"Husband, let's go home. Nan Yitang flicked a stack of notes on his hand, and said with a bright smile: "Today is a good harvest, you can go." Thank you sisters for your generosity, and I hope to receive your money on my card tomorrow. ”

Nan Yitang arrived at the car, and counted the money with great interest, Qin Beimu fastened her seat belt and knocked her forehead.

Nan Yitang shrank in pain, rubbed his head and complained: "What are you doing?" ”

Qin Beimu said with a deep gaze: "Have you played enough?"

"I didn't make trouble. ”

"You're still proud. ”

Nan Yitang put the note into his bag: "You are not happy if I take other people's money, then you can also give me more, I don't mind." ”

Qin Beimu grabbed her hand, and his eyes seemed to see through her: "What do you want this money for?"

Nan Yitang's movements paused, and he turned his head to look at him, "I said, I want to open a company, and I need start-up capital." ”

"This money?"

"If you're willing to support me, I won't have to beg for help. ”

"I can give you money. Qin Beimu grabbed Nan Yitang's shoulder and made her turn around to face him: "But, you have to tell me the truth, what are you going to do?"

"Although the Nan family was defeated, the industry was passed down from generation to generation, and I want the Nan family to get back on its feet. ”

After the Nan family went bankrupt, because of her commitment, Qin Beimu rescued the Nanling Group, but all the rights became his, and the Nanling Group no longer belonged to the Nan family.

What Nan Yitang wants is not an empty shell with the name of the Nan family, but the real Nanling Group.

Qin Beimu was silent for a moment and said, "Yitang, I told you, I will give you whatever you want." ”

Nan Yitang immediately said: "Then you let me go back to Nanling to take power." ”

Qin Beimu replied without thinking about it: "No." ”

"Why?"

"You can't support the Nanling Group now. ”

"Then you teach me, don't let me stay at home and be your canary, you let me go to the company to study. ”

Qin Beimu didn't answer, but said, "Let's go home first." ”

"You've always been like that. ”

Nan Yitang shook off Qin Beimu's hand and wanted to get out of the car, but was hugged back.

"Don't make a fuss, let's go home first. Qin Beimu leaned into her ear and coaxed.

"I don't want to go back. ”

Nan Yitang struggled hard, but he couldn't resist his strength, and finally he was hugged back angrily.

As soon as she entered the door, she locked the bedroom directly, Qin Beimu couldn't come in, and she slept in the study without opening the door for a long time.

Taking power is the only way for Nan Yitang to recapture the Nanling Group, but now whether it is capital or manpower, the Nanling Group has been branded with Qin Beimu.

If she can't pass this level, she won't be able to take back the company, so she can only be trapped in Qin Beimu's prison for the rest of her life, as a stand-in.

Nan Yitang unilaterally fought with Qin Beimu for a few days, although he failed to get a little power from Nanling Group, he still succeeded in getting a large amount of money from Qin Beimu.

This money, she invested in the little-known painter, bought a lot of paintings, and hung them in the room.

Qin Yue also mentioned this when he called Qin Beimu, and couldn't help but complain: "She is also strange, this painter is not famous, she can buy a sub-famous painting at this price, she has to buy something that can't be sold." ”

Qin Beimu's hand that wanted to hang up the phone paused, and asked, "Is that the painter she asked you to find last time?"

"yes, that level doesn't seem to be good. ”

"Have you checked the artist's background? Send me a copy of his information. ”

"Huh, you also like his paintings?" Qin Yue sent him an email, and suddenly realized: "Do you suspect your sister-in-law of her and that painter?"

Qin Beimu warned unhappily: "Mind your mouth." ”

"Well, then I want to remind you, sister-in-law, she seems to be going to that painter's art exhibition today, and no one will go to see the famous art exhibition, only my sister-in-law and that person, a lonely man and a widow......"

"Doodoo ......"

Before Qin Yue's words were finished, the phone was hung up by Qin Beimu.

Wanhui City is a gathering place for young people, full of literary and artistic atmosphere, an inconspicuous corner, hanging with white yarn fluttering in the wind, like a conjuring flag, the paintings on display are also the same gloomy and incomprehensible, weird broken faces, white bones, revealing gloomy and cold.

No one wanted to stop, but a woman stood here for a long time, her red dress commensurate with the white veil, but it gave birth to a great contrast of beauty.

"Do you like my paintings?" said the painter, dressed in overalls dyed with paint that were no longer recognizable.

"I admire his paintings. Nan Yitang turned around and said respectfully.

The painter looked at her: "You are the one who bought many of my paintings?"

"Yes. ”

The painter stared at her for a moment, and said slowly, "No refunds will be made if sold." ”

Nan Yitang smiled: "That's nature, I came today to ask Mr. to paint a picture." ”

When Qin Beimu came, Nan Yitang had just packed a few paintings to leave.

"It's just right, you're here, I can't carry it. ”

Nan Yitang was not surprised to see his appearance, and left the painting to Qin Beimu and walked out.

Although he is still in a cold war with him, it does not prevent him from working.

Qin Beimu held the stack of paintings and glanced at the exhibition, which was indeed deserted.

The painter was holding a brush and drawing something, not paying attention to them.

Li Buyan, a painter, was born in country Y, his family background is vague, Qin Yue did not find out why, in recent years, he has traveled around, opening art exhibitions in various countries, although he is not famous, art exhibitions are not less.

A person who doesn't seem, as if it's nothing. Qin Beimu looked at his back, but felt unspeakably weird.

It's just that Nan Yitang left, and he didn't stay long, and left.

"What are you doing in my car?" Nan Yitang looked at Qin Beimu, who was the co-pilot, and expressed dissatisfaction.

"You don't want to draw?"

"Hmph, where's your own car?"

"I'll have the assistant drive back later. ”

Nan Yitang started the car. said, "I don't want to talk to you. ”

Qin Beimu asked helplessly: "Are you still angry?"

Nan Yitang didn't speak.

"I bought a lot of paintings. Qin Beimu took a look at it, "Haven't you spent a lot of money? I'll reimburse you for these paintings, can you not be angry?"

"Really?" Nan Yitang turned his head to look at him, his eyes watery, and parked the car on the side of the road.

"Can you calm your anger, little princess?" Qin Beimu turned to the side, his hand propped on her side.

"Then I'll reluctantly forgive you. Nan Yitang reached for a check in his suit, but was grabbed by the wrist and pressed against the saddle.

I haven't been close for many days, Qin Beimu's kiss is a little cruel, his hand around her waist, wrapped around his body, and the only thing that is intimate is their breathing.