Love-brained rebirth breaks off the engagement, and Master Shen who ignored her goes crazy

"You are?"

Zhou Qingyang looked at the three people in front of him with vigilance.

His hand was still blocking the door, full of vigilance and precaution.

"Hello, I'm Song Qingyu."

Song Qingyu gave him a kind smile.

As soon as the three words "Song Qingyu" were uttered, Zhou Qingyang's expression changed instantly.

The voice became several degrees colder.

"I don't know you. Go away."

After that, close the door.

Fortunately, Yang Youyou was quick to block the door and prevented Zhou Qingyang from turning them away.

"What's wrong with you? We came all the way here and you want us to go back!"

She spoke in a bad tone.

Zhou Qingyang was even more impatient: "So what do you want?"

Song Qingyu knew that he might have misunderstood something.

Explain quickly.

"Mr. Zhou, you may have misunderstood something. I have something I want to talk to you about. It's about Gan Leng..."

"Nothing to talk about."

Mention this name.

Zhou Qingyang's eyes were full of disgust.

"I'm not here to persuade you to sell your paintings, nor am I here to speak well of Gan Leng. Please give me half an hour."

Song Qingyu said sincerely.

Her anxiety was not something she could fake.

Zhou Qingyang pursed his pale lips, hesitated for three minutes, and finally let go.

"come in."

Song Qingyu walked in first.

The room smelled of medicine and the pungent smell of paint.

The trash can contains the leftover residue of traditional Chinese medicine.

The only clean places are the bookshelf and desk by the window, where various painting books and paints are neatly arranged.

"I saw you last time at the training facility in Ganleng."

There is no place to sit at home.

Zhou Qingyang had no intention of letting them sit down.

Song Qingyu and the other two could only stand and talk to him.

"You sold the painting to Gan Leng, didn't you?"

"Yes."

Zhou Qingyang was not surprised at all.

A mocking smile appeared on his thin pale lips: "Are you here to sympathize with me, or what? In the eyes of rich people like you, our paintings are yours in the first place, they are just marked with different prices."

He was sharp in his words.

Song Qingyu frowned: "You don't have to sell it..."

"Not selling? Haha."

Zhou Qingyang smiled.

"If I don't sell it, I won't even be qualified to paint. He can easily destroy my dream. Don't you rich people know this?"

It's really easier to talk while standing.

He doesn't sell.

Gan Leng has plenty of ways to make it difficult for him to survive.

He had no choice but to accept his "conditions".

"I can understand how you feel."

Song Qingyu was silent for a while, then said, "My mother's painting was also stolen by him."

"Isn't it strange?"

Zhou Qingyang was not surprised at all.

"With his ability, I'm afraid a freshly graduated college student could draw better than him..."

"So I want to ask you if you can provide evidence. If you have evidence, we can sue him."

This is Song Qingyu’s purpose.

She didn't want to see people like Gan Leng go unpunished.

Use other achievements to fulfill your life.

"No."

Zhou Qingyang had a blank expression on his face.

"Do you think Gan Leng is a fool? Would he come to negotiate with me? He has a lot of people under him. Even if the investigation really finds that he is related, he can easily shift the blame to someone else."

"..."

Song Qingyu was speechless.

A feeling of powerless frustration came over me, and I felt a little depressed.

Seeing her like this, Chi Moyan said, "We understand. Thank you."

He patted Song Qingyu on the shoulder.

"Let's go back first."

There is nothing that can be found out from Zhou Qingyang.

Not only did Gan Leng not negotiate with him personally, but this man was also very hostile towards rich people.

Song Qingyu knew what Chi Moyan was thinking.

nodded.

When she reached the door, she suddenly stopped, opened her bag, took out some cash, and wrote down her WeChat ID.

Under Zhou Qingyang's gaze, it was placed on the coffee table.

"I didn't bring much money with me. If you're willing to add me on WeChat, I can help you treat your mother's illness. If you're not willing, forget it. These are my gifts for visiting my aunt."

Zhou Qingyang: "I don't need your sympathy."

"The money is not for you, you can just throw it away. I came to you because I want your help, because I understand everything you did for my mother. No one is willing to sell their paintings, just like my mother. I also believe that she was definitely unwilling to give the paintings to Gan Leng at the beginning, so I just want to give her the truth..."

Zhou Qingyang was silent.

Song Qingyu didn't say anything else and left with Yang Youyou and Chi Moyan.

Back in the car.

Song Qingyu was in a very low mood.

Yang Youyou spoke much less, for fear of affecting her mood.

Arrived in the city.

It's already dark.

Chi Moyan sent her to the door of Shen's house: "The day of going abroad is getting closer, you should think about it carefully and give me an answer as soon as possible."

"Ah."

Song Qingyu nodded.

She got out of the car and watched Chi Moyan and Yang Youyou leave.

Turning around, I saw Lin Yixiuan standing at the door.

They haven't seen each other for a long time.

Lin Yixiuan looked much more haggard.

But he was still so graceful and outstanding. He smiled at her: "I was just about to leave, and I didn't expect it to be such a coincidence."

"Senior brother."

Song Qingyu pulled herself together and greeted him.

"I haven't seen you for a long time recently, and I was a little worried. When I arrived at your door, I realized that I seemed a little rash."

It was awkward for a while.

Lin Yixiuan then gave a self-deprecating explanation.

"..."

Song Qingyu didn't know how to answer.

She doesn't have time to think about love affairs now.

But she couldn't respond coldly to Lin Yixuan's gentleness.

"By the way, I came here today to tell you that I will be going abroad in a while. Master Gan's overseas art exhibition is going to hold a competition, and my teacher asked me to participate. I just happened to be there to study, so I guess I won't see you for a while, so I came here to say goodbye to you."

Song Qingyu frowned.

This is really all coming together.

She didn't want Lin Yixuan to have any contact with Gan Leng. Someone like Gan Leng might not have the courage to set his sights on Lin Yixuan right now.

But no one can tell when he might have evil thoughts.

"Brother, why don't you just not go to this competition?"

she hesitated.

Lin Yixuan was puzzled: "What's wrong?"

Gan Leng is well-known in the art circle, and there should be quite a few people attending the exhibition.

Why didn’t Xiaoyu let him go?

“It’s quite chaotic abroad.”

Song Qingyu gritted his teeth and made up an excuse.

Lin Yixiuan didn't know whether to laugh or cry, thinking that she was still frightened by the accident that happened abroad last time.

He touched her head.

"Are you stupid? I'm a man and I'm safe. It's getting late, go in and get some rest."

"..."

I know I can’t persuade Lin Yixiuan.

Song Qingyu sighed helplessly in his heart.

"Then I'll go back first..."

maybe.

They may still meet abroad then.

Song Qingyu returned home.

Just arrived in the living room.

Shen Shian walked down from upstairs.