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Ink Studio is a store fronting the street that Wu Yunmo bought in his early years. The first floor is a shop that is open to the public, and the second floor is a place for living.

From the small path to the back of the building, you can go directly to the second floor without going through the first floor. Shu Qingmo has not walked this path for a long time, because the ink studio was open all year round before this.

"Master, am I right?"

On the simple wooden sofa, Shu Qingmo's back was stretched straight, his serious expression was in stark contrast to Wu Yunmo who was calm and composed.

Wu Yunmo didn't answer immediately, he exhaled slowly, pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and said, "Almost."

Even though he had already guessed the whole story, but he received a positive answer from Wu Yunmo's mouth, and the shock he received was still different.Shu Qingmo let go of all the energy and said in a daze: "How could he do this?"

"Your father," Wu Yunmo paused, he was not used to talking about Shu Guohua with Shu Qingmo, but he didn't need to hide any more, "He is a brilliant pretender."

"Cheating your trust?" Shu Qingmo asked, "But how could he be so capable and make you fall in love with him at the same time?"

"Not at the same time." Mo Yunmo shook his head, his eyes dropped to the ground, and the frame on the bridge of his nose slid slightly, "When he was with me, Fang Wanrou hadn't appeared yet."

Wu Yunmo is two years older than Shu Guohua. When he was a teenager, he studied under Mr. Shu's art of mounting paintings, and was once carefully cultivated by Mr. Shu. At the age of 20, he communicated with Shu Guohua, but he was expelled from the school not long after.

"Didn't you realize that he was plotting against you on purpose?" Shu Qingmo asked.

"As I said, he is a brilliant pretender." Wu Yunmo said, "Until he married Fang Wanrou and had a child, I thought he was forced to do nothing."

Shu Qingmo looked at Wu Yunmo with complicated emotions. The master in his impression should not be such a person who is blind for love.

"Mr. Shu is very strict with the three of us. He couldn't remove the backing paper, and he was not allowed to eat for a day." Wu Yunmo recalled the past, his expression became dazed, "At that time, he was often punished and came to my room at night. Complaining. I told him to practice hard, but he would just talk about me and stay in my room, refusing to leave."

"Then my mother doesn't know about you...?" Shu Qingmo asked cryptically.

"I don't know, no one knows." Wu Yunmo said, "At that time, Junior Sister was still young and didn't understand these things. Mr. Shu didn't even know. At that time, he was not as enlightened as he is now, and most people couldn't accept two men. together."

"But Mr. Du still noticed it." Shu Qingmo hesitated, "Could it be that Mr. Shu actually knows?"

"Perhaps, I don't know." Wu Yunmo said, "I was found out about uncovering the second floor, Mr. Shu must give me a reason. I won't lie, so I have to confess that it is for the one I love, but this person is really Who it was, I never told them."

Shu Qingmo silently felt aggrieved for Wu Yunmo in her heart, but at the same time felt that Wu Yunmo was blinded by love.As a junior, he can't judge too much about the affairs of the previous generation, so he can only wait quietly for Wu Yunmo's next words.

"After I returned to Nancheng, I still kept in touch with Shu Guohua." Wu Yunmo said, "He told me that Mr. Shu asked him to carry on the family line and let him marry a university teacher's daughter. By this time, I believed him. Still on me."

"Then how did you know...?" Shu Qingmo asked.

"Then it was your mother Xiaolan." Wu Yunmo said, "I couldn't believe it when she brought you to join me."

Shu Qingmo could completely imagine how shocked Wu Yunmo would be when he found out that Shu Guohua was messing with his junior sister even though he was married.

"At that time, Mr. Shu had finished his work in Beijing and returned to Nancheng with his family." Wu Yunmo said, "I mustered up the courage to ask Shu Guohua out to meet, and wanted to ask him about Xiaolan, but in the end—"

Wu Yunmo stopped here, his face covered with a layer of haze.

Shu Qingmo asked curiously: "Did you have a dispute?"

"No." Wu Yunmo said, "He told me it was a misunderstanding, Xiaolan was pregnant with someone else's child. I believed him and spent the night with him."

Shu Qingmo was dumbfounded when he heard the words, and simply didn't know how to react.

Shu Guohua has no bottom line in his life, which once again refreshed Shu Qingmo's cognition.But on the other hand, knowing that Shu Guohua had a family, Wu Yunmo still spent the spring night with him, which was not like the Buddhist master that Shu Qingmo knew.

Wu Yunmo pushed the frame again, and asked Shu Qingmo calmly, "Do you think it's not something I would do?"

Shu Qingmo didn't know how to answer.But after thinking about it, everyone makes mistakes. The reason why Wu Yunmo is so calm now is probably because he has gone through enough bad things.

"Then how did you find out that Shu Guohua lied to you?" Shu Qingmo asked.

"People don't stay stupid all the time, they will wake up one day." Wu Yunmo said, "Xiaolan doesn't know about the relationship between me and Shu Guohua, she has no one else to talk to, she can only talk to me about her and Shu Guohua.

"She, like me, thinks that Shu Guohua and Fang Wanrou are forced to get married. She thinks that she and Shu Guohua are true love, so she always wants to snatch him back.

"I quickly realized that Shu Guohua's 'misunderstanding' was a lie, because he had also told me the romantic words that Xiaolan said."

Shu Qingmo was shocked again: "How did he do it?"

Wu Yunmo didn't respond, and said calmly, "Do you remember asking me why I didn't draw?"

Shu Qingmo nodded: "I remember."

Wu Yunmo said: "After leaving Beijing, I started painting under the name of Wang Shi. Wang was taken from his character 'Guo', and Shi was taken from my character 'Mo'."

"Wait." Shu Qingmo interrupted Wu Yunmo in surprise, "Wang Shi is actually you, Master?"

When the Fanghua Art Museum opened before, Shu Qingmo and Luo Zihang saw several ink bamboo paintings by Wang Shi among the many paintings in the Shu family.

The two also felt sorry for Wang Shi's closing of his pen, but they didn't expect that the talented young painter turned out to be his master Wu Yunmo.

"I chose this name because I missed him." Wu Yunmo said, "So when I know the truth, how can I continue to paint?"

Shu Qingmo stared blankly at Wu Yunmo, completely unable to imagine how much of a blow Wu Yunmo suffered when he knew the truth.

A thought suddenly popped up in his mind: "So my mother went crazy because she knew about Shu Guohua..."

"Yes." Wu Yunmo sighed with emotion, "I've been keeping Xiaolan from it, but I still can't stop her from thinking about returning to Shu Guohua's side. After your hand was injured, it was of no use to the Shu family. I told her the truth. Shu Guohua only seduced her to drive her away, and Fang Wanrou knows all about it."

Shu Qingmo suddenly remembered that Fang Wanrou once said that he was more capable than his mother, so she found a reliable man.At that time, he wondered why Fang Wanrou would insinuate that Shu Guohua was unreliable. It turned out to be from his mother's point of view, because his mother's life was ruined by Shu Guohua.

"I'm telling you this because I don't want you to take revenge on anyone." Wu Yunmo said, "It's been so long, so long...Shu Guohua is in his grave."

Wu Yunmo's tone was very calm, but Shu Qingmo still read the sigh from his eyes.

Now that the Shu family is about to end, Shu Qingmo doesn't want to take revenge on anyone anymore.He let out a sigh of frustration, and asked Wu Yunmo: "Master, have you never hated him?"

"Have hated it, let it go long ago." Wu Yunmo said, "Besides, people are already dead, so what's the use of hating him?"

"That's right." Shu Qingmo suddenly thought of the ink bamboo paintings of the Shu family, and couldn't help asking, "By the way, Master, do you know that all your paintings have been collected by the Shu family?"

"What painting?" Wu Yunmo asked.

"It's the bamboo paintings in Wang Shizhi's name." Shu Qingmo said, "When the Fanghua Art Museum opened, Fang Wanrou exhibited it."

Speaking of this, Shu Qingmo himself realized something was wrong.

Fang Wanrou couldn't tolerate Lan Jingmo in her eyes, even though Shu Guohua was not sincere towards Lan Jingmo.In the same way, if Fang Wanrou knew about the affairs between Shu Guohua and Wu Yunmo, how could she still exhibit Wu Yunmo's paintings with great fanfare?

There is only one reason, that is, Fang Wanrou doesn't know.

Shu Qingmo didn't believe that there was such a coincidence that the Shu family took a fancy to Wu Yunmo's paintings impartially, and once they received them, none of them fell.

He could only think of one possibility - Shu Guohua knew who Wang Shi was, and had collected these paintings behind Fang Wanrou's back.

After Shu Guohua's death, Fang Wanrou didn't know the stories behind these paintings, and thought it was suitable for the opening exhibition, so she took them out.

Wu Yunmo frowned slightly, apparently not knowing that Shu Guohua had collected his paintings.

Shu Qingmo couldn't help but ask: "Master, have you lost contact with Shu Guohua after closing the pen?"

"He has looked for me several times." Wu Yunmo said, "He used to come to my room to look for me at twelve o'clock at night, and later he always came to Mozhai in the middle of the night, but I didn't see him."

"So..." Shu Qingmo said.

"The last time he contacted me," Wu Yunmo paused, "was June [-]rd this year."

"June [-]rd?" Shu Qingmo was taken aback, "Isn't that...?"

"At 11:59 at night, he called me." Wu Yunmo said, "I didn't answer."

Shu Qingmo was completely stunned, because Shu Guohua's obituary clearly stated that he passed away at 0:3 on June 4 this year, and it was only [-] minutes before he called Mo Yunmo.

"Aren't you curious what he wants to say to you?" Shu Qingmo asked in a daze.

"Not curious." Wu Yunmo said indifferently, "He's dead anyway."

For a long time, Shu Qingmo had always been envious of Wu Yunmo's peaceful mind that neither pleased with things nor saddened with himself.But now it seems that Wu Yunmo is just tightening a peaceful heart string, trying his best not to let this string produce any fluctuations.

This is like Buddhists who want to achieve the highest state of no desire and no desire, but deliberate pursuit of no desire and no desire has become the greatest desire.

"I really didn't expect Master and Shu Guohua to have such an affair."

In the penthouse at night, Shu Qingmo nestled in Yan Zonglang's arms, unable to digest what he heard today.

"Do you think the person Shu Guohua loves the most is my master?" Shu Qingmo asked.

"It's hard to say, people's motives are very complicated." Yan Zonglang rubbed the broken hair on the back of Shu Qingmo's neck, and said unhurriedly, "But I thought of an episode."

"What episode?" Shu Qingmo said.

"Do you know why I went to Ink Studio to buy paintings?" Yan Zonglang asked.

Shu Qingmo swished up from Yan Zonglang's arms, and asked incredulously, "Couldn't it be Shu Guohua who introduced you?"

"Yes." Yan Zonglang said, "I asked him to introduce me to paintings that are valuable for collection, and he asked me to go to Mozhai to have a look."

"Then you fell in love with my painting?" Shu Qingmo asked.

"Well, I fell in love at first glance." Yan Zonglang said, "As far as I know, there are many popular painters in Ink Studio who are secretly promoted by Shu Guohua, including Luo Jiahui."

Shu Qingmo was shocked beyond measure again. He felt that it was best not to tell Wu Yunmo what Yan Zonglang said, otherwise the string in his master's heart might not be able to stretch.