Zha Gong cried bitterly for me after rebirth

The Xia family, Xia Yu's elder brother, why did they pay such an expensive price for this painting? They had only met once. Bai Qingjiu felt a chill down his spine when he thought of those narrow, long and deep eyes.

After an unknown amount of time, the auction was finally over, and Wei Chengyuan came to calm him down: "Xiaobai, what's the matter? You seem to be in a bad mood."

Bai Qingjiu hadn't recovered yet: "Mr. Wei, why are you..."

"I just like it, there is no reason, besides, I didn't get it in the end."

"Mr. Wei, in your opinion, money is not important at all, is it? One hundred million is actually not much at all, is it?"

Wei Chengyuan smiled warmly: "[-] million is indeed a bit much, but it depends on who it is given to. If it is someone worth staying with for a lifetime, it is not much at all."

"Oh." Bai Qingjiu stood up: "Mr. Wei, I won't accept the money from the auction, let's donate it to the children."

Wei Chengyuan took his hand: "Xiaobai, have you ever thought about leaving this place? Go to a wider world, maybe there is more suitable for you."

Bai Qingjiu lightly shook his head: "I don't know what suits me."

"I'm going to take Xiao Lin to France. It's a paradise for artists. There are many young people like you who are free to pursue their dreams. Xiao Bai, your father's illness will recover. I'm willing to wait with you. , when the time comes, would you like to accompany me abroad?"

Bai Qingjiu raised those bright blue eyes, feeling a little moved and yearning. In the past, he thought that only outstanding people like Xia Yu would have the opportunity to go abroad, but Xia Yu came back because he couldn't let go of the people here.

But for Bai Qingjiu, he has nothing to miss. Isn't the rebirth just to start a new life?

Bai Qingjiu gritted his teeth, ready to move: "I..."

"Don't go!"

Murong Qin's cold voice shattered his illusion, walked to his side and grabbed his arm, pulling him into his arms: "What? You still want to elope with him?"

Bai Qingjiu's face turned dry: "Don't talk nonsense."

"Bai Qingjiu, you are so disobedient, you can stay here obediently only if I lock you up."

Wei Chengyuan stopped Murong Qin's hand: "Xiaobai has the right to choose, you let him go."

"Mr. Wei, you don't know anything, so what right do you have to say it?"

"What do I need to know?"

"Oh? Didn't he tell you?"

Murong Qin lowered his eyes and glanced at Bai Qingjiu's stomach, like a sharp sword, wishing to poke it empty.

Wei Chengyuan also looked down, but couldn't see anything.

Bai Qingjiu was like a display item, stared at by the two people, feeling extremely uncomfortable all over, pushing them away forcefully, feeling irritable and out of control: "Shut up! Am I okay, what does it have to do with you?"

"noob……"

Bai Qingjiu sniffled and calmed down slowly: "I'm sorry Mr. Wei, I didn't mean it."

Murong Qin's jealousy changed beyond recognition: "Hmph, you know how to apologize to him."

Bai Qingjiu believed that he had nothing to apologize for accompanying Murong Qin for so many years, he was just fed up with his own humbleness and ignorance.

Xue Qin searched from among the staff, thinking that it would be a matter of course with Murong Qin, he put his arms around him: "Mr. Murong, so you are here, and I have been looking for you for a long time."

This kind of well-behaved, clingy and good-looking little boy is his real favorite.

Bai Qingjiu sneered: "So Mr. Murong has more important things to do."

Murong Qin was furious, and pulled Xue Qin over: "You're right, he likes those two paintings very much, so I bought them as gifts for him."

Xue Qin was incoherent with excitement: "Mr. Murong, I..."

"How can I thank you?"

Xue Qin secretly leaned into his arms: "Tonight, may I treat Mr. Murong to dinner?"

"it is good."

Murong Qin seemed to be flirting, and kept his eyes on Bai Qingjiu, but Bai Qingjiu didn't look at him, and stood indifferently, as if he was already impatient.

The two paintings just bought were moved by the staff, and Murong Qin pointed, "Where are you sending them?"

The staff stopped: "It's packed and delivered to your home."

"No, I changed the address, let the painter send it to me personally."

Wei Chengyuan said: "There is no such rule here."

"Rules are made by people. If I spend money to buy paintings, can't I even ask for a little bit?"

Bai Qingjiu took the painting with a cold face: "I'll send it to you tomorrow."

"Today."

"I go now."

"There is no one at home now, you have to wait for me to come back later."

Bai Qingjiu gritted his teeth: "Then, what time will Mr. Murong come back?"

"That depends on how long it takes to eat a meal."

Xue Qin said: "Sir, let the housekeeper take it in for a while."

Murong Qin cast a cold look: "I want to inspect the goods myself."

After finishing speaking, he hugged Xue Qin and left. This was the first time that Bai Qingjiu saw him hug someone else's waist with his own eyes. In the past five years, he didn't know if he stayed at home for too long. He never thought that this scene would happen Happened in front of my eyes.

Thinking about it now, it was nothing when he and Xia Yu walked out of the building without holding hands or touching their waists, so it was so blatant.

Wei Chengyuan sighed slowly: "It turned out to be like this."

"what did you say?"

"You like him, don't you?"

Bai Qingjiu's eyes dodged: "I...not..."

"Xiaobai, you are not a person who can hide. I can tell that you like him very much. To be honest, I like men. A wrong marriage made me realize that everything must be in my heart."

Bai Qingjiu was a little shocked. He didn't expect that the reason for Mr. Wei's divorce was his sexual orientation.

Wei Chengyuan said: "I want to find a stable man to live the rest of my life with no regrets. Xiaobai, I like you very much. I really like you. I want to take you abroad to start a new life. Xiaolin also likes you very much. I think we will be very happy together, if you are also willing, please consider my proposal."

Bai Qingjiu's mind was blank, and he could barely understand what he was talking about. First Xia Yu, then Wei Chengyuan, things that had obviously not happened in the past five years broke out all of a sudden.

Wei Chengyuan gave him a key: "Xiaobai, I'm cleaning up at home these few days. If you think about it, come to me at any time. It doesn't matter if you don't want to. I haven't sold that house. I'll leave it to you , anyway, I hope you can live well."

"Mr. Wei, I don't want to..."

"Xiaobai, I really don't want you to hand over the painting to Murongqin yourself. I know what kind of person he is. Murong's family is fighting internally and externally. He can't be alone. I'm afraid he will hurt you, but I will give you the painting. You have the opportunity to choose freely, and I will wait for your answer."

Bai Qingjiu held the key in the palm of his hand, as if about to crush it, shook his head, unable to utter a word.