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After breakfast, Lan Qian said goodbye to everyone. This time she came to Yanhuang, she came under the guise of work, and she had to do something practical.

"Lan Qian, why don't you stay! It's not that there is no place at home, what do you do in the hotel? Chen Qingshan took Lan Qian's hand and said.

Lan Qian smiled and said, "It's too troublesome for you, I'm a little embarrassed." ”

In fact, Lan Qian couldn't wait to stay, the purpose of her coming was not Chen Qingyun, of course it was best to live at home. But on the surface, you can't say that, women are sensitive and easy to detect. However, if Chen Qingshan said this, the meaning is different.

As the hostess, Crystal naturally has to speak. After a night of getting along, "she thinks Lan Qian is still a good person, she doesn't feel like she is on top, and she gets along very well."

"Miss Lan Qian, if you don't dislike it, stay here! There are a lot of empty rooms at home, and you and Tsing Yi haven't seen each other for a long time, so it's time to talk more. ”

"Oh well! Then bother Miss Crystal. Lan Qian smiled.

Chen Qingyun smiled bitterly, daughter-in-law, daughter-in-law, you are smart and confused for a while! Isn't that a wolf in the house?

"Claire, let's go." Lan Qian got up and said to Claire, who was sitting with Peach Blossom studying the game.

Claire raised her head and looked at her reluctantly, a little reluctantly.

"Aunt Lan, let Claire stay at home and play with me!" Peach Blossom said at the right time.

Lan Qian had no choice but to nod and said, "Okay then! Let Claire accompany you! ”

"Then I'm going to trouble Assistant Chen today." Lan Qian said with a smile.

"We're happy to help, let's go!" Lan Qian didn't bring an entourage, so Chen Qingyun naturally became the other party's driver as a matter of course, which was also clearly arranged by the old man.

Before going out, Crystal took the opportunity to arrange Chen Qingyun's collar and whispered without smiling: "Don't do this kind of thing to hook up with international friends." You know what grandpa hates the most, be careful, my good husband. ”

Hooking up with international friends? Chen Qingyun thought sullenly in his heart, I'm afraid it's an international friend who hooks up with him, right?

In other words, his obedient wife actually listened to the old man's preferences. Don't look at the old man's treatment of foreigners, but he is very poetic-disgusted with foreigners in his bones. Once when Chen Qingyun was young, the old man said something that made him unforgettable. The daughter-in-law of the Chen family must be a Yanhuang person, and if Chen Qingyun dares to marry a yellow-eyed monster, he will break his legs.

Out of the house, Lan Qian got into Chen Qingyun's Rolls-Royce Phantom. Instead of sitting in the back, I sat in the co-pilot.

"Let's go! Let's step on the idea first. Lan Qian said with a smile.

"Stepping on an idea? Didn't you go to the Star Group? Chen Qingyun asked helplessly. This Nizi is good at everything, but the problem of stealing things can't be changed, and she wants to leave some traces wherever she goes.

"Don't worry, I'm finally here once, you can't let me start working as soon as I come! I finally got rid of Claire's little tail, and I had to celebrate myself. ”

Chen Qingyun knew that Claire had just shown that kind of expression was pretending.

If it weren't for Lan Qian's repeated persuasion and Peach Blossom's confusion, she would definitely not have left Lan Qian's side.

The two came to the city, and Chen Qingyun took Lan Qian to the history museum first. This Nizi is only interested in this ancient thing.

Although Zhonghai City has a prosperous economy, it does not necessarily mean that the history museum has a rich collection.

After walking around inside, Lan Qian stopped in front of Zhu De's flat shoulder.

"Why is there this in every history museum?" Lan Qian asked with some puzzlement. "It's a fake."

Chen Qingyun shrugged his shoulders and said, "Sometimes what a thing itself represents is not its value, but a spirit. This is a bit in conflict with the material spirit of your Western capitalist theory, and it is normal for you not to understand this. ”

"Maybe! When I was a child, my grandfather told me that Yanhuang was an undeveloped gold mountain. It is not easy to enter Baoshan without returning empty-handed. It seems that I still have a lot to learn about Yanhuang. For example, if I sneak this pole, what will be the result? ”

Chen Qingyun smiled bitterly, this girl just likes to drill the tip of the horns, thought about it and said: "The next day, an identical flat pole will appear here." You can steal the tan, but you can't steal the spirit that the tandem brings. ”

Lan Qian chuckled and looked at the flat pole, as if she was really moving, and muttered, "Is your heart the same?" You know that the thing I want to steal most in my life is from you, don't you want me to make my bamboo basket empty? ”

The idioms are used so skillfully, which shows that Lan Qian has put a lot of effort into Yan Huang language.

Chen Qingyun did not answer, and there was no need for him to answer this question. There are so many things that only need to be asked and it doesn't matter if the answer is or not.

Walking around the history museum, there was nothing that interested Lan Xi.

"Coming...... Let's rob the rich and help the poor, right? Lan Qian suddenly burst into inspiration, turned her head and asked Chen Qingyun, who was following behind.

"That's a good idea." , Chen Qingyun chuckled. If Lan Qian is placed in ancient times, maybe the other party will come up with the name of the strange man Yizhimei.

So it was decided: "We will act in the evening." After leaving the History Museum, Chen Qingyun took Lan Qian to the city's art exhibition center. It just so happened that today there is a small and famous painter holding an exhibition here.

Lan Qian, who was born in a big family, has a unique opinion on painting, not to mention that she is also an internationally famous thief, so she has a somewhat paranoid preference for painting. Chen Qingyun knows that in the boudoir in the UK, there are at least three masterpieces of more than 100 million yuan.

The theme of the exhibition is oil painting, and the painter's preference is pastoral style paintings, with bright colors and beautiful artistic conceptions. Although it is not everyone, there is a back-to-basics artistic conception.

There were a lot of people who came to watch, and with the flow of people, Chen Qingyun and the two watched while walking, occasionally stopping to admire.

"This painter is good, and if you hone it for another twenty or thirty years, you may have great achievements." , Lan Qian said with a smile.

Chen Qingyun knew that Lan Qian was probably right. This girl's views on painting have a unique aspect. Chen Qingyun can roughly distinguish the truth from the fake, but it is difficult to see the essence of it, but Lan Qian is different, she can penetrate the essence at a glance, this is talent!

The conversation between the two is ordinary, and it looks like a bit of a hero, which makes the people who come to watch it sneer. This is a bit of a pretense.

However, "no one noticed that an old man with white hair not far from the two of them was a little brazen.

He muttered, "Twenty or thirty years, I'm afraid I won't live to that time." It's enough to meet a confidant today ......"

Coming to the second floor, Chen Qingyun saw a woman wearing a black raccoon dog jacket standing not far away, pencil pants, a pair of black leather boots underneath, and a pair of black gloves on her hands. It looks elegant and mysterious.

Is this woman a color controller, with some almost maddening paranoid love for black? Every time I saw her, she was dressed in black.

The woman is looking at a special oil painting. A dilapidated straw house, a pumpkin patch, a scarecrow, and on the shoulder of the scarecrow a crow with its mouth open to the sky. At sunset, it all takes on a golden cloak.

It looks a bit western, like a beautiful fairy tale.

In front of this painting, there is only this woman in black, and now there are two more Chen Qingyun, and the three of them look at the oil painting in a strange triangular posture.

Silence, silence, for three minutes.

Chen Qingyun asked Lan Qian beside him, "What does this painting mean......

"Flutter ......" Lan Qian laughed, her voice was very loud, and there was a bit of unscrupulous taste, which immediately aroused the contempt of some enemies and elegant people. In such a place full of elegance, it is really unsatisfactory to make noise.

Seeing the white eyes, Lan Qian chuckled and shook her head, this man is really a superb. I just nodded my head, as if admiring the writer's heritage, this would actually ask such a question.

Not only Lan Qian was moved, but even the woman in black next to her trembled, obviously being thundered by Chen Qingyun.

The artistic conception shown in this painting is not just a manor at sunset, but an artistic conception of the artist. The years have grown, and the original scenery has gradually passed with the old age, leaving only a dispensable "hysterical howl" crow that cannot change everything. In fact, the crow is also the author's heart that longs for youth. This is the author's perception of life, but unfortunately few people can understand it......" The woman in black spoke surprisingly, and her voice was very beautiful.

"I agree with this statement...... Lan Qian looked at the woman in front of her with a smile, "and she seems to be a connoisseur as well. The color palette of this painting is mostly yellow, which also shows that the artist is trying to break the convention. It shows his desire to be young, but it's a pity! He can't wait twenty or thirty years, but it's a pity ......"

The woman in black kept looking at the words, and turned her head after listening to Lan Qian's words, with a faint smile on her face.

"I didn't expect that Miss is also a person who knows how to draw...... "The woman in black said.

"Just study it once in a while......" Lan Qian said with a light smile.

Chen Qingyun scratched his head, doesn't this mean that he doesn't know how to draw? But he is not a person who wants to save face, he really doesn't understand. But he has a greater advantage, and that is that he understands women.

"I didn't expect us to meet again so soon," Chen Qingyun said with a smile......

The woman in black smiled and nodded: "Yes! I didn't expect to plan to leave a few days late to visit Zhonghai, but I was lucky enough to meet Mr. Chen again......"

"That's fate! By the way, yesterday I also met my sister who was with you last time. I seem to have forgotten to ask for my name, can you tell me......"

The woman in black smiled and said, "If there is fate, you will definitely know, don't you......"

Chen Qingyun hates fate, how can a woman raised by a son of a son like to talk about fate? It's really a little virgin who has never been to a woman!