The top CEO is my ex-boyfriend

Everyone could hear that Wei Qing was being sarcastic, but no one pointed it out.

Ji Shi met Wei Qing's gaze without fear and performed a facial change. His originally smiling face instantly turned cold when facing Wei Qing, as if he had seen something that affected his mood.

Wei Qing was stunned for a moment, frowning, "The man next to Mr. Fu has a bad temper."

"He usually has a good temper. He only gets a little mad when he sees something he doesn't like." Fu Tingli stroked the back of Ji Shi's hand and said softly to him, "Baby, do you want to eat something?"

Ji Shi nodded, "I'll go by myself, you do your thing."

Guan Xi tried to smooth things over, "Children nowadays are spoiled from childhood. He is young and ignorant. Mr. Wei, please don't blame him."

"I didn't expect that Mr. Fu would like this type." Wei Qing looked at Fu Tingli.

Fu Tingli looked straight at Wei Qing, his deep eyes calm and no emotion could be seen.

"I didn't expect President Wei to be so interested in my private life."

Wei Qing, "..."

These two are truly a perfect match, and you really can't argue with them at all.

Guan Xi brought two glasses of red wine, one to Wei Qing and one to Fu Tingli, while quietly reminding him to control his temper, "Whether he can get the project depends on him."

Qi Lin was on the phone in a corner, and he lowered his voice and growled into the phone, "No matter what method you use, this painting must be put on the auction table today. Once the painting is sold and the loner takes the money, I wonder if he will have anything to say."

The other party didn't seem to agree, which made Qi Lin look very unhappy. He threatened directly, "What was the name of the girl you brought to the club last time? She's pretty. I'll find a time to let my sister-in-law meet her."

Listening to the compromise on the phone, Qi Lin turned around and glanced at Wei Qing. Seeing Fu Tingli and Guan Xi there, he frowned and ordered the person on the phone to do whatever it takes to get the painting on the auction list. After hanging up, he strode towards Wei Qing.

"Oh, Mr. Fu, Mr. Guan, what a coincidence."

Guan Xi glanced at him, knowing why everyone came.

"Mr. Fu, I heard that your company hasn't been doing well recently. How come you have time to come to the exhibition?" Qi Lin said to Fu Tingli with a smile.

"Don't believe in rumors and don't spread them." Fu Tingli raised his eyes and glanced at him, then said calmly.

Qi Lin, "…The rumors outside were so detailed that I believed them to be true."

"Oh? I wonder where Mr. Qi heard about it? I have to talk to Mr. Qi about it, otherwise my job as the head of the public relations department may be in jeopardy." Guan Xi asked Qi Lin seriously.

Qi Lin was a little overwhelmed and quickly changed the subject, "We are here to see the art exhibition today, so let's not talk about these things. Mr. Wei, look, the paintings have begun to be exhibited."

The organizer is Mr. Ming, the owner of this gallery. In order to successfully hold this exhibition and attract more people, he implicitly used the name of the Lone Walker to promote this exhibition.

He contacted the Lone Walker dozens of times and thought he would not be able to get the exhibition rights, but he did not expect to receive a sudden reply tonight.

The moment he received the message, he thought he was hallucinating. Although the lone walker had several paintings deposited in their gallery, he could basically not contact others at ordinary times.

He was pleasantly surprised that the lone traveler had agreed to exhibit his paintings this time and had even asked him to buy a ticket to come to the scene. Of course, he didn't take any money. He wished he could go across the Eight Lifts Bridge to carry him over.