I went to hell after passively coming out [live]

"Mr. Qiao, if you have any questions, just ask me, I will know everything, and I will say everything!"

Wang Quanfu asked his servants to unload all the oil paintings that adorn the walls yesterday, and now they are neatly placed aside, waiting for inspection.

"So much?" Gu Wenjie asked in surprise.

"It's okay, that's all." Wang Quanfu had a ostentatious smile on his face, and his tone was no longer as eager as before.

Wang Quanfu seemed to look down on people who were engaged in entertainment, and seemed to have neglected Gu Wenjie, but Gu Dashen just hummed in his heart and did not show dissatisfaction on his face.

Zhang Xinli, who was called Xiaoli, came out of the kitchen with a fruit plate in her hand. When the servant saw it, she quickly took it and put it on the table for her.

She took advantage of the opportunity and sat next to Wang Quanfu.

Qiao Mengxing saw that she was wearing a big jade plaque of good quality around her neck, so she must be very favored by the Wang family.

According to Gu Wenjie, Zhang Xinli is a well-known socialite in Yongqing City. She was in the top position as a mistress. She gave birth to a son to Wang Quanfu when she was only about 20 years old. down.

"Mr. Qiao, take a look. I bought a lot of his paintings because he is the teacher of my ex-wife and sister. I thought his paintings were pretty good, so I bought them at a bargain price." Wang Quanfu pointed to the stack of picture frames, "It should be in the In that batch."

Qiao Mengxing and Gu Wenjie looked at each other, then walked to the pile of paintings to check them out.

Many of the paintings are quite aura. The dry paint is spread on the canvas layer by layer, depicting magnificent scenery or delicate portraits. Some canvases are slightly clumped, as if you can see the scene where the painters of the past were covering the color.

Most of the paintings are signed, and they are placed in an inconspicuous position in the lower right corner, and some are even integrated with the picture, making it difficult to see clearly.

But as the two picked and picked, they actually found several oil paintings by Yang Wen. According to Wang Quanfu, these paintings were the last works.

His inscription fonts are very elegant, and the picture is transparent and rich in color. The biggest feature is that the light source is very well drawn, and the gold borders where the sun falls on the person are carefully drawn, and there is a warm feeling just by looking at it.

It is not an exaggeration to judge people with words or paintings. Qiao Mengxing felt at first glance that this painter is definitely a person who loves life.

Arranged by date, Qiao Mengxing looked at the second picture.

The graceful woman is wearing a veil and stepping in the creek. Under the backlight, her side face seems to have a hint of divinity, exuding a soft light. This is a painting full of love.

And this woman is the female ghost who refused to leave in 901.

Qiao Mengxing was a little embarrassed for a while, and he sighed before continuing to read.

The few remaining paintings are similar, either of the landscape or of his wife, but as the years go on his paintings become eccentric.

The warm sunlight gradually became distorted, like the light of a water curtain, and the warm tones that Yang Wen preferred also darkened, giving people an extremely depressing feeling.

Looking at it, Qiao Mengxing got goose bumps all over his body.

Because in the last few paintings, the people have been distorted out of shape, and the scenery is fragmented, as if they are inside some monster, looking like the world of drug addicts.

The multiple limbs, the gloomy room without a ray of sunlight, the eyes peeping from the dark, and the familiar wife who has become no longer familiar. Is this the reality in Yang Wen's eyes?

Qiao Mengxing felt cold all over.

When he was abroad, he saw a piece of news. After a famous painter was diagnosed with Alzheimer’s disease, he continued to paint for five years. However, his self-portraits became more and more distorted, and finally became abstract and surreal, which seemed unnerving. Creepy.

In the same way, there is another painter who is famous for painting cats suffering from schizophrenia. His early paintings are playful and cute, but after his illness, the cats he painted can scare children to tears.

Painting is the only way for mental patients to express the world in their eyes.

Yang Wen is very similar to the first two. It is not unreasonable to be exempted from the death penalty because of mental illness, but Qiao Mengxing knows that he is not simply "ill".

"That's not right. Didn't the Internet say that the landscape painting is the last one? But these few paintings were definitely drawn after he suffered from mental problems." Gu Wenjie pointed to the last one with the date, "This is the one that looks scary. Never write."

"You can't believe what you say on the Internet." Wang Quanfu smiled, "After the 901 serial murder case came out, I included all of Yang Wen's later paintings. According to the date of his painting, it is true that that one is the last one. But it is too It’s scary, I didn’t even dare to hang it on the wall, and kept it in the warehouse.”

How perceptive Qiao Mengxing is, Wang Quanfu, a nouveau riche, can tell the whole story with just a few words.

Qiao Mengxing sneered in her heart, why did she buy it because she was her sister's teacher? She definitely liked Yang Wen. This matter can be hyped up, and she wants to raise the price and resell it.And the real must-stroke painting is too scary, fearing that no one will buy it, that's why you made up a rumor about a landscape painting?

Gu Wenjie told him about the history of Wang Quanfu's family fortune, and it was true that he made his fortune suddenly about ten years ago. Qiao Mengxing's intuition and guesses made him suspect that Wang Quanfu originally wanted to resell, but he suddenly had money, so he put the matter on hold. , Put it in your own warehouse.

Qiao Mengxing was about to speak when the doorbell rang suddenly.

Zhang Xinli, who was sitting across from her, changed her expression slightly, and trotted over quickly, but the servant's hand was faster, and she had already opened the door.

Zhang Xinli cursed in a low voice.

As soon as Wang Quanfu raised his eyes, his face turned red sharply, and he immediately became angry: "Didn't I tell you not to let these charlatans come in! Drive me out!"

Zhang Xinli also complained: "I sent you a message telling you not to come today."

"There's still tomorrow?!" Wang Quanfu cursed.

Qiao Mengxing was a little surprised. In his opinion, Wang Quanfu is a person who loves face very much. Why is he so impatient in the live broadcast.Where the hell is this person who can make him lose his composure like this?

The person in front of him was beyond Qiao Mengxing's expectations.

The man at the door was very young, he looked like he had just graduated from college, he held a leather drum and whip full of colorful stripes in his hand, and he had a rather embarrassed expression on his face.

Hearing Zhang Xinli's words, he took out his mobile phone to see the message, his face was even more unbearable, and he left the Wang's mansion without saying a word.

"This is..." Gu Wenjie deliberately picked Wang Quanfu's topic.

"Oh, don't mention it." Wang Quanfu waved his hand, "My son always has a low-grade fever. The hospital found out that his immunity was low, but I made up everything for him, but it still didn't work. Xiaoli is also eager to love her son, and she always looks for those My god, I haven't seen my son get better either."

"I'm most annoyed by these pretending liars, there will never be another time." Wang Quanfu gave Zhang Xinli a warning look.

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The painters mentioned are William Uttermoren and Louise Wain