Chi Moyan was speechless.

This matter sounds incredible, except for the hypothesis proposed by Song Qingyu.

I can't think of any possibility.

"Instead of guessing here, why not go and meet this Gan Leng in person."

I have a little clue.

She didn't want to sit there and wait for death.

If my mother really had an accident because of Gan Leng, she would never let it go.

"You have a point."

Chi Moyan also agreed with Song Qingyu's proposal.

"I'll take care of this, let's go now."

"Ah."

Song Qingyu nodded.

She took a few paintings drawn by her mother and left with Chi Moyan.

All she could think about was her mother and Gan Leng.

So much so that he didn't even notice the black car parked not far away.

Chi Moyan looked not far away, a smile appeared on his thin lips, and when Song Qingyu got into the car, he protected her head with his hands.

He patted her head lovingly again.

"Don't think so much."

Song Qingyu came back to her senses and without thinking too much about Chi Moyan's initial actions, she smiled at him.

"I know, Brother Mo Yan."

"Ah."

I saw the car leaving not far away.

Chi Moyan then put away his smile and walked around to the other side of the car to get in.

A black car was driving on the winding mountain road.

The air pressure in the car was terribly low.

The driver was too afraid to breathe and kept looking at his boss through the rearview mirror.

The man closed his eyes to hide the gloom in them, and his hands were placed in front of him in a stiff posture.

His furrowed brows revealed that he was in a particularly bad mood at the moment.

He saw it.

The man put his hand on her head, and the two of them were talking and laughing.

Why did Song Qingyu bring him back?

Is it to bring the future son-in-law to visit her parents?

Think of this.

Shen Shian suddenly exerted force on his finger joints.

I felt an unprecedented level of anger and bitterness in my heart. This woman actually just said she didn't love me anymore.

It seems that the feelings she showed to him before were not that strong. Can't she now go out with other men openly?

"Boss Shen, where are we going now?"

The driver saw him open his eyes.

Asked cautiously.

"Go see Qiqi."

Shen Shian said.

Back from Song's house.

Chi Moyan sent Song Qingyu to Peking University as she had classes in the afternoon.

After separating from Chi Moyan.

She checked the time and saw that it was still early for class, so she went to the teaching building.

Professor Sun is at school today, maybe you can ask the teacher about Gan Leng.

She arrived at the teaching building.

Sure enough, I saw Professor Sun.

He is playing chess with the principal.

"Principal, teacher."

Song Qingyu stood at the door and greeted politely.

"Xiaoyu, you're here, come, come here quickly."

Professor Sun waved happily and asked Song Qingyu to come in.

The principal also said cheerfully: "Don't think that asking your apprentice to come here will help you break my chess game. I won't recognize you if you ask Teacher Xiao Song to help you."

"Well, why would I need a girl like her to help me?"

The two old men were also very good at talking.

Song Qingyu sat aside obediently.

Waiting for them to play chess.

After the game of chess was over, it was apparent that Song Qingyu had come to see Professor Sun for something, so the principal found an excuse to leave.

There were only Professor Sun and Song Qingyu in the office.

"Why are you here at this time? What happened?"

Professor Sun picked up the thermos and took a sip of tea.

He looked at his most beloved disciple kindly.

"teacher……"

Song Qingyu hesitated for a moment and asked, "Do you know Master Gan Lenggan?"

Suddenly from Song Qingyu's mouth.

When Professor Sun heard the word "Ganleng", he was stunned and swallowed the tea leaves in his mouth.

"Why, you want to learn from him?"

Seeing that Professor Sun had misunderstood, Song Qingyu hurriedly explained and quickly made up a reason: "A relative's child wants to learn Chinese painting from Master Gan, so I asked him to avoid offending Master Gan's taboos."

In addition to the tutors at school.

There are many rules to follow when you privately recognize a master.

Professor Sun also believed what Song Qingyu said. He stroked his gray beard and said, "Gan Leng is a grown man, but his paintings are quite feminine. At that time, some of us old men even joked that he was a painter of the graceful school. But his painting skills are not bad..."

"Then why does he rarely paint now?"

Song Qingyu was puzzled.

Professor Sun sighed.

"Has he run out of ideas? Or do you think being a painter doesn't make money and want to go into business? Who knows? Anyway, he's making a lot of money now. Look around the world of art in Beijing. Is there anyone who's doing as well as him?"

Professor Sun smiled.

There is some ridicule and some sighing.

Song Qingyu pursed her lips. Indeed, what the teacher said was true. Gan Leng was now famous, but it would cost a lot of money to invite him to teach.

success.

Gan Leng did it.

"By the way, which relative's child of yours wants to meet him and needs the old man to help introduce him?"

Professor Sun asked again.

Song Qingyu's eyes suddenly lit up: "Teacher, do you have a solution?"

"I'm not familiar with him, but a few old friends have had some contact with him. I heard that he will attend a charity dinner in three days. I'll ask him for you."

"Thank you, teacher!"

Song Qing** was overjoyed.

What could be better than confronting Gan Leng in person?

"Don't thank me."

Professor Sun waved his hand. "What's going on between you and Yixuan? The kid has been unhappy these past few days. If you think of me as your teacher, tell me the truth. You and your brother..."

"no!"

Song Qingyu quickly denied it.

She knew that if she rejected Lin Yixuan, he would definitely be sad.

But she had no choice.

She didn't want to deceive the man she couldn't fall in love with and waste his time.

"It has nothing to do with others. Senior Brother is also very good. It's just... I..."

She found it difficult to speak.

Lin Yixiuan is such a good person, it's her own fault that she insists on saying that she has no romantic feelings for him.

She overestimates her own abilities.

"Okay, old man, I understand."

Professor Sun already understood what Song Qingyu meant.

"As for Yixuan, I will try to persuade him."

"Thank you, teacher."

Song Qingyu thanked him again, and seeing that the class was almost over, she picked up her textbook and left.

Wait until the class is over.

When school was over, it was already five o'clock in the afternoon.

As soon as I left the teaching building, Chi Moyan called.

"Three days later, the Chi branch held a charity dinner, and Gan Leng happened to be invited."

Chi Moyan's voice revealed melancholy.

"Is the charity dinner hosted by your company?"

Song Qingyu was shocked.

Then why did he act like he knew nothing at the beginning?

Chi Moyan's tone was even more helpless: "Have you ever met a boss of a company that personally reviewed the guest list?"

"..."

Song Qingyu couldn't respond to this.

indeed.

No company boss would care about these things.

natural.

He would not waste so much time accompanying her to investigate things that had nothing to do with him.

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