Underworld Chat Group: My Hubby is King Hades

"Zhenzhen, show me the pictures in your phone."

Ning Huanxin whispered to Xia Zhenzhen suddenly.

"Oh."

Xia Zhenzhen quickly turned over the photo in the phone and handed it to Ning Huanxin.

The three people in the photo all smiled brightly.

The background of this photo is nothing special when it was taken on the campus of Linda University.

Ning Huanxin looked at it several times before returning it to Xia Zhenzhen.

At this time, Wu Yi fell silent again.

Even Xia Zhenzhen's family didn't know Mei Aoxue, so this matter was really complicated.

"I... didn't you help me?"

Xia Zhenzhen was a little embarrassed, she looked around, and suddenly, when she saw the painting on the wall, her eyes changed suddenly.

"this painting!"

"Do you know this painting?"

Hearing Xia Zhenzhen's voice, Ning Huanxin immediately asked her.

"Ok."

Unexpectedly, Xia Zhenzhen nodded her head. She walked to the front of the painting step by step, then raised her hand until her fingertips were about to touch the painting, but at last she shrank back abruptly.

"Why is this painting here? I always thought this painting was lost in the bedroom!"

"Oh?"

Hearing Xia Zhenzhen's words, Ning Huan couldn't help frowning, while Wu Yi on the side recovered and couldn't help but walk to the front of the painting.

"This is painted by Ao Xue, she is really talented!"

Ao Xueren is beautiful, simple and clean, and so talented. At first, Wu Yi saw that she was only attracted by her looks, and then slowly, attracted by her talent...

"what did you say?"

At this time, Xia Zhenzhen on the side heard Wu Yi's words and was suddenly a little excited: "You said this was painted by Mei Aoxue? This...this is impossible! This is obviously my painting!"

what!

Hearing Xia Zhenzhen's words, Wu Yi and Ning Huan were stunned.

And Xia Zhenzhen couldn’t help but stare at the painting: “This painting is my work. I painted it stroke by stroke. How could I not know it myself? Look, at the bottom of this painting, On the rock under the plum tree, there are the marks I made when I painted."

Many painters like to leave secret notes in their paintings, just like everyone's password, there can be no duplicates in this world.

Hearing what Xia Zhenzhen said, Ning Huan couldn't help but leaned forward and looked at what Xia Zhenzhen said. There really was a secret note there. You have to look carefully to find out, and that mark is a "Xia" character.

"This is really your painting! Zhenzhen!"

Ning Huanxin believed in Xia Zhenzhen's words, because this mark and the painting were seamlessly integrated, and it was impossible for someone to add it later. It should have been planned by the painter long before he started writing.

"No, it's impossible!"

Hearing Ning Huanxin's words, Wu Yi on the side shook his head vigorously: "This is painted by Aoxue, she will not lie to me, Hongmei Aoxue, this is the same name as her! How could it be Zhenzhen you painted of?"

"This is my painting."

Being rejected by Wu Yi, Xia Zhenzhen was all excited: "This is my award-winning work, which can be found in our hometown! At the beginning, the school said that there are award-winning works to add points! I brought the paintings, but... …When the military training started, I put the painting in the vacant cabinet in the dormitory. After the military training, I lost the painting. Because the painting was not valuable, and I didn’t lose anything else at the time, so... I didn’t have any. Reflect with the teacher."

Xia Zhenzhen's tone was also very firm, and her eyes were extremely firm.

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