133. Charity Auctions

In fact, to say that Lian Yi is okay, he has only been back to Lian's apartment for six years a handful, and after going back, he has never looked at Lan Lan except for the first time with a hint of surprise, he thinks that even if he looks similar, he will not be her, sometimes he will laugh at himself, it turns out that he loves her so obviously, and the woman who has disappeared in the past six years has not noticed it at all, and anyone who knows Lian Yi can feel his changes, almost in the past six years, except for a far-fetched smile when facing peace, The stingy does not give his precious smile to anyone else.

Dressed in black clothes all the year round, the breath on his body is getting colder and colder, the short and spiritual hairstyle has covered his eyebrows, and the peach blossom eyes are cold and cold, green and scumbag, and the whole person looks cold and decadent.

And Qin Ranran, who was tortured by her face the most, had to face the face that hurt her to such a situation every day, Qin Ranran was afraid that one day she would not be able to stand it and kill her directly.

How could Mu Miao and Lian Kuan not know Lan Lan's thoughts, they only said that this child was infatuated, and they also wanted Lian Yi and Qin Ranran to divorce, but this time Lian Yi was resolute and put down a sentence, "Except for him who wants to divorce this marriage, no one can control him!" ”

Although Lian Yi is still the unsuccessful president of that small company all these years, Lian Kuan faintly feels that Lian Yi's wings are getting fuller and fuller, but he can't find any traces, maybe he thinks too much, how can this son, who has never been able to become an atmospheric man, break out of the sky with his own ability.

Lian's old house, Lian Yi, who had been in the study for most of the day, finally dealt with the last document, and lay lazily on the chair, all these years he went to find her in addition to the first two years, and in the next few years, he completely focused on his career, he knew her, he was sure that with her stubborn character, she would come back one day without any preparation, and then see each other again, there would be nothing but hatred between the two.

"I said Qi Xin, why are you so weak, you can breathe after walking these few steps, I really don't know how you have survived until now." has become the peace of a slim big girl, with her hands on her hips, helplessly looking at the skinny little boy who followed her.

"Sister, I..." Qi Xin bit his finger uneasily, for fear that the only sister in front of him who was playing with him would ignore him.

"Hey, who made you the first person in all these years to step into this bird's non-laying land." Ping An sighed, she has been used to living here since she was a child, Lian Yi wanted to send her to school, she refused, Lian Yi had to hire a tutor for her, since a month ago, Lian Yi brought back this sick seedling from the orphanage, she finally had a companion, but this sick seedling is really not angry, she can't take him for a walk in the mountains.

It feels really strong, but then again, she only knows two children, and these two children are all sick, and the uncle's son is even more outrageous, with a sallow little face, and he is about to faint at every turn, and that aunt is even more pampered to him, basically not holding and pushing, he hasn't seen him walk with his legs, although the number of times she sees it is not much, as long as she sees it, she will immediately stay away, afraid of encountering something exciting, directly slap him on the shoulder, if he directly slaps him faint, The aunt, who usually looks fierce when she sees her, should have torn her up on the spot.

"Ping, he is not in good health, you have to accommodate him a little more."

"Uncle." Qi Xin raised his thin little face, his black bean-like eyes flashed with stubbornness, and he was very grateful to this person who took him out of the orphanage to give him his current life.

The life of the orphanage is not as loving as on TV, because it can be adopted by a good family, he learned to intrigue at a young age, although the director takes care of him very much, but he is frail and sickly, and he is always known as the object of those naughty children's teasing, and every time he is wronged, he can only sit in the corner and silently wipe his tears, until one day his uncle appears, and he is taken away from the place where he feels terrified and afraid.

Lian Yi gently pulled the corners of his mouth, and his facial features softened a lot, "Are you still used to living here?" ”

"Yes, it's good here."

Ping'an pouted, can it be bad, when there was only her here before, their eyes fell on her, and they shouted at her, since he came, she felt like she had been forgotten by them.

Lian Yi scratched her upturned nose, "You little girl, I know that you haven't been out of the road these days, and you will be suffocated by it, and there will be a charity sale in two days, take you to see it." ”

"What to sell? It's not going to be any jewelry, antiques or anything like that. "The little girl is not interested, and her uncle has been keen on charity over the years, and every time there is an event, she will be excited and go back with the disappointed.

Seeing the gorgeous and luxurious jewelry and those antiques with a dull atmosphere after I don't know how many years have passed, in her opinion, it is not as exciting as digging a nest of birds' eggs, since Qian Xin, who promised to teach her to dance six years ago, she has hated dancing and is crazy about painting, but she does have a talent for this, and she can paint well in just a few years.

"I'm sure you'll like it this time."

"That maybe, if you give me a ticket to the bloody poppy's exhibition, I'll definitely wake up laughing from my dreams."

The corners of Lian Yi's mouth hooked lightly and did not speak, and his eyes fell on the little boy beside him.

"Uncle, is there any problem?" Qi Xin looked down at himself, and Lian Yi's gaze made this boy who had been bullied since he was a child feel nervous.

Lian Yi shook his head, "Okay, let's go play, remember not to run too far." Looking at Ping'an pulling the child who moved his fingers and disappeared outside the old mansion, Lian Yi took away the smile on his face.

Scarlet Poppy - a mysterious woman, a young painter who rose overnight five years ago, her background is unknown, no one knows whether she is a man or a woman, and her paintings are forever covered with a faint layer of sadness, although sadness is faint, it can infect people, and people will be placed in that situation at a glance, such a person should have been seriously hurt in his heart.

In the bazaar, all the paintings to be sold have arrived, and Qian Xin is checking them one by one to see if there are any bad or missing ones, "Wife, are you doubting my ability to do things?" Johnson, who was following behind, looked aggrieved, knowing that this charity sale had been prepared since half a year ago, and the paintings in it were all selected by her, how could he be so careless to damage her.

"I'm just checking it, you know that the day after tomorrow is very important to me."

Qian Xin checked and carefully checked the list of one hundred and six paintings in his hand, "I said you don't want to dangle in front of my eyes, okay?" "Even if you look more beautiful than a flower, there are times when you get tired of it, every time she finishes reading one, he will pass over the next one very doggedly, so she can't stand the queen-level treatment.

"As soon as my wife came to Z City, you began to dislike me, and I already regret bringing you here, let's go back."

"I'm going to get you back." Qian Xin looked around the entire charity bazaar, all the black seats, mahogany furniture, a layer of woolen carpet on the ground, and even the small hammer with gold trim on the auction seat was showing off its value, in a word, in addition to luxury or luxury, how much does it cost, think about her distressed, liver pain, flesh pain, "You can't change to another place in a low-key way." ”

"Wife, aren't you embarrassing me?" Johnson wanted to cry without tears, not only to be able to invite those celebrities, but also to attract those rich people who were not very spectacle, and if the bazaar was too shabby, it would not attract them.

"Wife, in order to achieve the goal, we don't care about the money."

"The blood-colored poppy should be no weaker than the appeal of this venue." Qian Xin rolled her eyes in her heart, it wasn't your money that was spent, of course you didn't feel distressed.

"Wife, do we still divide each other, and besides, if I want to pay you, you don't want it, if you rent a simple venue, maybe people will still suspect that your bloody poppy is an impostor."

Johnson muttered, six years ago because of guilt will take the initiative to pester her, forced to take care of her, he always thought she was the kind of money worshipper who could sell everything for money, but he didn't expect to get along but felt that she was not delicate and pretentious, with a poisonous tongue and a black belly, very different from the woman he knew before, he liked to tease her when there was nothing to do, but I have to say that this woman has really added a lot of fun to his life in the past six years.

The two have always gotten along in this way that is a little closer than their relatives and less passionate than husband and wife, and they are used to having her life, which makes him feel that it is actually not bad to live like this, but this is not possible at all, from the moment she stepped out of the country, she has already planned for the road of revenge in the future.

Although the food and housing are in his house, but the stubborn woman will pay him living expenses every month, in addition to accepting help from other people's connections, she resolutely does not want any help from his financial resources, she said that if she does not rely on her own strength to consolidate the pyramid laid for her, one day it will collapse, he just watched her rely on her own efforts to this day, she continues to enrich herself, and the wealth she gradually accumulates is smack, He knew that the day of her counterattack was getting closer and closer, and he always wanted to find an opportunity to tell the secret that had been buried for more than six years, but he didn't know how to open his mouth, and he was even more afraid that it would backfire and make her revenge even more crazy.

Spent two long days in tension and anticipation, the next morning Qian Xin appeared in a fiery red dress at the bazaar, white as clotted skin in the red lining like a newborn baby white and red, only wearing light makeup and delicate face, as bright and moving as in the past, but missing the previous Qian's smile, expressionless face, cold and compelling, sharp eyes make people feel cold, she has fallen in love with this color over the years, not because of the change in her personality, It's just because it reminds herself all the time of the blood feud she carries.