Chapter 19:

Genius painter shocked Miaolin Cup!
In just one morning, things in the art gallery were posted online, and the traffic soared. As the saying goes, laymen watch lively, especially such a magical scene, many netizens have stated that they want to admire it.
In the art museum, the reporter interviewed Mian Feng and asked him what he thought of the painting.
Mian Feng honestly gave a very high evaluation. When asked about the gambling game, he was quite calm, saying that he might lose, and he would give up Xia Xuechang according to the agreement.
The reporter asked: "Will you feel sorry?"
"A little," said Mian Feng, who was still proud, "but I tried my best and had a clear conscience, and it made me a good friend."
The reporter guessed: "You mean Wen Qi?"
"Yes." Cotton Maple said.
He stopped talking and asked the bodyguards to block the reporter and left the art museum to go to the Wen family. The situation was special before, he had never seen Wen Qi, but now it is OK.
The Wen family had finalized their dissolution of the marriage contract. The uncle saw that they could not persuade them. They had already left, and the elder brother had to go to the company to sit in the town. The grandfather Wen and father were left in the living room.
Wen Wen let the cotton maple enter the door. When he heard that he was looking for his younger son, he brought the person upstairs. Thinking of the elder son's speculation, some people did n’t understand what their young people were playing. It's good to pay the blue board. What second layer is it?
Wen Qi was about to make up for her sleep, and when Mian Feng came to visit herself, she suddenly sighed.
He deliberately angered the man to set up a gamble, and tossing around not only failed to achieve the goal, but also pitted others.
He has never loved anyone, and I don't know what it feels like to give up a person, but it should be uncomfortable, right?
If he had known that Zhuo Wangcai could come out in the middle of the night, he would just wait for the to come, and then pretend to be stimulated to release the marriage contract, so as not to harm Cotton Maple.
Mian Feng looked at him and said sincerely, "You are very good."
"I'm just taking art seriously." Wen Qi stepped into the state.
Although he didn't know this, he had to finish the play after all. He pulled a man on the sofa and said, "I have to go through an ordeal to be inspired, but it's not fair to you."
Mian Feng said: "It's okay, I'm willing to lose. How are you? I saw a lot of people around you in the morning, is it okay?"
"... Okay," Wen Qi smiled quietly, and said silently, "Even if I win, I will terminate my engagement."
Cotton maple froze.
"I don't remember him and he doesn't like him, and having a marriage contract with him scares me," Wen Qi said. "As soon as I close my eyes, I can dream of the trafficker ..."
When he was halfway there, his hand was held.
Mian Feng didn't coax someone, just let it go and let go, don't overdo it: "Don't be afraid, I'll stay with you."
Wen Qi felt that this trend was a bit wrong. After thinking about it, I added it: "I really want to complete you, or if we make another bet, you can continue to chase Xia Lingxuan if you win ..."
"No, you don't need to say more," Mian Feng looked at him, "I won't anger you because I lose, we are still friends."
Wen Qidao: "Yes."
The two talked for a while, and Mian Feng was rushed back by his family.
After losing his sleep, Wen Qi went online boringly, and soon saw his masterpiece, freeze the video to the final product, and suddenly found that the style of the painting is a little familiar, but I can't remember where I have seen it.
He couldn't fall asleep anyway, he just pondered over the painting and passed the people in the Wen family. He felt that it was impossible for the old man and the father, otherwise he would be prevented from canceling the marriage contract. As for the eldest brother, from the standpoint of attitude, he is very in favor of the marriage contract, but I don't know if this person has moved hands.
Wen Qi dialed the e-mail address of his elder brother and said, "Do you know, I want to lose in this competition."
Brother is also a little strange about this, and asked: "Later, you felt that it was too shameful to lose, so you just want to win the bet before breaking the engagement?"
Wen Qi looked at him: "What do you say?"
The elder brother said, "It should be."
Wen Qi did not speak, and looked at him quietly. The eldest brother was inexplicable and asked if he was okay. Wen Qi glanced again and said, "It's okay, goodbye."
"..." The older brother was confused, and the younger brother might have pumped again, so he continued to work.
Wen Qi removed his elder brother from the list of doubts and thought for a while, then suddenly thought of a person, Yun Qiu.
Yunqiu's college entrance examination is over, and my classmates have gone on a graduation tour. Currently not in the capital.
However, during Qi Qi's recuperation, Yun Qiu had seen him, and it was indeed possible to touch the painting. However, Yun Qiu's temperament was soft and he would not be too opposed to his opinions. It would not reasonably prevent him unless he was instructed .
He just called Yunqiu just in case.
As soon as it was connected, Yun Qiu's cheerful voice came: "Cousin, I saw the video, you are too great, how did that color change? My classmate and I guessed for a long time ..."
Wen Qi said: "I accidentally dialed the wrong number, you guys have fun and talk back."
He finished the hang-up, and secretly said that the side branches of the Wen family who were in favor of their marriage contract were left. This range was a bit large, not to mention that they could accept buyers and let their family members do the work.
He thought about it, and asked the housekeeper to ask for a list of guests who have been to the house recently, and then went to the family to chat with smiles.
He doesn't believe that man!
The art gallery is still lively.
Wen Qi's paintings became a sought-after item, and many people wanted to acquire them on the first day. Mrs. Xia and her girlfriends strolled around, and when they went back, they told the matter to their husbands happily. It wasn't over until Grandpa Xia came back, and she smiled, "Dad, Xiao Qi will definitely win."
Grandpa Xia nodded, with some guilty conscience-the child worked hard to win the gamble. He didn't have to wait for a few days to pour cold water. I don't know how sad he would be then.
Mrs. Xia didn't think enough, opened the communicator and showed him the video. Grandpa Xia only knew the results, but he didn't even know what happened. At the moment, his eyes suddenly jumped. Seeing his look unknown, Mrs. Xia wondered: "Dad?"
Grandpa Xia said "Um", staying up to the night with patience, and rushed into the grandson's small second floor. He asked his head and face, "Did Xiaoqi make your hands and feet? Are you crazy? Do you know how much outside? Is anyone staring at you? "
Xia Lingxuan was sitting on the sofa and drinking red wine. He heard that he poured a glass of it in a good manner and said, "On a small video, they can't see the problem."
Grandpa Xia couldn't help it. "What kind of hand do you insert? Will it be over if he loses?"
auzw.com He paused a little, realizing the problem, "He took that painting to participate in the competition, was he trying to lose?"
"Well, but I don't want him to lose," Xia Lingxuan passed the wine glass. "Grandpa, I won't bully him in the future, let's live together?"
Grandpa Xia's heart jumped, and he narrowed his eyes to look at him, and then his voice was a little tight: "You ... you're not just interested in him so simple, are you?"
Xia Lingxuan said: "It's interest."
Grandpa Xia asked, "What about letting you go and find someone else to play with?"
Xia Lingxuan thought and didn't want to say, "Don't let go."
As soon as the words came down, he first hesitated and became silent.
Just listen to Grandpa Xia repeating in a statement tone: "You are not just interested in him."
Xia Lingxuan did not refute this time, holding a wine glass, it seemed to be meditating.
"Then you can't be with him!" Grandpa Xia sternly said, "You leave me here tomorrow, and come back after the summer vacation, you will not be allowed to see him later!"
The anger in Xia Lingxuan's eyes flashed: "Grandpa!"
Grandpa Xia said: "No discussion!"
"Gluck".
Xia Lingxuan crushed the wine glass directly, and blood mixed with red wine instantly filled his hands.
Grandpa Xia's breathing was stagnant and he did not budge: "You don't know what's going on with yourself, think about how Xiaobei died, do you want to follow their footsteps!"
Xia Lingxuan stared at her hand quietly, with almost no expression on her nearly perfect face.
Grandpa Xia suddenly felt that breathing was difficult, and he took a step forward and crouched down in front of his grandson: "Xiao Xuan, you know the consequences of being trapped. Since you think he is good, don't let him be hurt ..."
His throat narrowed, and his heartache dumbed out and said, "Let's let go while you're not obsessed with him."
Xia Lingxuan was still silent. When Grandpa Xia wanted to persuade him again, he saw him twirling his mouth to reveal a somewhat twisted smile. Grandpa Xia's expression changed, and he hurried away, looking at him scalply. Xia Lingxuan sat still, but slowly opened her mouth and squeezed out a word from her teeth: "OK."
Grandpa Xia's tense nerve suddenly loosened. Looking at his grandson's condition, there was a pain in his face: "I will take care of the marriage contract. You can go around in the summer vacation and use the previous reason."
Xia Lingxuan smiled for a moment before returning to the expressionless face, sitting motionless.
Grandpa Xia said, "Your hand ..."
Xia Lingxuan said coldly: "It has healed."
Grandpa Xia imagined the picture of glass in his intact hands, and his eyelids jumped: "Don't forget to get the broken glass out."
Xia Lingxuan said: "Yes."
Grandpa Xia knew he wanted to be alone now, sighed, and left.
The door made a long "squeak" sound.
The whole small building was immersed in suffocating silence.
Late at night.
Wen Qi was a bit sleepy after talking to his family in the afternoon, and he slept until dinner, but now he can't sleep.
He looked at the time, remembering that he had been "resting" for nearly a month, and felt that it was too lossy, so he changed clothes and went out. He went to a luxury club in the country and planned to enjoy the night life. At the gate.
The lobby manager apologized, "Wen Shao, minors cannot enter."
Wen Qi laughed: "Less come, there must be a lot of minors in it, I don't believe you let me go and search."
The lobby manager smiled slightly, explaining: "They are all coming with adults, and Wen Shao also has an appointment?"
Wen Qi stared at him.
The lobby manager had trouble speaking.
Who in the upper circles does not know that this young master has a problem with his mental state, something really went wrong with them and he cannot afford it!
Why don't you put people in first, and then contact the Wen family? The manager saw the young master still standing still and was planning to change his strategy. He only heard someone laugh and said, "Wen Xuexi?"
Wen Qi turned around and found Fu Xiao, who was followed by a dozen people, and even Xia Lingxuan.
He walked over strangely: "Fu Xuechang came out to play?"
Fu Xiaodao: "Well, come to celebrate a friend's birthday, what about the younger brother?"
Wen Qi is even more strange.
As far as he knows, Xia Lingxuan usually only attended the birthday party of Fu Xiao and Xi Hengjie, but today is not the birthday of those two people ... He looked at Fu Xiao and saw this person squinting at himself, then he knew he was right: I don't know what way to dig out Xia Lingxuan, and I plan to get drunk and tickle!
Talent!
He praised in his heart and said, "I'll see if an acquaintance can drink a glass of wine."
Come on!
Fu Xiao smiled immediately: "Let's go with us."
Wen Qi followed him obediently and whispered, "How did you get him out?"
Fu Xiaodao: "I just tried to ask a question, and he agreed, maybe in a bad mood ..."
He spoke and shut up.
Wen Qi understood this.
Why is Xia Lingxuan in a bad mood? It is estimated that he wants to win the gambling game and can't terminate the marriage contract!
He smiled slowly: "It's all right, I'll comfort him, he's in a good mood."