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Weifeng Art Museum is located in a prime location in the center of Haishi City. It is one of the landmark buildings in Haishi City. It is also rated as the most artistic building in Haishi City. Every year, many companies want to cooperate with the Art Museum. One is that the location of the museum is excellent, and the other is that the manager of the museum is Lu Wei.

People who have not engaged in related art careers may not know about Lu Wei. This young man holds a pivotal position in the art world. He is not only the youngest member of the national seal cutting committee, the most valuable contemporary seal cutting artist, but also the most valuable artist of the younger generation. An influential artist is a role model for young people.Therefore, many art-related companies would like to cooperate with such an artist with a good image to achieve the perfect combination of art and business.

"Blossom, I think it may be difficult for us to get such an opportunity. I heard that this lieutenant is not an easy partner to cooperate with."

In the art hall of the art museum, the sound of crisp high-heeled footsteps sounded, and the steps were exciting and steady.

"I believe that I can win such an opportunity. He can make maddog appear and I can let him know that I can hold the exhibition well."

The young lady at the front desk who was sorting out the art materials immediately raised her head when she heard the footsteps. When she saw the person coming, she was a little surprised. She was a beautiful woman with a temperament and aura.

I saw a woman walking with long curly hair and a shawl, holding a mobile phone without a bag, wearing a dark blue and white vertical striped shirt, a small v-neck slightly revealing the curve of her neck, and her lower body wearing a long black slim suit. trousers, walking towards the front desk with an aura of 1.8 meters in sky-high high heels.

There is another man beside him, but he looks like an assistant, much younger than the woman, and the man whose aura is overwhelmed by the woman is not very outstanding.

The lady at the front desk was dumbfounded, wow, what a beautiful woman.

"Hi, I'm Blossom, the president of Diamond Love International Art Volunteer Association, and I've made an appointment with your planning manager to meet at noon."

The young lady at the front desk immediately became energetic when she heard the name. She looked at the woman in front of her in shock and admiration: "So you are Blossom! You are too young! I am your fan. Look at it well, although I can only watch it on the video, I am very satisfied! I will call the manager and say you are here!"

Blossom smiled: "Okay."

When the young man standing beside him saw the lady at the front desk calling, he turned his head and said softly to Blossom:

"Aren't you throwing yourself into a trap when you come back? Even if maddog is your son, you can't say it. In case you are discovered by Mr. Xia—"

"I just want to come back and have a look at them. I don't think my child is okay?" Blossom looked up at the brush logo with the word Weifeng on the back of the front desk.

It has been 12 years, and she has also realized that she can’t paint at all, and realized that the dream she has had for so many years is a dream after all. She compromised and chose a curator who can deal with painting, which can be regarded as fulfilled my dream.After becoming a curator, she has been invited to curate many internationally renowned art exhibitions over the years. Especially by chance, she participated in the planning of maddog’s art exhibition. After accidentally knowing that Maddog is her son, she also used this opportunity to fight with Chengcheng a few times. The first time they met, she couldn't tell her son was in front of her. It was very painful, but on a certain level she also satisfied her longing for the child.

She hopes that she can silently pay for this child behind her back and make up for her past mistakes.

But after she knew that Xia Shangzhe had banned maddog from the industry, she was so angry that she almost exploded, but she didn't dare to show up.

Over the years, she has recovered very well. As long as she takes medicine, she can completely control her illness, but when she thinks about the things she did back then, she always feels guilty.Now she doesn't ask herself to see the children again, she just hopes to see them from a distance, and more importantly, she doesn't want Xia Shangzhe to make the children feel wronged.

She knew that Xia Shangzhe's eldest son's ban was intentional, and it must be to lure her out and let her explain everything clearly.Explanations are fine, but children are innocent, and children should not be made to suffer their pain.

So she came back, and if she had the chance, she wanted to make amends, but if Xia Shangzhe didn't let her see the children, then she would silently atone by the children's side, even though she knew that her crime was unforgivable.

No matter what she did, Xia Shangzhe let her leave by forcing Xia Shangzhe to leave and indirectly caused the two children to be hurt. No matter what she did, she was too young and too selfish.

"I'll take another look." She said softly again.

The VIP passage of the airport was protected by black-clothed bodyguards at the front and back, and the man walking in the middle stared straight ahead with a blank expression, his aura was too strong to be ignored.I saw that the man was wearing a silver-gray cold-toned suit, and there were traces of time on his handsome face, but this did not weaken the man's temperament in the slightest.

Although his expression was indifferent, his slightly quickened pace revealed a bit of anxiety.

"Mr. Xia, Madam is already waiting at the art gallery to meet with the planning manager."

After Xia Shangzhe heard the assistant's words, his brows seemed to be smoothed, and his pace slowed down: "Really, we've arrived." But there was an emotion in his voice that had been suppressed for a long time, and the emotion that had been suppressed for a long time was about to explode.

The assistant took a peek at the president of his own company, and he could see the mood of the president at the moment, well, he was already very angry, so be careful not to step on the thunder, who knew that the lady who forced her to leave suddenly came back again.

A long and silent battle is about to start. Can this marriage be divorced?

The poor are the two young masters.

"Mr. Xia, the two young masters have birthdays on weekends, how do you arrange them?" the assistant reminded.

"You help me call them both out."

The assistant saw his boss Xia just throwing the two hot potatoes into his hands naturally, and immediately swallowed: "Mr. Xia, you are their father. If you asked me to tell them how could they come out, they must hang up the phone right away." .”

"I told them they wouldn't come out."

Assistant: "...You said it calmly. This is your son, and he will have to face it sooner or later. They are already sad enough."

Passengers in the airport are in a hurry, and many people look up at the signs above, as if they are afraid that they will miss the flight due to a wrong step in the process.

Seeing such a scene, Xia Shangzhe was thoughtful. Didn't he just go the wrong way at the fork in his life, causing the originally happy and happy family to fall apart? It's because he didn't follow the process properly.

He will not fail as much as he does now if he follows the process well.

Not a good husband, not a good father.

"Let me shout."

He is such a cowardly father, not worthy of being a father, it is time to let go.

It's time to end.

He would not let that woman appear in front of the children.

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At this time, the kitchen on the first floor was in full swing.

"Oh my ancestors, this is soy sauce, not vinegar."

"That's it."

"Give me the green onions... that's wrong, that's garlic."

"That's it."

"Can you pick vegetables?"

Lu Wei looked at the vegetables in his hands suspiciously: "Isn't this already picked? Why do you want to pick it?"

Aunt Luo: "...A Wei, I think it's impossible for you to cook a meal for Xing Cheng."

Lu Wei felt a little disappointed when Aunt Luo said this: "He thinks I'm a chef, and I don't want to disappoint him."

"I also thought you were a chef, but you told me that this dish is already picked. Why do you still have to pick it? Have you ever seen that the vegetables on the table are served in this bundle? Silly boy." Aunt Luo put him Take the green vegetables on hand, and then put them in the basket to demonstrate picking vegetables: "Look, picking vegetables means picking off the leaves of the vegetables, which is called picking vegetables."

Lu Wei took a closer look and said, "So it's called picking vegetables."

Aunt Luo glanced at the clock on the wall and it was already six o'clock: "It's already 06:30, why don't I cook, or that kid Xingcheng will be hungry later, or I'll come over early tomorrow and teach you how to cook, okay? "

"Okay." Lu Wei felt that it was all right, and then he watched Aunt Luo cooking neatly in the kitchen with a very serious expression, but when he saw Aunt Luo killing the fish, he walked out of the kitchen silently.

Terrible.

Chef Lu's first day failed.

But tomorrow's birthday meal must not fail.

Thinking about going to the second floor, he should go to see how Xia Xingcheng is doing in his creations, and let him see what kind of state his favorite dog painter uses to complete outstanding works.

The door of the studio was not closed, and he walked into the studio lightly.

Xia Xingcheng, who was sitting in front of the easel, was very focused. He didn't even notice that someone came in behind him. His eyes were full of hot and crazy emotions. The speed of writing was very fast and smooth. For him, painting was his carnival. It is a grand ceremony of carnival, and it is a game that cannot be stopped once it starts.

The easel was facing the window, and the window was open. It was already dark outside, as if exaggerating the suppressed emotions during painting, waiting for the last stroke of the brush to completely erupt the suppressed emotions.

Lu Wei's eyes fell on the canvas, and when he saw the impactful colors on the painting, his originally calm eyes stirred up waves, and the emotions in his eyes gradually strengthened. When I saw Gouzi's painting, I couldn't control my heartbeat.

It was such bright and vital colors that kept hitting his heart, making his heart beat stronger and stronger, making people feel that such excitement is needed to be alive.

Xia Xingcheng, who was so focused, hadn't noticed his arrival yet. He watched Xia Xingcheng's hand constantly waving the paintbrush, like a devil manipulator, setting fire on the canvas, and the lines jumping from the paintbrush onto the canvas seemed to be alive. , like the fire in the painting, so hot that it makes the eye sockets burn.

This guy is really an arsonist, so that the fire burns on the paper and finally burns to his heart.

The woman in the painting walks in the erupting magma, and the sky is full of flames and sparks, which cannot stop the woman from moving forward. The blood-red dress is like a symbol of rebirth from the ashes. Xia Xingcheng was somewhat similar.

It's like a kind of sustenance, quenching all unwillingness and anger in the flames, and finally being swallowed up without fear.

The painting is not yet finished.

Xia Xingcheng stopped writing, lowered his head in discomfort and gasped for breath.

"what happened?"

Wei Lu's voice came from behind, and he turned his head in surprise: "Why are you here, aren't you cooking?"

Lu Wei knelt down in front of him, seeing that his clothes were already stained with paint, his eyes were filled with love: "Why did you suddenly stop painting, isn't it uncomfortable?"

He held Xia Xingcheng's hand holding the paintbrush in his hand. This hot hand was the devil who set fire just now, and he had a strange feeling.

Xia Xingcheng rubbed his stomach and looked at Lu Wei aggrievedly: "I'm too hungry to draw, have you cooked yet, Chef Lu?"

Chef Lu: "...I asked Aunt Luo to cook."

"Huh? Didn't you do it?"

"I won't." Lu Wei confessed.

Xia Xingcheng put the pen back on the palette and felt emotional: "Then you just said that you can cook, but I was still looking forward to it, men's mouths are deceitful, if you want me, you have to take my stomach. "

"It's pretty rhyming." Lu Wei smiled and praised, silently swallowing the grievance that he couldn't cook.

Xia Xingcheng didn't bother with him either, he touched Lu Wei's head with his dirty hands and smiled, "It's okay, Lu Wei's hands are here to create art, we can order takeaway as well."

Hearing such a youthful and cute voice, Lu Wei felt so soft in his heart. He held Xia Xingcheng's hand and put it on his lips and kissed it. He didn't mind the paint on his hand, and his eyes were full of doting:

"Chengcheng's hands are also used to create art. Sure enough, the first time I saw your painting, I was moved because I waited for you to appear in front of me when you grew up. I feel very lucky. Even if I hurt my right hand With some luck."

"Fart!" Xia Xingcheng began to feel a little bit sorry when he heard him raise his hand: "What does it mean to be injured is also a bit of luck, and your art career was almost ruined, so you call it luck. Was I that good at that time? It can drive you crazy."

Lu Wei looked at the painting on the canvas and said with a smile: "Yes, this painting also makes my blood boil."

"What do you feel?" Xia Xingcheng turned sideways so that he could see more clearly.

Lu Wei slightly straightened up and kissed the man's lips, then softly said: "I feel like you are alive."

Xia Xingcheng hugged Wei Lu tightly and clung to him, leaning on his shoulder with a happy smile and rolling his eyes: "Yes, I came back to life because of this man, Wei Lu."

"We're tied." Lu Wei looked up at Xia Xingcheng who was hugging him and smiled: "You also saved me once."

"Okay, okay, I'm not used to being so numb all of a sudden."

"Is it numb?"

"Well, it's disgusting, you're getting more and more disgusting."

"Have it?"

"Yes, when I first met you, I was an unsmiling uncle."

"Don't call me uncle, I'm not old."

A cunning flashed in Xia Xingcheng's eyes, he leaned into Lu Wei's ear and whispered, "Brother."

The young man's coquettish and playful voice made his ears tingle, and Lu Wei's eyes darkened: "Don't make me angry."

"Hee hee hee."

Aunt Luo at the door: "..."

It's better to go in or not to go in, it seems that it's not good for these two people to be tired of interrupting, but the meal is already ready and it will be cold if you don't shout.

"Ah Wei, Xing Cheng, let's eat~" she called softly.

Xia Xingcheng froze suddenly when he heard the voice, he immediately put down the hand holding Wei Lu, and looked at Aunt Luo at the door in embarrassment:

"Eh, um, Brother Wei and I—"

Aunt Luo waved her hand and smiled, "Oh, don't be shy, our whole family knows about it."

Xia Xingcheng's expression was dull: "Huh?"

Aunt Luo looked at his expression suspiciously: "A Wei told his family a long time ago that there is someone he likes, and it must be you."

Xia Xingcheng slowly turned his head to Wei Lu, he looked at Wei Lu with an unnatural expression, his ears were slightly red, he wanted to laugh but didn't know if it was good to laugh, the corners of his lips were raised a little and then pressed down, but finally he couldn't hold back his smile.

Wei Lu stood up, only to see that he touched the back of his neck and lowered his head, coughing: "Well, let's eat."

After finishing speaking, he walked out of the studio, walking a little fast, as if to cover up his embarrassment.

Aunt Luo looked at Lu Wei, covered her mouth and smiled, "He is shy, I have never seen him shy, Chengcheng, you are awesome!"

Xia Xingcheng was suddenly embarrassed by such a compliment: "Aunt Luo, do Wei Lu's parents know about me?"

"Understood, they really want to see you, and Lu's house is very close to here, do you want to come to Lu's house to play?"

Xia Xingcheng quickly waved his hand: "Don't, don't, I'm not ready yet. After all, today is the four-day anniversary of my relationship with Lu Wei. It's too soon."

Aunt Luo: "...It's really faster."

"It's actually not fast."

Lu Wei, who thought he was gone, suddenly appeared at the door again. He poked his head in and looked at Xia Xingcheng with a smile, "How about New Year's Day?"

Xia Xingcheng: "..."

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Tonight is still a ruthless codeword killer rabbit [with no expression jpg.]

Thank you, little cutie, for pouring me white liquid~