Slag Gong lost his memory and ran away as a substitute

The works created by myself, even if it is not convenient to sell, can be stored at hand, and one more painting does not take up space.

But Su Wenyu didn't choose to do this.

The meaning behind this is actually very clear - because it is painted with himself, so he doesn't want it.

The joy that had just risen faintly just now was quickly doused by a splash of ice water before it spread. Huo Cheng couldn't help but tighten his brows, his face extremely ugly.

But the strange thing was that the disappointment in his heart was not as strong as he imagined. Even though his chest was still stagnant, he couldn't even get angry, as if... he had expected it.

Huo Cheng couldn't help but smiled wryly.

In fact, how could it not be expected?

In recent days, he hit a wall again and again, as if he had suffered all the blows he hadn't experienced before, so frequently that he had gradually accepted the reality, and he was also used to Su Wenyu's indifference and indifference towards him.

The fingers on his side unconsciously twirled, staring blankly at the young man in front of him, and couldn't help but wonder, was Su Wenyu the same way back then?

When we first got together, he was so happy, he laughed almost every day, he had a lot of longing and anticipation, and he fantasized that the two of them could live happily ever after.

However, I just watched this person's expectations being polished little by little, and the smile on his face faded little by little, but I turned a blind eye to it.

Huo Cheng couldn't help turning his gaze slightly, and said awkwardly: "I will keep the painting well."

Naturally, there is nothing wrong with the result of such processing, so Su Wenyu nodded politely, "That's fine."

"Then First Young Master Huo is busy first?" Pei Jinwen said preemptively.

"Yeah." Huo Cheng glanced at him coldly, then quickly withdrew his gaze, and glanced over the table again.

There were a lot of exquisite pastries piled up on the snow-white flow pattern tablecloth, especially in front of Su Wenyu, some of them were cut in half, and the small plate next to it was still empty.

Looks like he ate a lot.

It turned out that Su Wenyu liked to eat these things.

He doesn't know.

He doesn't know anything.

Huo Cheng's heart tightened, as if being pricked by a string of thin needles, and there were waves of soreness.

He didn't speak any more, nodded slightly to the two of them in the silent and awkward atmosphere, turned and left the box.

The meeting in the afternoon was very lengthy and lasted for four hours, and the topics discussed involved several major strategic cooperation projects. When the subordinates reported, Huo Cheng's problems were like a cannonball, each one was sharper than the other, and everyone was very excited They dare not come out.

As soon as the meeting ended, everyone breathed a sigh of relief, and a few who reported that something had gone wrong felt like they had survived a catastrophe. They couldn't help but raised their hands to wipe the cold sweat off their foreheads.

Sheng Yuchuan quickly finished dealing with the remaining issues of the last transaction. When he entered the office, Secretary Gu was lowering his voice and reporting something to Huo Cheng with a serious face.

Secretary Gu's full name is Gu Yu. Although he is a senior secretary, he is not actually affiliated with the president's office, and he is never in charge of specific internal affairs of the company. He is only responsible for keeping an eye on the Huo family's side branch. Sheng Yuchuan only found out about this recently.

"...Xuan Heng is insolvent, and the net has already begun to be cast."

"The news from the nursing home really lagged behind. I was cured, and they knew I had amnesia." Huo Cheng's eyes were deeply ridiculed, and there was a kind of calmness in his chest, as if what he was facing was not the former power holders of the Huo family, but A bunch of jumping clowns.

Secretary Gu immediately asked at the right time: "Mr. Huo, what's next?"

"Since you can't sit still, help them." He snorted expressionlessly, habitually lowered his eyes when he was thinking, and there was a chill in his gaze, "Release the previously suppressed news .”

"Yes."

"They want to acquire Senna, don't worry about it."

"Understood, does Shun'an Electronics need special attention?"

"No need for now, wait for half a month." Huo Cheng's face was sullen, and when he spoke, his whole body was cold and oppressive, as if being stabbed by a knife, Sheng Yuchuan didn't even dare to look at him.

After Secretary Gu left, it took a while before Sheng Yuchuan dared to approach, with a very complicated look in his eyes.

"I really didn't expect this group of people to be so shameless." He really couldn't see it, so he couldn't help scolding.

Sheng Yuchuan and Huo Cheng barely grew up together, but they separated halfway, and Huo Cheng has always been reserved, so he didn't know everything about this friend, and only today did he understand some bits and pieces of the situation back then.

Huo Cheng didn't elaborate on the specific development, and Sheng Yuchuan didn't dare to ask, but just seeing the tip of the iceberg already made people feel terrified.

He only knew that Huo's family was not peaceful at first, but he didn't expect it to be in such a mess. For a while, Huo Cheng didn't even have a trustworthy person around him, and none of his relatives and uncles could be trusted, and even his parents were nothing.

Leaving aside other methods, even those few near-fatal accidents were all contributed to by all parties. The dish that almost burned his throat was actually made by his mother. More indifferent and weird.

But now, a few of those who have been sent to the nursing home are still thinking about making a comeback by using dirty tricks——Sheng Yuchuan couldn't help but carefully glanced at the man beside him, and said softly with concern: "Brother Huo, you, are you okay? "

On the contrary, Huo Cheng's face was calm, and there was no emotion in his dark eyes, only indifference that could not be resolved.

"What's wrong, if they move their hands, it's a living handle."

He didn't seem to take these actions seriously at all, and the backhand could turn the injuries he had suffered into immediate benefits.

Sheng Yuchuan froze for a moment, opened his mouth to speak but stopped.

At this moment, the knock on the door interrupted the conversation between the two.

It's Special Assistant Jiang.

"Mr. Huo." Holding a blue folder in his hand, he quickly approached from the door.

Then, Sheng Yuchuan immediately noticed that Huo Cheng's breath had changed.

The eyebrows that were originally tightly furrowed slightly relaxed, and the gloomy face also turned soft in an instant.

Well, it must be related to Su Wenyu again.

Sheng Yuchuan curled his lips, feeling very determined in his heart.

"Give it to me." Huo Cheng said.

He took the materials solemnly and opened the folder, but after reading a few paragraphs, the expression in his eyes changed again.

His broad shoulders were subconsciously straightened, and he paused for a moment before continuing to look down.

Looking at it, he suddenly took a deep breath, closed the folder at once, and put it aside.

After thoroughly thinking about his feelings, Huo Cheng decided to treat Su Wenyu well and make Su Wenyu happy, so he deliberately bought Su Wenyu's paintings at a high price, and even paid for the booth fee to keep the cultural hall on display. The risk of plagiarism that may exist in the studio is also eliminated.

As a successful businessman, he is well aware of the so-called rules. In this world, as long as there is enough operation and capital, there is no unworthy artwork, and so are artists.

Since Su Wenyu wants to take this path, it's not difficult for him to help pave the way.

However, the information clearly stated Su Wenyu's talent in black and white. Even after being separated from him, he was able to make friends with the famous Yan Baisui in a very short period of time, and then hooked up with a well-known gallery The master and senior brokers participated in the exhibition to build momentum, and actively prepared for next year's art competition step by step.

Today Xu Yiqi also said that he has not received any manuscripts recently, so it is conceivable that these things should have been planned for a while.

This is Su Wenyu.

With a clear goal and strong execution ability, he does not need others and only relies on himself, so he can have a very good and bright future.

Seeing this, Sheng Yuchuan next to him tentatively reached for the folder. Seeing that Huo Cheng didn't intend to stop him, he boldly took it over and looked at it.

Seeing this, he was speechless again and again, shaking his head and sighing: "Tsk tsk tsk, Brother Huo, I didn't expect Wen Yu to be so powerful!"

Huo Cheng couldn't help laughing at himself.

Yeah, he didn't think of that either.

Whenever he thought he had begun to understand Su Wenyu, the cruel reality always reminded him that it was not enough.

How ironic.

Su Wenyu likes to eat that style of dim sum and that style of car, he doesn't know.

Su Wenyu likes low-key and simple things, and he didn't know that he bought so many high-profile gifts according to his own preferences.

Su Wenyu has such a good artistic talent, but he still doesn't know it. He always thinks that he won't have to work so hard to catch up on the draft, so why bother.

Even... Even Sheng Yuchuan said that Su Wenyu was not completely soft, but actually very strong. He still found it a bit unbelievable that he dealt with a group of gangsters by himself.

He simply didn't know anything about Su Wenyu.

There were roars in Huo Cheng's mind, and his chest was rolling violently. Before he could figure it out, he heard Sheng Yuchuan hemmingly asking in his ear: "Then what, Brother Huo, I don't think you know him very well. What did you like about him before?"

Anyway, Special Assistant Jiang had gone out, and there was no one else here, so Sheng Yuchuan desperately asked.

Does he really feel curious and incomprehensible, shouldn't liking someone be based on understanding?Since Huo Cheng doesn't even know Su Wenyu well, what do he like?

"Do you really like him that much?" He couldn't help but wonder.

Hearing this, Huo Cheng's eyes moved slightly, but he didn't speak.

After a while, he smiled silently.

In just one day, he was once again questioned about his feelings for Su Wenyu.

But this time, he finally didn't have the anger and dissatisfaction he had when facing Xu Yiqi.

Huo Cheng seemed to understand suddenly.

He desperately wanted to save it, so he made promises hastily, always telling Su Wenyu his love, telling Xu Yiqi that he could not do it for everyone, and telling Sheng Yuchuan that he didn't treat anyone as a substitute.

But these are all words.

He could say that, of course Su Wenyu didn't have to believe it.

He was too anxious.

This kind of anxiety has a strong purpose, as if swearing, wanting to chase him back immediately, for fear that he will be snatched away by others, so it is no wonder that people want to retreat.

So Huo Cheng closed his eyes, his whole body was exhausted and weak, and an indefensible absurdity hit his heart.

He answered very lightly——

"real."

It is true love.

I don't know when it started, and I don't know why, but when I found out, I couldn't get away.

"But I treated him too badly before, and I can't prove it now." He admitted frankly, his face was pale and calm, and his words were as soft as a sigh.

"Uh, actually, it's not entirely your fault." Sheng Yuchuan couldn't see his dejected look, felt uncomfortable, and couldn't help but persuade him.

To be honest, if he wanted to put it first, he must feel that Huo Cheng is somewhat self-inflicted, but after knowing Huo Cheng's rough experience, he felt that his friend was really a little pitiful.

But Huo Cheng said, "Blame me."

"But the situation in your family is that it can grow into what it is now—"

"But what does this have to do with Su Wenyu?" Huo Cheng raised his eyes and interrupted him directly.

Sheng Yuchuan was stunned suddenly, a little speechless for a moment.

Huo Cheng couldn't help but twitched the corner of his mouth in a self-deprecating manner, and repeated in a low voice: "It's all my fault."

After losing his memory in a car accident, he selectively forgot those dark things, which is actually a kind of escape.

He hated himself for being treated like this since he was a child, hated himself for having such a deformed life, and hated himself for not being loved before, which is why he lost the ability to love someone.

But Su Wenyu was not wrong from beginning to end.

If he is not willing to give love, he shouldn't ask for it from Su Wenyu.

Huo Cheng always thought that Su Wenyu was his pampered rose.

In the end, he found that he was the spoiled flower grower.

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