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Xu Yansang naturally understood Liu Shuang's hint, and couldn't help feeling helpless, as if this matter was indeed more suitable for her to do.

After all, her identity is there. If Xu Ziqian really refuses to lend the painting because of personal grudges, then her negotiation will be more valuable and she can promise more.

So Xu Yansang said to Liu Shuang, "Why don't I give it a try? Give me the address of a studio and I'll visit it later."

The other people looked at her with sympathy, thinking that she was a reckless newcomer who took on such a thankless job.

Only Liu Shuang seemed to see hope and was very excited. "Okay, then I'll trouble you... Miss Xu. I hope to hear good news from you tomorrow."

Xu Yansang smiled and agreed, "I will try my best."

After the meeting, someone pulled Xu Yansang aside and asked curiously, "Do you know Master Xu Ziqian?"

Xu Yansang remembered that her name was Chen Lingling, a college student who had just graduated. She had a ponytail and wore sportswear. She was lively, cheerful, and quirky. She studied art appreciation in college.

Xu Yansang had a good impression of her and shook her head with a smile, "I don't know her."

Chen Lingling was shocked and said, "You really don't know him? Then you're really screwed by taking this job. You don't know that Manager Liu went there several times before and was turned away every time. Not to mention us, we can't even get in."

After saying that, she looked at Xu Yansang with some sympathy, "I feel like you're probably going to send it. Although Manager Liu looks kind, he's not easy to talk to. I wonder if you'll get scolded."

Xu Yansang smiled and said, "Let's try it first. How can we know if we don't try? But thank you for telling me so much."

Chen Lingling waved her hands embarrassedly, "It's okay."

Xu Yansang left the gallery and drove according to the address given by Liu Shuang, and found Xu Ziqian's studio.

Unlike what she had imagined, Xu Ziqian's studio was not located in a quiet suburb, but in a CBD in the city center. Xu Yansang was a little surprised, as she had always thought that creative people like this kind of person would like a quiet environment.

Standing at the door of the studio, Xu Yansang took a deep breath, raised her hand and knocked on the door three times.

There was no sound inside, because before coming, Liu Shuang had told her that once Master Xu was immersed in painting, he would not hear any sound from the outside world. He was very sure that Xu Ziqian would be in the studio today.

Xu Yansang had to knock on the door a few more times. When there was no response, she called out a few more times, "Is Master Xu here?"

Still no one answered, Xu Yansang had no choice but to stand at the door and wait.

No matter how immersed Xu Ziqian was, she couldn't stay in the studio all day, right? She had to go home and eat, right?

If all else fails, you can always order takeout.

She was just waiting to block Xu Ziqian when she came out to get the takeaway.

By this time, it's night.

At around seven o'clock, footsteps were heard inside, then the door opened and a woman with disheveled hair walked out.

Xu Yansang was startled and asked, "Master Xu?"

Xu Ziqian was obviously also startled and looked at her blankly, "You called me?"

Xu Yansang didn't expect Xu Ziqian to be so young.

She heard Liu Shuang and the others calling her "Master" all the time, and thought Xu Ziqian was at least 40 or 50 years old. Unexpectedly, the woman in front of her looked to be no more than 30 years old, with a palm-sized face, round eyes, and a small nose.

Very cute looks.

Although she looks haggard, it does not affect her beauty at all.

Xu Yansang said quickly, "I'm from Qiusuo Gallery—"

Before he could finish his words, Xu Ziqian waved her hands impatiently, "It's Qiusuo Gallery again. Didn't I say that I won't see anyone except Fu Zhenzhuo? Why is it so difficult to ask your supervisor to pass on a message? Is it very difficult?"

Xu Yansang was stunned. She had thought of many reasons why Xu Ziqian would refuse to lend her the painting, but she had never thought it would be this reason.

Do you want to copy Fu Zhen?

Xu Yansang used more cautious words and asked, "Excuse me, may I ask why you insist on seeing Fu Zhenzhuo?"

Xu Ziqian said, "Because there are some things I can only tell him."

Xu Yansang felt a little uncomfortable, just a little. Intellectually, she knew that there was no way that A'an and Xu Ziqian had anything going on. But emotionally, she still felt a little uncomfortable knowing that her man was being stared at by another woman.

She patiently asked Xu Ziqian, "Do you have anything to say to him when you meet him? Otherwise, tell me and I'll tell him."

She had realized at this moment that the reason why Liu Shuang was defeated time and time again was probably because A'tu did not agree to come and see Xu Ziqian.

Considering Liu Shuang's eagerness to borrow the painting, it is impossible for him not to tell A'tu about this. However, if Xu Ziqian has not been taken down yet, it is likely that A'tu is unwilling to do so.

Xu Yansang was secretly annoyed. Fu Zhenzhuo didn't even mention such a big thing to her, leaving her unprepared mentally.

When Xu Ziqian heard her words, she looked at her with round eyes, seeming to be a little disdainful. "You tell him? Who are you to tell him? Just tell your supervisor that you can borrow my paintings, but Fu Zhenzhuo must come to see me in person. Otherwise, there is no room for negotiation. You can go back."

Xu Yansang smiled. She found that she had misjudged Xu Ziqian. This art master was not as cute as he looked. Instead, his condescending attitude was a bit annoying.

She extended her hand to Xu Ziqian, "Then let me introduce myself again. My name is Xu Yansang, I'm the painting agent of Qiusuo Gallery, and I'm also Fu Zhenzhuo's wife."

Xu Ziqian was dismissive of the first few words, but when she heard the last word, her face froze. She looked at Xu Yansang from head to toe, a little speechless, "You? Fu Zhenzhuo's wife? Are you kidding? Would Fu Zhenzhuo let his wife show up in public and do such a thankless job?"

Xu Yansang complained in her heart: Do you still know that this is a thankless job?

But she still had a smile on her face and nodded, "I am indeed Fu Zhenzhuo's wife, so if you have anything to say, you can tell me."

Xu Ziqian frowned and looked at her for a long time, as if he couldn't accept that she was so ordinary and yet still in the limelight. After a while, he laughed and said, "You said you are his wife, right? I don't believe it, unless you call him over right now and I can confirm it myself."

Xu Yansang frowned. She didn't expect Xu Ziqian to still not believe her even after revealing her identity. In desperation, she took out her phone, found a photo of herself and Fu Zhencuo, and handed it to Xu Ziqian. "This is a photo of the two of us. He should have posted it on WeChat Moments, but he blocked my face to protect me. This is the original photo. You can't say it was photoshopped."

Xu Yansang's logic of self-affirmation is clear, but it is based on the premise that Xu Ziqian has Fu Zhenzhuo as a WeChat friend and can see Fu Zhenzhuo's circle of friends.

Her thoughts were very simple. Since Xu Ziqian insisted on meeting Fu Zhenzhuo, it must be that the two of them had known each other before. Nowadays, strangers on the street can add each other on WeChat, so it is normal for two people with a good relationship to add each other on WeChat.

Unfortunately, Xu Ziqian is an exception.

She felt somewhat embarrassed as she listened to Xu Yansang's words, but the photo was indeed not composited. The face in the photo overlapped with the face in front of her. Xu Ziqian pursed her lips and looked at Xu Yansang with hostility.

"Even if you are his wife, so what? Can you still be his master? And you're telling me, first of all, I don't need you to tell me, and secondly, you don't have the ability to tell me, understand?"