The supervisor's face turned unpleasant, stared at Yu Qinglime and said, "Miss Yu, I can't hide it, it's a big boss who came to buy your painting this time, and we can't offend." Even if you really don't want to sell, please negotiate with the gentleman yourself, we can't call the shots. Please understand us. ”

When Yu Qinglime heard this, she picked her hand slightly crampedly, and could only reluctantly agree: "Okay, then please ask Mr. in charge to take me to meet the gentleman who bought my painting." ”

Seeing that she finally relented and agreed to meet someone, the supervisor breathed a sigh of relief, and her attitude became much better: "Miss Yu, please come with me." ”

Yu Lime took a deep breath and followed him.

The pair of sisters and brothers behind him watched the interaction between the two, and Qiqi suddenly said to his sister: "Sister, do you hear, that sister is also a person who loves painting!"

His sister looked at Yu Qinglime's departure in a complicated direction, turned around and touched Qiqi's head, and said, "Qiqi has to learn more from that sister, and he can be successful in the future!"

Hearing this, Qiqi nodded solemnly: "I will definitely work hard!"

Yu Lime followed the supervisor backstage and stopped at the door of a room.

She glanced up at the three words written on the door: VIP room.

Before he had time to think about it, the supervisor had already knocked on the door, and after hearing the sound of "enter" inside, he followed him in.

As soon as he entered the door, the smell of smoke made Yu Qinglime frown,

"This is the author of "Ryome"?"

Yu Qinglime's body suddenly froze in place. How does this sound ...... So familiar?

Yu Qinglime slowly looked up, and sure enough, she saw Gu Mo's figure.

Gu Mo was holding a cigarette in his hand, still sitting in a wheelchair, and Yi Fan was standing behind him, his thin lips were slightly pursed, his face was slightly psychedelic in the smoke, and the corners of his mouth seemed to be raised, which was very seductive.

His gaze swept casually over the doorway, and the corners of his mouth froze instantly when he saw the person standing at the door, and then his face became very strange.

"How are you!"

"How are you!"

Both of them widened their eyes and said in unison.

Gu Mo's eyes shrank, staring at Yu Qinglime tightly, and said in a deep voice: "You are Wanshou?"

Yu Qinglime hesitated for a moment and nodded. "It's me. ”

Gu Mo was completely silent.

Yi Fan, who was behind him, saw this situation and hurriedly stepped forward to send the group of organizers: "Our president wants to talk to this author alone, please avoid it, thank you, thank you!"

All the people have eyes. Seeing that Gu Mo didn't even enter the exhibition hall, he walked in directly and asked to buy the "cool eyes" by name. Look at the situation in front of me again, this author called "Wanshou" is cute and cute, with a petite body of an Oriental person, standing there I see pity, Mr. Gu collided with this little girl, dry wood touched the fire, I don't know what will happen, they better leave as soon as possible, don't disturb the Yaxing of the gold owner's father.

Everyone left very quickly, and in less than ten seconds, there were only Yu Qinglime, Gu Mo, and Yi Fan left in the VIP room.

Yi Fan also retreated, guarding the door to prevent people from entering, Yu Qinglime looked at all this they did, his heart was slightly flustered, he wanted to leave, but he remembered his purpose, his body was fixed again, he puffed up, and said to Gu Mo: "Do you want to buy "Liangmu"?"

There were no outsiders, Gu Mo didn't care anymore, got up from the wheelchair, and walked towards Yu Qinglime step by step.

"Which manshou are you?"

He asked the donkey's lips not to the horse's mouth.

Yu Qinglime frowned: "Is there anyone else in this world who has the same name as me?"

Gu Mo asked, "You also painted "Midnight"?"

Yu Qinglime listened, was slightly stunned, but nodded: "How do you know about midnight?"

Gu Mo: ......

He couldn't tell how he was feeling right now. It turned out that in the past few years, I had been looking for this "longevity" work all over the world, and in the end I found that this author was actually by his side, or his nominal wife??!

This world is so fantastic!

He couldn't accept this reality, and he didn't know whether to be angry with himself or Yu Lime, so he suddenly took a hard puff of his cigarette and walked over in three steps and two steps, approaching her face.

Yu Qinglime shrank back fiercely, took a step back in horror, and quickly tightened his coat: "You...... What are you doing?"

Her actions made Gu Mo even more displeased, and she suddenly raised her hand, controlled her head, and watched Mu Xia's eyes widen in horror, the corners of his mouth were hooked evilly, and his face slowly pressed down.

Yu Qinglime was shocked, closed her eyes tightly, and trembled in horror, just when she thought she was going to be insulted by Gu Mo, a bastard, today, she suddenly felt Gu Mo's face stop less than ten centimeters away from her, she mustered up the courage to open her eyes, and saw Gu Mo smiling slightly, suddenly opened her mouth, and spit the whole mouthful of smoke on her face.

"Ahem, ahem...... cough cough cough cough ...... "Yu Qinglime didn't know where the strength came from, so she broke free from Gu Mo's Shu restraints, covered her throat and coughed hard, squatting on the ground, tears flowed out.

Seeing her like this, Gu Mo finally felt a little more comfortable, took a heavy puff of cigarette, and admired her performance.

"Ahem...... Gu Mo...... cough cough cough ...... You... Fuck off...... cough cough cough ......"

Gu Mo snorted lightly, ignored her, turned around and walked over and sat in a wheelchair again.

"When we're coughing enough, get up, and we can talk about the sale of works. ”

Yu Lime coughed for ten minutes before stopping. Her eyes were red, she stood up straight, looked at Gu Mo and said, "I don't want to sell this painting." ”

Gu Mo sneered and ignored what she said.

Yu Qinglime was a little anxious, she couldn't care about the fact that this man was still bullying herself just now, and hurriedly said: "Gu Mo, I'm serious, I don't want to sell this painting." ”

Gu Mo finally raised his eyelids and glanced at her.

"Don't want to sell it to me?"

Yu Qinglime tasted his words carefully, and corrected: "It's not just that I don't want to sell it to you, I don't want to sell it to anyone!"

Gu Mo narrowed his eyes dangerously.

"Miss Yu. "I think you should know that since you have marked the price and allowed your work to be displayed in the hall outside, you should be ready to be bought." Instead of being like now, someone took a picture and told the buyer that it was not for sale!"

Yu Qinglime was anxious, and walked over quickly to Gu Mo: "I was forced, that number was filled in casually, at that time, the organizer said that if you want to participate in the competition, you must fill it in, so I filled it in! Besides, Mr. Gu, my painting is not worth 30 million at all, you spend so much money to buy a painting of mine, it is better to use this money to find a good product of a famous creator, it must be much better than mine." ”

Gu Mo glanced at her coldly: "My money, I can spend it how I want, I don't need Miss Yu to tell me here." I want to buy this "cool eye" now, and I don't hide it from Miss Yu that I have already sent the money to the organizers. ”

Yu Qinglime's eyes widened, and she was really a little angry now.