Chapter 272: Woman in oil painting

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He spoke lightly, as if it were normal for him to be alone.
But the only one in Zuo was more confused.
Judging from the appearance of the old gentleman, when he was young, he should be a handsome man with money and good looks. Why would he be alone?
Can't guess the meaning of it, Zuo only too lazy to think about it, anyway, these have nothing to do with her outsider.
Looking up, looking around this retro-style study, on a wall not far away, there is a tens of inches of oil painting in which is an extremely beautiful woman.
Zuo only quickly attracted her attention from the oil painting. What fascinated her was not how beautiful the woman in the painting was, but the woman she felt kind of ...
She frowned slightly and approached the picture.
The woman in the painting has an angelic smile and is gentle and generous. The more you look at the left, the more she feels like a person.
But when she thought about it carefully, she couldn't remember where she had seen the woman.
Behind him, seeing her look at the oil painting, Zuo Yi couldn't help but stunned.
The woman in the painting is Shen Tanxi, did she recognize it?
"Do you like that picture?"
Hearing the slightly deep voice behind him, the only one on the left turned his head and smiled slightly, "No, I just think that the woman in the flower is very beautiful. Is she your lover?"
For her words, Zuo Yi was silent for a few seconds, and then spit out a word, "Uh."
She is indeed the woman he loved all his life!
"What about her?" Zuo only asked with a naive face.
Zuo Yi lowered his eyes, looking sad.
"She, passed away."
Wen Yan, the only one left stunned, apologized, "Sorry, I ..."
She really is not sensible, obviously Mr. Zuo said that he is an orphan, but she still can't figure out the situation, so she has to expose others' scars!
Regarding her apology, Zuo Yi just raised her hand and said, "It doesn't matter, she has passed away for a long time."
The childhood memories of childhood, when Shen Zuo was only three years old, Shen Zhenxi was already in his forties, and the two in the photo were almost judged to be so different that Zuo only did not recognize it at all. The woman in the photo is her The deceased grandmother.
At seven in the evening, dinner is ready.
Zuo Yi didn't know her taste, so she ordered the kitchen to prepare a few dishes that Shen Danxi once loved to eat. Unexpectedly, the only one who Zuo Yi ate was quite appetizing.
Halfway through dinner, the only phone on the left rang.
She took out her mobile phone and looked at the phone number, which was the number of the bay villa.
Looking up, she looked at Zuo Yi opposite, she smiled slightly, "I answer the phone."
Having finished speaking, she got up and left the dining table, walked aside and answered the phone.
"Hey?"
"Miss Zuo, where have you been, why haven't you returned yet?"
Xiaocui sounded on the other end of the phone.
"I have dinner at a friend's house, when Shi Yuting is back?"
"Mr. Shi did not come back, wouldn't you come back for dinner?"
"Well, no, no matter how warm? Has she come back?"
"Miss did not return."
Wen Yan said, there was a little disappointment in the sole heart of Zuo.
I do n’t know what their siblings are doing. They did n’t even go back to dinner.
After a brief explanation, the only one left hung up the phone and returned to the dining table.
Watching her sit on the dining chair, Zuo Yi in the main seat slightly twisted her eyebrows.
When she answered the phone just now, although her voice was very soft, he still vaguely heard the name of Shi Yuting.