Mr. Gu, my wife has blocked you.

"Our business was just starting to take off at that time, and my husband's new company was in need of money. We were very careful with every penny we spent. Plus, I was a little annoyed that he was taking private work behind the company's back, so I found an excuse to politely decline his offer."

"I thought at the time, let's wait and see. If he really can't borrow the money, I will lend it to him. After all, we have a teacher relationship. But after I refused to lend the money, I couldn't contact him anymore."

Mrs. Qin took a sip of tea, moistened her throat and continued, "Fu Hongshan is the most skilled painter I recruited. When I recruited him, I allowed him to work from home in order to keep him. I sent people to pick up the manuscripts every Thursday, but the second week after I refused to lend him the money, the people who went to pick up the manuscripts did not see him. I tried to contact him but could not get through."

"The address he left at the company was the house he rented. There was nothing there, so I thought he left without saying goodbye because I didn't lend him money. He still had more than 10,000 yuan in royalties to pay, and he needed the money so much, so I thought he would definitely show up again, so I didn't keep looking for him. I thought he would come to me when he wanted the royalties, but he never came again."

Having said this, Mrs. Qin suddenly stopped, and her tone was completely different from before.

Han Ruoxing clenched Gu Jingyan's hand and whispered, "He's dead."

Mrs. Qin didn't seem surprised that Han Ruoxing was beside her. She was silent for a moment and then said softly, "Yes, he's dead. He was in a car accident and burned beyond recognition. The last time I saw him was at his funeral."

"My tutor called me and told me the sad news. Almost all of us students who were taught by Fu Hongshan attended the funeral. It was also at that funeral that I met Su Wanqin for the first time."

"She was completely different then. She was not tall, very thin, her skin was not white, her hair was yellow, and she was wearing a loose mourning dress. She stood beside the coffin with red eyes. If it weren't for someone saying that she was Fu Hongshan's wife, I wouldn't have noticed her at all. She was too ordinary, but the impression she left on me was extraordinary. She was polite and courteous to everyone. Because the funeral was the next day, our classmates who went the day before needed to stay overnight nearby. We went there in a hurry, but there were no problems with staying there because Su Wanqin had arranged everything."

"She was extremely thoughtful and considerate, and she endured the grief. She even handled her husband's funeral while pregnant. Even my usually cold-hearted and cold-faced mentor felt sorry for her. After the funeral, our classmates and friends each took some money according to their own circumstances, and my teacher gave her the royalties that I had not paid Fu Hongshan before."

"The last painting Fu Hongshan left in the company became his posthumous work. Although the contract was signed with the company, it was inappropriate to sell the painting since he was no longer around. So I put it in a friend's exhibition. My friend is also a marketing genius, and he used the title [Posthumous Work of a Genius Painter] to hype up the painting."

Gu Jingyan suddenly asked, "Baohang Art Exhibition?"

Mrs. Qin was surprised, "You know?"

Gu Jingyan said, "I've heard of it. Please continue."

Mrs. Qin said, "How did he hype the painting? He just made his own bid and raised the price himself, and finally raised the price to three million. The estimated price and the selling price are two different things. Just because he can hype the painting to three million doesn't mean that someone will pay three million to buy it. His original intention of hyping the painting was to build momentum for his own exhibition. He would never sell the painting, but someone's fox tail could not be hidden."

"Not long after the news of the three million was spread, Su Wanqin came to the door with a bulging belly. She came to ask for a share of the painting sales."

Han Ruoxing and Gu Jingyan looked at each other. As expected, this was in line with the normal plot.

"She even hired a lawyer and made all the necessary preparations, but when she got there she found out that no one was willing to pay three million for it. Although it didn't cause any trouble, it made me feel a little uncomfortable."

"Then, we met at a banquet two years later. By then, she had completely changed. She was wearing delicate makeup and decent clothes. She stood beside Old Lady Song with her head lowered and her eyes lowered. She tamed her completely. Everyone praised her and said that she was kind and righteous. When her friend passed away, she helped take care of her friend's son and mother-in-law without any complaints or fatigue."

At this point, Mrs. Qin couldn't help but spit, "There are too many blind people in this world. If you really want to be kind, you should take care of your friend's parents. If someone is sick and takes care of his friend's mother-in-law, it's obviously ill-intentioned-"

Mrs. Qin paused, coughed, and regained her neutral attitude. "Su Wanqin is actually quite capable. She always knows what she wants and what she should give up. She is also quite smart in doing business. It is less troublesome to cooperate with her. Besides, I don't mind money."

On the one hand, she looked down on Su Wanqin's means of climbing up the social ladder, but on the other hand, she also admired such ambitious people, which was why they had cooperated for so many years. But now that she had her hands on her son, she would find an opportunity to settle the score!

"Didn't Fu Hongshan have a brother and sister? What happened to his brother and sister after he passed away?"