Even though Tang Wanlai has been abroad for many years, it is the first time to hold an art exhibition in Cheung Chau, even so, many people still come to the exhibition on the day of the exhibition.

The second floor of the exhibition hall, a place that does not attract attention.

Tang Wanlai put down his phone and looked at the entrance downstairs.

"Ah Xi, do you guess, will Fu Changfeng come today?"

Wen Xi next to her looked over with her, "Fu Changfeng doesn't lack anything, whether he goes to the Tang family to see his mood, but I think he shouldn't want to see Tang Yingxi." ”

Tang Wanlai's expression was very light, "Tang Yingxi has had a smooth life over the years, and she is overconfident in her identity as the second lady of the Tang family, as if she really doesn't feel that people like Fu Changfeng won't like her kind of yellow-haired girl who has no sense of proportion." ”

There was a knock on the door of the room, and the staff came in to say that there was something going on downstairs: "There is a little girl who has gone missing in the exhibition hall, and she refuses to say that her parents have not yet been found." ”

Tang Wanlai and Wen Xi looked at each other silently, "Go down and have a look." ”

Downstairs in a place with few people, far away, Tang saw a small back, sitting there dejectedly.

The little girl didn't have any emotion, but after looking up and seeing Tang Wanlai's face, she jumped down from her seat, "You are that sister." ”

"Do you know me?"

"I've seen your picture," the little girl frowned again, "Are you friends in that Sister Tang's house that I don't like?"

Tang Wanlai raised his eyebrows slightly, "If you want to tell me who you came with first, I'll tell you." ”

The little girl drooped her head, "With my uncle." ”

Tang Wanlai touched her hair, and before she could continue, she heard a familiar male voice behind her: "Cheng Nianyi." ”

Fu Changfeng stood a few meters away, his face was cold, and he walked straight over.

"Uncle......" Cheng Nianyi hid behind Tang Wanlai. "I don't want to go to Sister Tang's birthday party, she always asks me about you, I don't like her. ”

Fu Changfeng pressed his eyebrows, but he didn't have any expression, and his tone was focused, and he already seemed not angry and arrogant. "Don't cry, isn't it a shame to cry like this in front of your favorite painter?"

"Is this sister?" Cheng Nian immediately stopped her tears, "Wow, this sister is so beautiful and amazing, you praise her, don't talk to that Sister Tang." ”

Tang Wan looked at the man in front of him, a smile in his beautiful eyes, "How did Mr. Fu praise me? I'm here, can you tell me?"

Her eyes were shining, and she looked at Fu Changfeng seriously at this time, really like a child who begged for praise.

Fu Changfeng pulled Cheng Nianyi and raised his eyes to look at her, "Say that one of your paintings is worth eight million." ”

Cheng Nianyi rubbed his eyes, "Sister, can you make me your student?"

"Cheng Nianyi. Fu Changfeng called her.

But Tang Wanlai didn't hesitate to speak, "Okay." Since Mr. Fu is willing to appreciate his face, it means that my painting is not bad, right?"

She bent her eyes and smiled, not shying away from the fact that she had made her purpose clear the last time they met, as if they had just met.

Cheng Nian clapped his hands and applauded, and was holding Tang Wanlai's hand and wanted to look at the painting on one side, when he saw someone coming on the other side.

"This painting is the work I won two years ago, this kind of plagiarized thing can also be taken out for an art exhibition, you are not afraid of being laughed at by others?"