeanor and language made him feel that she was getting further and further away from him.

"Did I say something wrong just now?" Xu Yilin stared at Qin Sang's expression, his tone subconsciously softened, "I'm sorry, I just lost control."

Qin Sang understood why he couldn't control it. After all, Qin Yue was his wife...or ex-wife, but Song Qian, she didn't quite understand his behavior just now.

Just venting your anger for Bai Yueguang?

Qin Sang looked a little dazed, and accidentally used a little force in the movements of his hands.

"Hiss—" Xu Yilin gasped, and recalled Qin Sang's thoughts.

Qin Sang immediately took her hand back, "I'm sorry."

Xu Yilin handed the phone to Qin Sang, "Since we have cooperated once, we can be regarded as comrades-in-arms, please leave a phone number."

Qin Sang shook her head and pushed the phone back.

"The cooperation was not very pleasant, and you were injured, so I am not a good comrade in arms, and there is no need for the next cooperation." Qin Sang put down the ointment, "This medicine, three times a day, don't press it when you sleep at night. on the affected area."

After Qin Sang finished speaking, she opened the door and got out of the car, "I'll be leaving first."

Xu Yilin rolled down the car window and couldn't help being anxious, "Qin Sang! What's the matter?"

Qin Sang stopped in his tracks, and after a while, he left without looking back.

Xu Yilin punched the steering wheel angrily, and the horn rang through the street.

Looking at her receding back, the strange color in his eyes became darker and darker.

……

In fact, Qin Sang didn't know what was wrong with her. She knew very well in her heart the relationship between these two people and Qin Yue, and in her previous life, she once thought she was Qin Yue's substitute, so it happened that she was regarded as Qin Yue. .

But why are you still so angry?

In the final analysis, Qin Sang attributed all this to the timeline of the mutation.

Perhaps her rebirth caused a series of butterfly effects, people who should not have appeared, but what should have happened did not.

And the bond between her and Song Qian should have ended long ago.Qin Sang saw the contraceptive pill on the table that she hadn't touched, immediately took it and swallowed it with water frowning.

Qin Sang sorted out her thoughts, took a good rest for a day, and then went back to work in the art gallery.

Some of the works that Qi Yinian sent her have also been received. Qin Sang supervised them one by one and hung them up. Seeing that the art gallery has taken shape, the corners of Qin Sang's lips curled up. Maybe she is getting closer to her dream. up.

The alarm clock on the mobile phone rang, and Qin Sang turned on the mobile phone to see that the time for her meeting with Joseph was approaching.

Joseph is a senior art buyer in China. He has participated in many auction houses, and he also runs more than a dozen large and small galleries and art museums. This time, she is talking about cooperation with Joseph.

If the auction can be held in her own art gallery, it will be a great addition to her art gallery.

And she has always hoped to get advice from famous experts, and Joseph is one of them.

She specially made an appointment to meet at a well-known tea house in Beijing, all members. She used her father's membership to meet Joseph, but she waited in the private room from [-]:[-] pm to [-]:[-] pm.

Qin Sang rubbed her hungry stomach, bit her lip, and decided to bear it a little longer.

Finally, at 08:30, Joseph was late.

A short, middle-aged man walked in. Although Joseph had an English name, he was an out-and-out Chinese, and his name was just an artistic pseudonym. When he came in, he didn't even look at Qin Sang, and he said loudly. Sitting on the sofa.

"Hello, Joseph, I'm Qin Sang, the person in charge of the Xinghui Art Museum." Qin Sang introduced herself and handed her business card to Joseph.

Joseph glanced at her, did not take the business card, and reached out to touch the mustache on his mouth, "I have never heard of your art museum, do you have any more famous works?"

Qin Sang: "Yes, most of the works of Moby Landau and William Burton are displayed in the museum, and..."

Joseph waved his hand impatiently, "I mean, the works in your art gallery are not from other artists, why can't you understand people's words?"

Qin Sang frowned. It is true that she did not have internationally famous works, but Joseph's words were really disrespectful, but there was no way, now she could only rely on herself and had to endure.

"I have several works that are under the approval of the International Art Federation. When the approval is approved, you will naturally know the strength of our art gallery. As long as you build a bridge for our art gallery, you will be included in our art gallery later. In the list of artists."

"What do I want your worthless quota for?" Joseph interrupted Qin Sang, and glanced at her contemptuously, "You are a woman, if you don't get married and have children, what kind of art do you do?"