My bad ex-husband scolded me for being infertile? A wealthy man got married again and had two babies

Fu Zhen was sitting in the lounge on the second floor. In front of him was Xu Ziqian's detailed information from childhood to adulthood, which he flipped through page by page.

In fact, there was nothing to see. After finding out Xu Ziqian's information, he specially found several private detectives to study it section by section. After confirming that there was no problem at all, he recommended this person to Xu Yansang.

It's just that at that time, no one found out that he and Xu Ziqian had met by chance. However, these were all insignificant little things and would not have any major impact.

According to information, Xu Ziqian lost both her parents when she was three years old. She showed an outstanding talent for painting since she was a child. In the first grade of elementary school, she was spotted by an infertile couple and adopted.

The couple's information has also been checked. They are just ordinary working class people and do not have any unusual relationships.

When Xu Ziqian was eighteen years old, she was admitted to the North City Art College and made a name for herself in school competitions. However, her performance became unstable afterwards. Sometimes her works were very good and sometimes they were mediocre.

After that, she graduated and gradually became famous in North City seven years ago - from the information, there was nothing wrong.

Fu Zhencuo took out Xu Ziqian's physical examination report and read it page by page. These examinations were all retrieved from her previous physical examinations half a year ago.

If calculated this way, there is still a half-year window period.

Fu Zhen copied the medical examination report and sent it to Assistant Huang. "Think of a way to have Xu Ziqian go to the hospital for a comprehensive medical examination in the near future, focusing on sexually transmitted diseases."

Assistant Huang quickly replied, "Okay, Mr. Fu."

Fu Zhenzhuo put the information away, his brows still slightly frowned. If Xu Ziqian was a risk, Yan Sang should not be allowed to contact her anymore.

But Yan Sang might not agree. She still didn't know that he had done a lot of review work before recommending Xu Ziqian to her. If she knew, she would probably blame him for interfering too much.

The exhibition lasted for three days. On the first afternoon after it ended, Xu Yansang received a WeChat message from a client who was interested in Xu Ziqian's paintings. "Hello, Miss Xu, the price of this painting is negotiable, but I have a request. Can you call Master Xu out to meet me before I pay?"

Xu Yansang was silent for a while as she looked at the WeChat message. There were also unspoken rules in the painting world, and the unspoken rules in the art industry were all pretty much the same. She couldn't tell whether the other party really wanted to meet Xu Ziqian because he respected her, or for other reasons.

While she was hesitating, Xu Ziqian called and asked bluntly, "Ms. Xu, have I sold that painting?"

"Not yet." Xu Yansang replied.

Xu Ziqian snorted and said unhappily, "You didn't sell it to me properly, did you? That painting is my most proud work. When I first finished it, many people asked me about it. Now that it's on public display, how could no one buy it?"

Xu Yansang had a headache. "The exhibition just ended one day ago, and I have a few interested clients. Don't they need to negotiate? By the way -"

She was unsure of the purpose of the client's request, so she passed this hot potato to Xu Ziqian, "A client is very interested in your paintings. He said the price is negotiable, but he hopes you can meet him and make friends. Are you willing?"

She was not sure whether Xu Ziqian had accepted this kind of private meeting before, so she simply asked Xu Ziqian for her opinion.

Xu Ziqian was silent for a few seconds, then said, "Okay, let's meet. Did he say how much money he gave?"

"Six million." Xu Yansang replied.

Xu Ziqian laughed, "Six million doesn't seem to be a good offer. Ask him if he would accept eight million. If he is willing, let's make an appointment to meet him."

Xu Ziqian agreed so readily that Xu Yansang should have let down her guard. But for some reason, she could not forget the few seconds of Xu Ziqian's silence just now.

It was as if... Xu Ziqian was helpless and had become accustomed to the unspoken rules.

Xu Yansang didn't like this feeling very much. She was silent for a moment and said, "If you don't want to see me, I have a few clients here. We can talk about it. The price of eight million may be a bit high, but it's not a problem to negotiate it down to six million."

Xu Ziqian said with disdain, "Six million is too low, just talk about eight million. I will meet offline with whoever can give me this price."

Xu Yansang had no choice but to say no more. She hung up the phone and replied to the client, "If you can accept eight million, Miss Xu can agree to meet."

The client quickly responded, “Sure, when can we meet?”

Xu Yansang was stunned for a moment. From six million to eight million, it was a full two million increase, but the other party had no opinion at all and didn't even ask a question?

It seemed as if he came here originally to meet Xu Ziqian.

Xu Yansang had an indescribable feeling in her heart. She always felt that everything was a little weird, but she couldn't tell exactly what was weird.

She told Xu Ziqian the news and made an appointment with the client to meet the next afternoon.

The next afternoon, Xu Ziqian called Xu Yansang and said, "It's not convenient for me to drive. Please come to the studio to pick me up."

After Xu Yansang arrived, she understood why Xu Ziqian was inconvenienced - she was wearing a body-hugging satin dress that exposed her figure, and a pair of high heels on her feet, so of course she couldn't drive.

Xu Ziqian was not like the last time she met Xu Yansang, with her nose not nose and eyes not eyes. Instead, she smiled at Xu Yansang very kindly, "I may have to drink later. It is really inconvenient for me to drive. Thank you for coming to pick me up."

Xu Yansang had complicated feelings towards her. She just curled the corners of her mouth and didn't say much.

By now, it was obvious that Xu Ziqian accepted the unspoken rules, and perhaps she had used the same method in the past to sell her works at high prices - when Xu Yansang thought of this, she felt that she was no different from a brothel owner.

The few seconds of silence when Xu Ziqian heard the request for a meeting yesterday kept appearing in Xu Yansang's mind. She felt a little sympathetic towards Xu Ziqian. It was undoubtedly difficult for women in this society, especially the more beautiful women who wanted to rise higher.

I always hated Xu Ziqian before, but now I suddenly feel that Xu Ziqian is also a pitiful person.

With mixed feelings, Xu Yansang took Xu Ziqian to the agreed restaurant.

Soon they met the client - a fat man who fit Xu Yansang's stereotype of a prostitute's client.

She felt even more uncomfortable, and after politely greeting the other party, he introduced himself, "My name is Jin Shuilong, I'm 34 years old, and I work in real estate development."

Xu Yansang shook hands with the other party and said, "My last name is Xu, and I am Miss Xu's painting agent. Mr. Jin, please take a seat."

Jin Shuilong didn't pay too much attention to Xu Ziqian, but instead focused on Xu Yansang, and asked with a smile, "Miss Xu is naturally beautiful, do you have a boyfriend?"