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After finishing the meal, Zhu Shen was going to visit Moeen, but Xiaoyan called and said that Liz was in the studio and was in a hurry to find him.

The studio she mentioned is in the bustling commercial street in the city center, where Zhu's gallery is also opened.

Liz is currently finishing a huge oil painting and needs Zhu Shen's help. Zhu Shen glanced at Zhong Heng beside him and said to the receiver, "I'll be there in a while."

After hanging up the phone, Zhong Heng asked him, "What's wrong?"

Zhu Shen picked up the car key: "I have to go to the studio."

Zhong Heng stopped him and followed him: "I'll take you there."

Zhu Shen still wanted to say something, but Zhong Heng would not allow him to refuse, and had already taken the key in his hand to drive the car, so Zhu Shen had no choice but to follow him into the car.

Zhu Shen reported the location and turned on the navigation. Zhong Heng nodded his head and started on the road.He seemed to be very familiar with the traffic in country L, so Zhu Shen didn't care too much.Halfway through the journey, Zhu Shen suddenly asked Zhong Heng: "Do you not have a driver's license from country L?"

Just as Zhong Heng was about to speak, he heard Zhu Shen say, "I'm careless. If the police come to investigate later, you will confess Wu Xu."

Zhong Heng took a deep look at him, and asked in a low voice, "So close to Wu Xu?"

"Who told him to point at me to make money, how can he do it if he doesn't carry the pot for me."

Zhong Heng glanced at Zhu Shen from the mirror, and the latter seemed to be in a good mood looking out the window, so Zhong Heng didn't speak.

The car stopped at the door of the studio, Xiaoyan came up to greet him, saw Zhong Heng, and greeted him with a smile.

Zhu Shen lowered his head and glanced at Xiaoyan's enthusiastic expression, thinking of why Zhong Heng suddenly appeared in front of him last night, he couldn't help but snorted and said to her, "I'll settle the score with you later."

Xiaoyan knew what Zhu Shen was talking about, and immediately shook her head innocently to express her innocence: "It's none of my business." After speaking, she glanced at Zhong Heng quietly, and whispered to Zhu Shen in L dialect: "I think it's none of my business." Mr. Zhong is very kind to you. Before, he asked me specifically where you live in country L. I actually wanted to tell you, but he told me not to influence you, don’t tell you, for fear of disturbing you, I didn't say that."

Zhu Shen didn't expect this to be the reason, turned his head to look at Zhong Heng, and said to Xiaoyan in L dialect: "He is a big fool."

Zhong Heng at the side came up and gently pinched Zhu Shen's wrist: "What are you talking about?"

Zhu Shen turned his wrist without changing his face, slipped out of his palm, and said to him: "I'm complimenting you." When Zhong Heng couldn't understand, he added to Xiaoyan in L dialect: " Still a boring gourd."

Xiaoyan smiled, and asked Zhu Shen: "Is it really okay to say that? Does Mr. Zhong understand the language of L?"

Zhu Shen swore: "Of course I don't understand."

Zhong Heng pursed his lips and did not speak.

In fact, he couldn't understand.

In his senior year, he had already received an offer from a university in country L, and he had also learned the language of country L for a while.I always feel that this way I can get closer to Zhu Shen.

At that time, he was in the studio of University Y, and the members refused to let him go because he was going to L country to make a fuss.But he made up his mind to go, and the studio fell apart because of this. Cheng Zhanmei left the country in a fit of anger, and the rest of the members also went their separate ways.

However, Zhong Heng failed to come to L country after all - Mr. Zhong chose him as the heir of the Zhong family, and blocked his way out of the country along the way.

He doesn't want an heir who has a different heart and leaves a way out.

But Zhong Heng is the only one in his vein.

Zhong Jiaquan's situation is overwhelming, blocking Zhong Heng's hope is really an easy thing to do.

He should stay in Zhong's and be their puppet forever.

Seeing Zhong Heng's dazed look, Zhu Shen really didn't seem to understand the language of L, so he couldn't help feeling a little proud.

What's so great about knowing Nicheng dialect, now he can finally feel proud, so he whispered in Zhong Heng's ear, "If you want to learn, I can teach you."

Zhong Heng glanced at him, and was about to speak when the studio door was opened.

Wu Xu came out from the inside all dressed in red, and saw a few people standing outside the door talking: "Hey, it's so lively."

Zhong Heng glanced at Wu Xu, and there seemed to be something turbulent in his eyes, but he suppressed it calmly, and said softly to Zhu Shen, "I'll pick you up later."

Zhu Shen nodded, and was assisted by Xiaoyan into the studio.

Just as Zhong Heng was about to leave, he was stopped by Wu Xu, who was leaning against the door with a smile on his face: "I wonder if there is a chance to treat Mr. Zhong to drink a cup of coffee?"

Zhong Heng looked sideways at him.

Wu Xu smiled at him, with sharp eyes, and said slowly, "I wonder if Mr. Zhong came to Country L seven years ago?"

For a moment, Zhong Heng's back felt cold, his eyes tightened, and when he turned around, he met Wu Xu's gentle and harmless smile.

"Don't be nervous, I just feel like I've seen your back somewhere before. After much deliberation, it's probably in the surveillance video of the art exhibition." Chao Zhongheng smiled, Wu Xu bowed his head and saluted a gentleman, only listening He asked again: "I wonder if there is a chance to treat Mr. Zhong to a cup of coffee?"

Zhong Heng frowned.

Wu Xu stretched out his hand to lead the way: "Please, Mr. Zhong."

Zhong Heng followed Wu Xu to the opposite coffee shop without saying a word.

In the leisurely afternoon, the coffee shop was not crowded. Wu Xu ordered the Italian style, Zhong Heng ordered the American style, and the coffee was quickly served by the waiter.

Wu Xu pushed the coffee in front of him towards Zhong Heng: "Perhaps Mr. Zhong should try the Italian style. Ah Shen likes the Italian style very much. He always thinks it tastes better if it is bitter."

I don't know which word Zhong Heng heard, he was unhappy, frowned, raised his hand to hold Xiao Die, and said to him in a cold voice: "No need."

There was a crisp sound when the porcelain spoon collided with the wall of the cup, and it hurt a little when it hit the person's heart.

Wu Xu still smiled: "Mr. Zhong, don't be nervous, Ah Shen will never know a word of what I'm talking to you here today."

"What do you want to say?"

Wu Xu looked at him and said, "I've been an agent for so long, and there was only one mistake, and I sold his most precious painting to the exhibition by mistake. I have been looking for that "The Back View of Hyacinth" for seven years. , but I have never found it. I watched that surveillance video over and over again. The man was really weird. All the information was fake, only the money was real. So I was very curious and took the picture Who is the person?"

Zhong Heng took a sip of coffee with downcast eyes, and his expression returned to the initial indifference: "So what if I found it?"

"I can't do anything." Wu Xu still smiled and said to Zhong Heng: "I hope that the person who took the picture is the one who married Zhu Shen. Zhu Shen fell in love too badly before, I hope he will have a better life in the future, no What more twists and turns."

Zhong Heng was slightly startled, and slowly looked at Wu Xu, his eyes were dim.

Wu Xu took a sip of his coffee and looked at Zhong Heng again: "So, can you let go of your hostility towards me?"

Zhong Heng examined Wu Xu's eyes.

Wu Xu shrugged his shoulders, as if he was being inspected by the emperor.

After a long time, Zhong Heng said, "It's me."

Wu Xu raised his eyebrows, not surprised.

Immediately afterwards, Zhong Heng said: "Don't tell him."

After thinking about it, Wu Xu nodded: "I can only guarantee that I will not talk about it for the time being. That painting is probably also a knot in his heart. He is far less calm than he appears."

"I know." Zhong Heng's eyes dimmed instantly.

"Then do you know that Zhu Shen couldn't distinguish colors before?"

Zhong Heng felt as if someone had pinched his heart, his knuckles turned blue.

"He has a knot in his heart. For seven years, he has closed himself in the world of black, white and gray, and he doesn't want to get out." Wu Xu said in a low voice: "But now, he is willing to come out—even though he paid a price. Finally, he is willing to get out of the circle he drew for himself. Mr. Zhong, why do you think this is?" As he spoke, he thought of Zhu Shen, who fell in a mess at the door of the white house warehouse but was stubbornly looking for a broken box, and couldn't help sighing. He took a deep breath: "Zhu Shen is very stubborn. After so many years, he has long been used to concealing his true emotions with calmness. Excuse me, if you really care about it, don't listen to his voice. If you want to listen, just listen to the voice in his heart. Maybe, there is more real and lovely than you imagined."

Zhong Heng looked at Wu Xu and remained silent for a long time.

Wu Xu laughed secretly that he had talked too much today, so he drank his coffee one after another, and the cup soon emptied.

After sitting for a while, Xiaoyan called him to discuss the work of the gallery. Wu Xu got up and said, "I should go. Zhu Shen will finish at about 06:30, you may have to wait a little longer, or I will send him back The White House also—”

"I'll send him off." Zhong Heng said in an unquestionable tone.

Wu Xu was stunned for a moment, nodded and smiled: "Then, goodbye, Mr. Zhong."

"Goodbye."

Outside the glass window, Xiaoyan waved to Zhong Heng to say hello, but the latter seemed to be thinking about something and didn't look at her.Zhong Heng was the only customer left in the coffee shop, so from the outside, his back seemed a bit lonely.

The "Back View of Hyacinth" he took was hidden in the innermost room of his bedroom, and the whole room was related to Zhu Shen.

Zhu Shen doesn't need to know, he will never know.

That painting is just a silhouette of his selfishness and ugliness, a mirror for him to illuminate the darkness of his jealousy.He knew how he stole things that should not belong to him step by step. Every time he dreamed back at midnight, he walked to that room and looked up at the painting, feeling deeply his own insignificance and hypocrisy.

The painting was not for him, but he was forcibly detained in his room.Zhu Shen didn't belong to him either, but he forcibly kept it by his side.The ridiculous thing is that he clearly knows how ugly he is, but he still covets Zhu Shen, loves him, and wants to possess him.

Xiaoyan muttered in a low voice: "Boss Zhong is thinking about something..."

"Let's go." Wu Xu patted her on the shoulder and walked forward.But after taking two steps, he couldn't help but look back, and asked Xiaoyan: "Do you think his back image doesn't look like where you've seen it before?"

"It's kind of familiar...but I..." Xiaoyan looked back and scratched her head: "but I can't say..."

Wu Xu asked her while walking: "Does it look like "The Back of Hyacinth"?"

Xiaoyan paused, stopped in her tracks, and stared wide-eyed: "But isn't that painting lost?"

"He bought it." Wu Xu said quietly.

"Ah?!" Xiaoyan almost bit her tongue, and hurriedly asked, "Does Teacher Zhu know..."

Wu Xu shook his head and sighed: "The authorities are lost."

More than just a fan of the authorities?

The painter drew the wrong object, and the painted one didn't know it was me.

Mistakes are a reincarnation.

The author has something to say: Finally, a little fog has been cleared away, and the old mother is in tears! QQ

Thanks to _Wuding, ZxY·, and Jenny for their irrigation, the only one today is also thriving =w=

Thank you Min Tian, ​​Da Yuan Jin Xi, and Assam's landmines for spending a lot of time and bowing!!