Mr. Fu, after my wife is reborn, I won’t marry you unless you are the one to marry her.

Gu Yanxi retracted his thoughts and raised a bright smile on his face, "This painting must be given to Mr. Fu."

She walked towards him holding the painting.

Fu Yanci stood up at the same time and looked at her with eyes as gentle as jade.

Gu Yanxi handed the painting to him under the gaze of him and everyone around him.

"Thank you."

Fu Yanci took it with both hands, and his movements were so meticulous that it seemed as if what he was taking was not a simple painting, but something fragile.

Gu Yanxi couldn't help but smile when she heard his official and distant words.

She came closer, stared into his eyes, and teased in a voice that only two people could hear: "Are you so polite to me?"

There was only a punch distance between them.

Under the light, Fu Yanci could clearly see her smiling eyes, which were like the Milky Way, filled with a layer of fine stars.

Beautiful.

Within two seconds, Fu Yanci's eyes averted twice, pretending not to hear what she said.

Gu Yanxi looked at him curiously and found that the tips of his ears were so red that they were about to smoke!

This……

Did she say anything ambiguous?

Why are you so shy?

This contrast between the man's usual aloof and indifferent image made Gu Yanxi feel an inexplicable sense of joy in his heart.

She curled her lips, deliberately leaned close to his ear, and said in a low voice: "Mr. Fu, this is the only time I give one of my paintings to others for free. Will you cherish it?"

Warm breath sprayed from close at hand, gradually spreading from the ear to the back of the neck.

Fu Yanci's angular face was indifferent, but his body was stiff, the blood all over his body was boiling, and his restless cells were screaming crazily.

Why did Yanyan come so close to talk to him?

Why didn't she stay away from him like before?

Fu Yanci's hand holding the painting tightened unconsciously. He looked at her seriously and moved the corners of his lips, "I will do it."

He will cherish it.

Director Cheng stood beside the two of them, carefully observing their interaction.

It was obviously a normal conversation, but why did he smell a hint of... ambiguity in it?

Director Cheng was shocked by his own thoughts!

No no no no!

Is there something wrong with these two people?

The painting was sent out, and the crowd of spectators burst into thunderous applause at the right moment.

"This new work by Nan Mu is really not out of place at all in Mr. Fu's hands!"

"But don't you think these two people standing together are inexplicably eye-catching? They are both talented and pretty."

"Yeah, it fits inexplicably."

"..."

Shen Zhao frowned in displeasure as he listened to these discussions in the crowd.

For some reason, he couldn't tolerate Gu Yanxi's name being associated with any man other than him.

He waved, trying to attract Gu Yanxi's attention, "Yanyan! Have you seen me?"

Gu Yanxi's ears moved sensitively and he looked towards the source of the sound.

But he saw Shen Zhao waving to him with a smile, and seemed to be holding a painting in his hand.

She didn't look closely.

Because just seeing Shen Zhao's vomiting face here was enough to make her stomach churn with disgust.

Gu Yanxi tugged at the corner of his mouth in disgust and quickly looked away without even lingering on him.

Fu Yanci followed Gu Yanxi's line of sight and looked over. After seeing clearly that it was Shen Zhao standing there, the imperceptible smile in his eyes disappeared instantly, leaving only thousands of miles of ice.

The next second, he noticed that Shen Zhao was holding a painting in his hand.

It's "Time Stands Still" by Silvedo.

It was like something collapsed in an instant.

At this moment, Fu Yanci felt the whole world buzzing.

Why is the painting he gave her in Shen Zhao's hands?

Didn't she say that "The Tempest" was the only painting she gave away?

Is this the only thing she said?

Why on earth does he have illusions about Gu Yanxi?

He didn't know how much time had passed, and he didn't even notice that when Shen Zhao was smiling at him, Gu Yanxi was also smiling brightly at Shen Zhao.

Until Cheng Jizhou reminded him in his ear:

"Boss Fu, it's done."

Only then did Fu Yanci come back to his senses.

He slowly withdrew his gaze and left with an indifferent expression without saying a word.

Gu Yanxi couldn't help but stare at Fu Yanci's leaving figure and frowned in confusion.

what happened to him?

-

Guan Hao followed Fu Yanci out.

He was sensitively aware of the extremely sinister aura emanating from his president, as if something was gradually corrupting him.

He had obviously just received Miss Yan Xi's painting in person, so he should be happy. Why did he suddenly become like this again?

Guan Hao was calculating quickly in his mind, and suddenly he had an idea and thought of the painting "Time Stands Still" that he had just seen in Shen Zhao's hand.

It must be because of that painting, right?

"Mr. Fu, how about I ask Shen Zhao, maybe there is some misunderstanding here?"

"Misunderstanding?" Fu Yanci sneered.

It's not like Gu Yanxi has never done this before transferring the things she asked for from him to Shen Zhao, so what else could this be a misunderstanding?

Under Guan Hao's gaze, even though Fu Yanci looked convinced, he still said coldly: "Ask him."

Guan Hao quickly turned around and pulled Shen Zhao out from the crowd.

"What are you doing? What do you mean? Why are you pulling me?" Shen Zhao looked at Guan Hao impatiently.

The next second, he recognized it, "Are you Fu Yanci's assistant?"

"Yes."

Shen Zhao was startled.

He corrected his attitude and said with a smile, "Mr. Fu, what do you want from me?"

When Guan Hao got closer, he saw that the painting in Shen Zhao's hand had been cut with an obvious cut, and his eyes were suddenly filled with shock!

Mr. Fu bought this for such a precious thing, but less than two hours after giving it away, it was ruined like this?

what a shame!

Even as a bystander, he couldn't help but feel a little angry.

Guan Hao pointed to the painting in Shen Zhao's hand, "Mr. Shen, may I ask where this painting in your hand comes from? This is very important to Mr. Fu."

"You mean this painting?" Shen Zhao looked at him doubtfully.

"Yes."

"This painting was given to me by Gu Yanxi. What's wrong?"

Fu Yanci heard these words when he walked over, and his eyes suddenly darkened.

really.

He shouldn't take any chances.