After being kicked out of the wealthy family, her ancestor shocked the world

Zhe...Zhehan?

Meng Xinya froze instantly.

On the other side, Si Nan pulled Ji Qingzhi to a corner to watch the show.

Xuan Ji had sensed Chu Peining's aura on Mu Zhehan early in the morning and had some guesses about his identity, but only confirmed it after witnessing Si Nan's reaction.

Strangely, the power belonging to Chu Peining is slowly fading away.

Xuanji was a little surprised: "It's rare to see you take back your luck."

The people or forces that Chu Peining helps are those that he fully understands and is optimistic about. He is consistent and never gives up.

Chu Peining narrowed her eyes slightly, "I don't know."

Xuan Ji also heard about the journey of her broken soul.

"Why don't you deal with such a disrespectful person as soon as possible?"

Chu Peining smiled slightly, the corners of her crimson lips were like the red spider lilies slowly blooming in hell, beautiful yet dangerous.

"Just take your time. The last thing I lack is time."

Compared to the collapse that comes from a night of collapse, watching yourself go downhill and being unable to do anything about it is much more torturous.

Xuanji's eyes flickered, and the starry sky reflected in her eyes seemed like a flash of dazzling sunlight.

Only after watching Mu Zhehan slightly nod to Lu Qingyue and walk side by side to the other side did Meng Xinya come to her senses.

She claimed to know Mu Zhehan, but she had never known any relationship between him and Miss Lu.

Bad thoughts rose from the tip of her heart, and she remembered her mother's reminder some time ago. The feeling of uneasiness became stronger and stronger, and was about to bury her.

Meng Xinya hurriedly stepped forward, stretched out her hand to pull Mu Zhehan back and ask him what was going on.

But because I was too absent-minded, I didn't manage the distance well and missed him.

At that moment, Meng Xinya had a strong feeling - he was gone and she could never catch him again.

"Zhehan, what's going on?"

She didn't care about the difference between the wealthy families or what the occasion was.

She now urgently needed an explanation, a reasonable explanation, an explanation that was not what she expected and had its own unspeakable secrets.

Lu Qingyue frowned, very unhappy.

Of course she knew about what happened between Mu Zhehan and Meng Xinya, but the two had never confirmed their relationship. Mu Zhehan was so outstanding, how could he not agree to this marriage?

She has always been proud and has a high opinion of herself.

In the whole Haicheng, no socialite can compare to her in terms of status and talent.

Only Mu Zhehan, the most competitive young capitalist in Haicheng who has appeared on media hot searches and magazine covers many times, can be a match for her.

It is true that artists have a lot of complaints about nouveau riche who don't know what they are doing, but after a few conversations with him, Meng Xinya knew that he was different from those playboys she knew, some of whom were profit-oriented or uneducated.

They have a lot in common. Mu Zhehan has also done some research on art paintings and can fully cater to her preferences.

It was precisely this point that made Lu Qingyue agree to get engaged to Mu Zhehan in such a short time.

Now that she has made the decision, how could she let go easily?

The pride in her bones made Lu Qingyue unable to tolerate others having any improper desires for her property.

Mu Zhehan also knew his limits. He turned around and stepped back, keeping a distance from Meng Xinya to prevent her from getting closer again.

This half-step back made Meng Xinya feel disappointed.

Mu Zhehan's tone was extremely cold, "Ms. Meng, I'm already engaged, please respect yourself."

The huge thunder roared and struck Meng Xinya, making her brain dizzy and her blood run cold. She couldn't believe what she heard.

There was a buzzing in my ears, and all the sounds around me faded away. The only thing in my mind was the words "I'm engaged" playing on a loop.

Tears as big as beans fell down, but Meng Xinya was completely unaware of it. She just kept crying in a daze and helpless.

Mu Zhehan frowned. He and Meng Xinya had a close relationship, which was known to everyone in the wealthy family in Haicheng.

Being so disrespectful in public would damage your reputation if it got out.

He called the security guard and kicked Meng Xinya out on the grounds of disrupting the order of the venue.

Si Nan, who was watching from the side, clicked his tongue and said, "I thought it was marrying above my station, but it turned out to be love. That Mu Zhehan is really not a good guy."

Even Xuanji, who didn't understand human emotions, could see Meng Xinya's loss of composure and asked in confusion, "Why did she react so strongly?"

Chu Peining silently glanced at Meng Xinya who was standing in a daze as she was forcibly dragged away by the security guard, and then looked away.

"The thing she had worked so hard to get was so close to her, but it suddenly became someone else's. The gap is too big. Besides, she does have a crush on Mu Zhehan."

At the beginning, they did not hesitate to stage a kidnapping scene at such a sensitive time as Mr. Mu’s funeral, and then put the blame on others, using the entire Mu family as a gun.

How could Madam Mu tolerate such a woman entering the house?

These are all expected things.

Meng Xinya did treat her harshly in every way, but everything she did was for the purpose of becoming the young lady of the Mu family.

Hope was completely shattered, all previous efforts were wasted, and I fell to the bottom in an instant.

"Okay, now that the excitement is over, let's move on to the exhibition." Ji Qingzhi seemed a little helpless.

Si Nan looked at the auction list with some boredom.

I am usually at school. When I get home, I don’t want to do anything but lie down and play games.

Living a life of going to and from work every day makes people irritated.

Therefore, when Ji Qingzhi said she wanted to go to the art exhibition, Si Nan agreed hastily. He only asked about the time and place and didn't pay attention to anything else.

After looking at the paintings to be auctioned, Si Nan still had little interest, but he caught a glimpse of a familiar name in the last piece.

"It's Bonnard's 'Mysterious Lady'!" Si Nan exclaimed.

The noise was so loud that it caused dissatisfaction among the exhibitors nearby.

Ji Qingzhi apologized to them with a wry smile, then turned to Si Nan with a reproachful look, angrily saying, "Why are you shouting so loudly? Didn't you read the list I sent you?"

Si Nan shook his head.

The densely packed list gave him a headache just looking at it. How could he click on it?

Besides, Ji Qingzhi’s certification is enough, what else does he need to see?

Ji Qingzhi frowned, "Why are you so impetuous now?"

Si Nan shrugged, "I don't know, maybe there are too many troubles in school."

Chu Peining's ears moved slightly, feeling confused.

Bonnard is her disciple. Unlike Buck, who is thick-skinned and active, he is very introverted. Growing up in a serf family, he has very low self-esteem.

It was during a visit to the noble widow with Emperor Christie that Chu Penin accidentally discovered this little boy with great talent for painting in the manor and brought him back to teach him personally.

Each of his paintings was only shown to the public after being commented on and approved by Chu Peining.

Even the constant praise did not allow him to show his paintings with confidence.

Therefore, Chu Peining knew every one of his paintings, but had never heard of "The Mysterious Goddess".