On the day of the divorce, Lao Gong lost his memory

after an hour,

Shan Cen returned to the bed after taking a shower, kicked the person next to him, but because of his weakness, the kick that seemed to be harsh was actually soft, almost like a tickle.

The kicked person grabbed the thin ankle, lowered his head and kissed it, and coaxed with a smile: "Hey, kick again later, I'll bring you your lunch first."

Shan Cen's face was flushed by his kiss, and he curled up unconsciously with pink toes.

He quickly withdrew his foot, "Oh."

Lin Lu chuckled, got up and went out to bring in the porridge.

Last night was already exhausting, and after a lot of tossing just now, Shan Cen was really hungry. Although the movements were still graceful and decent, the speed was much faster.

Lin Lu looked amused and guilty, "Slow down, there are more."

Shan Cen glanced at him dissatisfied, thinking, he doesn't know who did it.

But still slowed down.

After eating this meal, whether it was lunch or dinner, Shan Cen finally regained some strength.

Lin Lu went to the kitchen to clean up the dishes, while he took the tablet and lazily leaned against the group of workers sitting on the bed watching the art exhibition.

Regarding the art exhibition, after Lin Lu asked for leave for him, he stopped participating, but the people in the group did not avoid him, and a copy of the work progress would be copied to him.

When he has time, he will also follow the progress, and if there are difficulties, he can also help.

And now, they are discussing in the group about the placement of the art exhibition.

Su Feng, who was in charge of the venue, sent a photo.

[Su Feng]: Look at this position, if it is placed in an inverted 'pin' shape, the right side is big, and the left side is two small, it will look good and catch people's attention, but now there is no large painting of a suitable size.

[Mo Yiran]: Move the others over?

[Yu Cheng]: Yes, I remember a picture of orchids, that is very suitable

[Su Feng]: I also know it is suitable, but the location has been arranged. As you know, this location is relatively remote

As soon as these words came out, everyone became quiet, because the placement of the paintings did not only consider the artistic conception and size of the paintings.

painting is valuable,

So in the painting circle, there are high and low positions.

Shan Cen thought for a while, and replied a message.

[Shan Cen]: You can put a relief on the right

Then @chengsheng: Teacher, I remember you just bought a relief sculpture, how about lending it to the art exhibition first?

[Cheng Sheng]: ...

[Cheng Sheng]: If you have time, finish your work early and come back to work, don't keep thinking about your teacher's things

Shan Cen bent his lips.

[Shan Cen]: Well, I see.So @苏峰苏师, remember to go to the teacher to get the relief

[Su Feng]: ...Okay

Lin Lu came in after washing the dishes, and saw Shan Cen looking at the tablet with a faint smile on the corner of his mouth.

The eyebrows and eyes are slightly curved, which is the joy from the heart.

During this time, Shan Cen laughed a lot, but he knew that there was always a layer of veil behind it, and it seemed peaceful, but in fact it was secretly surging.

He looked at it for a while, until Shan Cen felt his gaze, raised his head and looked over, and then walked over.

"What are you looking at? So fascinated?"

The smile in Shan Cen's eyes deepened, "The thing about the art exhibition."

Lin Lu reached out and touched his head, "Want to work?"

Shan Cen nodded, looking at him with sparkling eyes, unable to hide the longing inside.

Seeing it, Lin Lu wanted to agree to him immediately, but... he was always uneasy, as if something was about to happen.

If you want to work, you must come into contact with different people, even strangers, if you are not careful...

He was afraid that he would not be able to protect him.

He lowered his voice and coaxed, "Wait for another two days?"

Shan Cen laughed when he heard the words, "Okay."

"Good boy." Lin Lu couldn't help pinching his face, "I'll go do some work for a while, and we'll go back to the nursing home to have dinner with my parents later."

"Can Dad eat?" Shan Cen asked curiously.

"No." Lin Lu said seriously, "so he can only watch us eat."

"..." Shan Cen.

Is it really okay to kiss your father like this?

·

After Lin Lu went to the study, Shan Cen was still lying on the bed, not because he didn't want to go down, but because reality didn't allow it.

Just as he was thinking about something to watch, the phone beside him rang.

After discovering that it was Ji Bo's call, he subconsciously glanced at the door, then endured the soreness of his waist and legs, got up and walked to the window.

"Jib?"

Ji Bo sighed, and said, "Our people went to Africa, but that person left two years ago, and his whereabouts are unknown."

Shan Cen let out an 'hmm'.

When he remembered that he had seen that person in the African tribe, he was already mentally prepared to find him.

After all, it's been a long time, and it's normal to leave.

Ji Bo was worried that he would be sad, and comforted him: "Don't worry too much, we have photos and portraits now, so it should be easy to find people."

Shan Cen knew that it was not that easy, the world is so big, if he really made up his mind to hide in the deep mountains and old forests, even if they found death, they would not find anyone.

"Jibo has worked hard."

"I don't work hard." Ji Bo said, "On the contrary, young master, don't forget to eat on time, go to bed early and get up early."

Listening to the familiar nagging, Shan Cen's face softened.

At this time, Shan Xiaobai's coquettish meowing sound suddenly came from outside the door, and then Lin Lu's voice telling him to stop making trouble.

One person and one cat, it sounds like there are differences, but in fact they get along well.

The sun is shining outside the window, and the interior is peaceful.

He couldn't help but bend the corner of his lips, and said, "Now that I know Uncle Ji, I will take good care of myself."

"Okay, as long as you remember." Ji Bo said, suddenly recalling the news he received this morning, "By the way, the one in Provincial C Prison said that he had a conflict with someone last night and is on parole for medical treatment. It's been a few days. "

"Last night?" Shan Cen suddenly felt a little strange, how could it be such a coincidence?

"Is the news true?"

Ji Bo: "The people I arrange personally will have no problem."

Shan Cen: "Then can we find out why the conflict occurred? And who did it conflict with."

Ji Bo heard that his tone was wrong, and asked worriedly, "Did something happen?"

Shan Cen originally didn't want to bother Ji Bo with the matter, but after thinking about it, he still talked about the cancellation of his painting last night and the fact that it was replaced with a fake painting.

After hearing this, Uncle Ji became angry immediately, "They are deceiving people too much!!!"

"Do you really think there is no one in my Su family?"

Shan Cen said quietly: "It's really gone."

"..." Ji Bo.

He said helplessly: "Young master!!"

"It's okay Uncle Ji." Shan Cen reassured, "The auction house is run by Lin Lu...a friend's house. He has promised to investigate and the truth should come out soon."

Hearing that Lin Lu knew about it, Ji Bo heaved a sigh of relief, and his heart also settled down, "With Young Master Lin here, I can rest assured."

Shan Cen: "..."

So are you worried about him?

After Ji Bo's relationship, Shan Cen also realized what he was worried about, and said, "You suspect the prison, and it has something to do with your painting being exchanged?"

"Yeah." Shan Cen's gaze was a little heavy, "What a coincidence."

Now that it was an eventful time, it was impossible for him not to think about it.

"Okay, I know." Ji Bo became more cautious when he heard this, "I'll have someone investigate right away."

Shan Cen: "Well, tell me some news."

Ji Bo agrees.

But before hanging up the phone, he still couldn't help telling a few words, "Young master, I know you like painting, but no matter how good a painting is, it's something outside of your body. There's no need to put yourself in danger for a painting, so you should let it go." Just let it go, don’t force it.”

Those who dare to make up their minds about the auction will not be good, otherwise, how could there be no news about it.

When the time comes, the dog jumps over the wall in a hurry, and the young master will be very dangerous.

"Remember to bring bodyguards with you when you go out. Forget it, I'll transfer a few people there for you, otherwise you won't be at ease."

"No need." Shan Cen quickly refused.

Lin Lu had already arranged for people to follow him, if Ji Bo sent people over, he wouldn't have to go out.

Otherwise, during that battle, he might not even want to come out.

"Lin Lu has already arranged it." However, there is another place that needs to be paid attention to, "Where are the parents?"

Ji Bo: "Don't worry, I'll let people pass before they leave for Africa. But in order not to make your parents suspicious, they followed them more covertly."

Now that the arrangements have been made, Shan Cen is relieved.

·

When Shan Cen was answering the phone, Lin Lu next door was not free either.

After finally getting the messy Shan Xiaobai settled, he answered Xia Mingyu's call while looking at the documents.

Suddenly, he stopped the movement of his hands and raised his head suddenly, "What did you say?"

Xia Mingyu was startled by his sudden increase in volume, and said annoyedly, "What are you shouting for? Isn't this an obvious thing? You can intercept antiques at auctions, forge calligraphy and paintings. Isn't it natural to burglary and steal?"

"Compared to doing it at an auction, I think burglary is more reasonable. After all, the real valuables are in the homes of collectors."

"For example, from my house, just take out one casually and..."

Xia Mingyu babbled a lot, but Lin Lu didn't listen to a word, he just felt his head buzzing all the time.

After a while, he finally recovered his voice, "You mean, the Xu family once sent someone to steal from Su Qingsu's hometown and set fire to it?"

Xia Mingyu was a little confused, so, "That's right, didn't there be a fire in the Su family ten years ago? It seemed that his daughter and nephew were at home at that time. I heard that both of them were seriously injured. They have been receiving treatment abroad, and they haven't come back yet."

"But it's normal if you don't know, Mr. Su has spent a lot of effort trying to hide this matter."

If it weren't for his family's deep connections, these things might not be found out.

After thinking about it, he confessed again, "Don't tell me."

Lin Lu was in shock.

In the truth that Shan Cen told him, the fire ten years ago was just an accident caused by a short circuit.

Is it because he doesn't know the truth, or is he deliberately hiding it from him?

He stabilized his mind and asked casually, "What kind of injury did they suffer?"

"Huh?" Xia Mingyu didn't expect Lin Lu to ask this question. Although he didn't understand, he still looked at the information in his hand, "It is said that my daughter was seriously burned and my nephew was overly frightened. But..."

Xia Mingyu closed the file and changed the subject, "It's not entirely credible, there are rumors that his daughter... was raped by someone that night."

Lin Lu's fingertips trembled. Although he had already guessed what it was, he still asked, "What?"

Xia Mingyu said two words.

Lin Lu: "!!!"

Xia Mingyu's words were like a thunderbolt, directly hitting his forehead, his face darkened instantly, as black as ink dripping out, even his voice was full of anger, "Nonsense!!!"

"Why am I talking nonsense?" Xia Mingyu expressed dissatisfaction, he said with reason and evidence, "I think this rumor is quite credible, otherwise, why did Mr. Su go to such great lengths to cover up this matter after spending all his money? "

"If you don't believe me, search the Internet and see if you can find some useful information."

Of course, Lin Lu had already searched, but Shan Cen said that it was because he and Su Xin were seriously ill, and Grandpa didn't want to cause them any further harm, so he took the effort to remove the traces.

"Based on my understanding, I think this possibility can reach 80%." Xia Mingyu said.

Lin Lu noticed that his hands were shaking, and he gritted his back molars hard so as not to drop the phone to the ground.

He knew that he had already believed seven or eight points.

Xia Mingyu is used to living as she pleases, and she is not very reliable, but her family background and status are placed there.

For people like them, the so-called rumors are just to cover up, and if it can be spread, there must be more than 90% of the possibility of being true.

He clenched his fists violently.

If the truth is as Xia Mingyu said, then everything can be explained.

Otherwise, it was just an accidental fire, even if Su Xin locked the door of Shan Cen's room by mistake, with the kind and soft hearts of their mother and son, they shouldn't have suffered such a big trauma.

It makes sense for Su Xin to blame herself, but Shan Cen shouldn't be like this.

He was 13 years old at the time, not a three-year-old kid who doesn't understand anything.

It's because he didn't react before.

How could his baby blame his mother?Even venting anger.

For Shan Cen, even if Su Xin put the knife on his neck, he could find a reasonable and legal excuse for it.

In other words, he was willing to bear the knife.

So, how could it be possible for such a person to have such a serious psychological shadow left behind for many years because of his mother's momentary miss.

But if Xia Mingyu's rumors are true, where was Shan Cen when Su Xin had an accident?

he……

Lin Lu found that he didn't dare to think about it anymore.

He is afraid.

Fearing that the truth that made Shan Cen unconscious and woke him up every night was the cruelest one he didn't want to believe.

He clenched his fingertips tightly and said as calmly as possible: "Okay, I see, let's do this first."

After finishing speaking, he hung up the phone with a 'snap'.

He stood up and walked out, he desperately wanted to hug Shan Cen tightly, just to give him a little warmth.

But when he reached the door, he couldn't move his footsteps.

Lin Lu stood with his head down for a while, then turned around and sat back behind the desk.

Dingding stared at the document in front of him in a daze.

Since Shan Cen tried every means, he did not hesitate to fabricate a lie for him and hide it from him, so he didn't want himself to know.

Even so, he shouldn't add to his troubles and psychological burden.

Everything is as he wishes.