The wealthy man who got married in a flash marriage can’t hide his wife’s vest anymore

This young man... Qing Li recalled for a moment and then remembered who this man was.

The last time I took a taxi, I was almost blackmailed by the taxi driver.

That's what happened two days ago.

Probably because her gaze was too direct, the young man looked over and immediately frowned.

Qing Li nodded slightly at him in a friendly manner, but the young man looked away indifferently.

Qing Li: "..."

She couldn't help but shook her head secretly. She didn't ask him to repay his kindness. At least saying hello was the courtesy that a normal person should have.

She turned around and left, unaware that the young man looked at her back in astonishment for a moment, and then began to think.

Mrs. Gu San didn't notice this little incident and took her into Wen Chaoyuan.

It is divided into front and back, with exhibition halls in the front, a total of thirty-six exhibition halls, large and small.

The front and rear buildings are connected, and the building at the back is where people in Wen Chaoyuan use it for creation, research and rest.

Since getting married, Mrs. Gu San has been here much less often, and she has spent more time and energy on the Gu family's property, unlike before where she spent every day.

Even so, everyone here knows her, and many young people, even teenage boys and girls, greet her with enthusiasm and respect.

Qing Li not only lamented that the vitality here was not comparable to that of Fangchun Garden.

"I'm going to meet some old friends first. We'll meet here in half an hour."

Qing Li nodded and watched Mrs. Gu San walk through the corridor towards the back building, then turned around and went to the exhibition hall in front.

In the past, Fangchun Garden was the leader among three or four non-governmental organizations. It was all the work of Mr. He's generation, but because there were no successors, the glory became a thing of the past.

Nowadays, the Sheng family is the dominant one in Guangzhe. I heard that they overthrew the previously established organization and created a new organization in the name of the Sheng family, called Shengyuan Academy!

The new organization inherited the old organization, but it became a dominant one, so its overall strength still ranked first, surpassing Wen Chaoyuan.

Wen Chaoyuan has always been adhering to the inheritance of traditional culture and is very practical in this regard, so Qing Li still has a good impression of Wen Chaoyuan.

Walking in the exhibition hall, the faint fragrance of ink lingered on the tip of her nose, making her feel comfortable physically and mentally.

There are more than thirty exhibition halls, including ten VIP exhibition halls, which display paintings by top contemporary masters.

Master Yuyan's paintings are the most numerous among them.

Qing Li was not surprised by this.

The paintings are displayed outside, and although most people will not damage them, there are still three or four security personnel stationed in each exhibition hall.

When Qing Li arrived, he saw many young people holding drawing boards and copying in front of some paintings.

A girl with a slim waist and long legs was holding a drawing board and looking at a painting seriously.

Qing Li turned around and saw a background picture of characters.

Different from her paintings in the live broadcast room, which are completely based on characters, in this painting, characters are only one element, but they are also a very important element.

A man is riding a tall horse, standing on the top of the cliff, with his sleeves flying inexplicably, making people feel a sense of loneliness.

This is her painting.

But she couldn't remember why she painted it or who she painted.

What is certain is that the person in this painting is the same as the person she painted in the live broadcast room.

What is surging in my heart, who is this person, and why does this figure always appear inadvertently.

"Hey, what are you doing!"

A sweet shout came, and Qing Li's hand, which had always been white and tender, grabbed Qing Li's wrist.

Only then did Qing Li realize that he had reached out to touch the characters in the painting without knowing it.

The girl is young, probably less than twenty years old.

Qing Li showed an apologetic expression, "I was fascinated by it."

The girl frowned and looked her up and down, then snorted when she saw that she didn't seem to be lying.

"Pay attention, this is Master Yuyan's only character painting!"

After a pause, she added, "Only two!"

It is precisely because of the figure painting in the live broadcast room that this painting, which was previously included in the landscape painting, was redefined as a figure painting.

"Xianzao, please go to the exhibition halls in front. Can you understand it standing here?" The girl spoke unceremoniously and glanced at Qing Li with a touch of disgust in her eyes.

She doesn't like such unprofessional people. There are no protective measures for the paintings, just so that people can see them clearly with the naked eye and avoid mirror reflections.

Everyone is of high quality, but there are some people who are born with no quality and who insist on pretending to be artists.

It's such a taboo to touch paintings with your hands. If you are in the industry, you will never do this.

Qing Li knew that this was taboo and it was her fault, so she didn't say anything. She took another look at the man in bright clothes and an angry horse, turned around and walked out.

A tall man blocked her way.

Although the man was tall, he was a little thin. When he looked up, he saw a slightly familiar face.

It was the young man who was saved by her that day.

The young man looked at Qing Li with deep searching eyes, "Did you save me?"

When the girl heard the voice, she turned around and ran briskly to the young man, looking at him affectionately, "Wei Xun!"

The young man's facial features are deep and his eyebrows are bright, which is in sharp contrast to the shadow that cannot be covered under his eyes.

Wei Xun ignored the girl and fixed his gaze on Qing Li.

Qing Li twitched the corners of his lips, "It's a small effort, no need to thank you."

Obviously the other party didn't mean to thank him, and his words were quite self-deprecating.

When Wei Xun saw her admitting, his eyes became a little deeper.

The girl looked at Qing Li, her previous prejudice slightly reduced, "You are the doctor who saved my boyfriend that day, thank you so much!"

Qing Li's eyes moved slightly to look at the girl. Seeing her clear eyes, he sincerely thanked her and nodded slightly.

"Excuse me."

Wei Xun stood still and looked at Qing Li with burning eyes.

It was very uncomfortable to be looked at with such an almost substantial look.

"Is something wrong?" Qing Li raised his head and looked directly at the man.

Wei Xun remained silent and answered the question inappropriately: "What's your name?"

Qing Li was really impatient. He saved his life, so he just didn't want to thank her, but he still bothered her for no reason.

Ignoring this man, he walked around him and walked outside.

Wei Xun turned around and looked at her back quietly.

The girl on the side looked at him, "Wei Xun."

She didn't like Wei Xun staring at other women all the time.

The girl just now was really beautiful, so beautiful that she couldn't even be jealous, but Wei Xun's eyes made her feel even more uncomfortable.

Wei Xun raised his legs and walked out. The girl took a step, looked back at the painting, with a look of struggle on her face, and finally followed the man with the painting board in her arms.

Wei Xun is so busy, it's great to be able to accompany her, even if it's only for a short time.

Qing Li quickly met Mrs. Gu San and met with her several respected seniors of Wen Chaoyuan. After a few words, they planned to leave.

Du Mochen came late, apologized for being delayed by something, and invited Mrs. Gu San and Qing Li to have lunch.

Mrs. Gu San had something else to do and did not participate in the young people's gathering.

In her absence, Du Mochen and Qing Li talked much more casually.

"I heard that you like hot pot. When you come to the capital, it would be a pity not to try the copper pot hotpot."

Qing Li's eyes lit up, he had been famous for the copper pot shabu-shabu in Beijing for a long time.

"I heard that it's most relaxing to eat hotpot meat in a copper pot in a pavilion in the snow!" Qing Li said.

Du Mochen smiled, "There is no place to look for snow at this time. Although it looks cool and comfortable in front of the wind and under the moon, the winter in the capital is very cold, and those with weak health cannot bear it."

Qing Li was just talking.

The two of them went to eat hotpot meat in a copper pot and then wandered around.

After going to Wangfujing Street and shopping in Dashilar, Qingli almost broke his legs.

Although it is a working day, there are still many people.

Sitting in a cold drink shop on the roadside, watching people coming and going, Qingli looked very relaxed.

"Brother Mo Chen!"

A crisp voice sounded from behind Du Mochen.

Qing Li looked up and saw two fashionably dressed girls standing there. One of them was the girl he had seen during the day.

The girl also looked at her in surprise.

"It turns out to be Xiao Lan, long time no see." Du Mochen greeted.

Zou Xiaolan, the Zou family in the capital is a Wangmen, and it is also an influential scholarly family.

Although the overall strength and influence are not as good as those of the Gu family, they are at the forefront in the cultural circle.

This is also the reason why he can marry with the Wei family.

Zou Xiaolan looked at Qing Li in surprise, and then at Du Mochen.

"Is this girl Brother Mo Chen's girlfriend?"

Du Mochen said: "This is my sister Qing Li."

She introduced the two to each other.

Zou Xiaolan was even more surprised. It turned out that this person was the granddaughter of a different surname recognized by the Du family.

Zou Xiaolan wears a refreshing high ponytail, has a slender waist and long legs, and is pretty. She turns heads when she walks on the street.

Now the four people were standing there, and their good looks attracted many people. Some people even took out their mobile phones to take pictures.

This is said to be a cold drink shop, but in fact it is just a few simple and elegant tables and chairs placed next to the cold drink cart. There are many cold drink shops of this type here.

Zou Xiaolan's best friend looked at Du Mochen with bright eyes and gently pulled her.

Zou Xiaolan understood and invited them to the club to rest.

Du Mochen looked at Qing Li, and Zou Xiaolan hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Speaking of which, I want to thank you for Wei Xun. I don't know how to thank you for saving my life, so let me do my best as a landlord."

She said so, and Qing Li couldn't help but refuse.

In fact, this matter has nothing to do with Zou Xiaolan.

When a group of people arrived at the club, they didn't expect that there were other people present, all of them wealthy second-generation people from the capital.

To be called the second generation of rich people in a place like the capital is really quite powerful.

Zou Xiaolan was very familiar with several people, and within a few words, the group gathered together.

They are all young people, and they are all children of aristocratic families. If we get to know each other, we may have connections that may be useful in the future.

The private room is very large, and it doesn't feel crowded when Zou Xiaolan and others join in.

"Hey, who is this beautiful woman?" A rich second generation looked at Qing Li with reflective eyes.

Qing Li rarely comes to this kind of place and doesn't feel that it is very relaxing here.

Zou Xiaolan introduced Qing Li, and everyone couldn't laugh anymore, but the contempt in their eyes did not fade away.

While several people were saying this, Wei Xun opened the door and walked in. He saw Qing Li sitting on the sofa and never looked away.