Tang Jingcheng's exhibition is about to start in a few days, Yu Huanxi was busy for a while, contacting the media and confirming various matters such as pre-exhibition publicity, Tang Jingcheng didn't care about anything anyway, she only published works.

But Yu Huanxi didn't mind at all, she had cooperated with Tang Jingcheng for almost three years, she knew this girl's temper very well, knew that she hated hype the most, and she never cared about the preliminary preparation and publicity work.

This exhibition has been planned for more than half a year, and the original intention of the exhibition was to cooperate with the government platform in the name of charity, but in fact, Qiu Qiguan was paving the way for Tang Jingcheng.

Although Tang Jingcheng is already well-known in the industry and has won several awards, her qualifications are still young in the age-based art world, so Qiu Qiguan wants to use his connections and influence to jointly hold an exhibition with her.

Originally, this was a good thing, and the two had already obtained a certificate to confirm their relationship, and this gimmick alone could ensure that this exhibition would not be unpopular, but Qiu Qiguan died suddenly in a car accident three months ago, that is to say, some of the works on display this time will be out of print for Master Qiu's posthumous works, and the collection and commemorative value are unimaginable.

Yu Huanxi was extremely excited when she thought of this, and couldn't help but pick up her mobile phone to call Tang Jingcheng.

"Hey, Shock, did you see the dress I asked someone to send you?"

Tang Jingcheng replied coldly: "I saw it, but I don't want to wear it!" ”

"What, don't like it?"

"It's too showy, it's not suitable for the occasion on the day of the exhibition!"

"Ouch, what's not suitable!" Yu Huanxi interrupted, "On the day of the exhibition, you are the protagonist, and you are attending as Mrs. Qiu and Mr. Qiu's protégé, you are going to be interviewed at that time, of course you have to dress better!" ”

Tang Jingcheng didn't bother to say anything about this, she hung up the phone directly, threw the skirt in the box into the cabinet, and lit a cigarette......

It's a joke, Qiu Qiguan has only been dead for three months, and she actually has to wear such a gorgeous dress to attend the exhibition as a surviving person.

Yang Xi seemed to be very stable for a while, and she hadn't appeared again since she went to Tang Jingcheng's door to block her once.

In the blink of an eye, the day after the exhibition day, at night, Tang Jingcheng sat on the balcony smoking after taking the medicine, and suddenly remembered the scene when Guan Luo pressed her on the ground that day, she always remembered his eyes at that time, which were black and shiny, and there was obviously a fire burning inside, but he never made any mistakes to her.

Funny man!

Tang Jingcheng pinched his cigarette and dialed Guan Luo's number, and "beeped" several times before someone answered it.

"Hey......" Guan Luo's voice was very soft, as if he was deliberately suppressing.

Tang Jingcheng was a little uncomfortable: "Is it inconvenient for you to answer my phone?" ”

"No, what's the matter with me so late?"

"I just wanted to ask if you will come to my exhibition tomorrow."

Guan glanced at Lou Qingxiao, who was sleeping in the bedroom, and replied, "Go, I just have time." ”

Tang Jingcheng breathed a sigh of relief: "That's okay, good night!" So he quickly cut off the phone, Guan Luo was baffled by her, and called him in the middle of the night to ask him this? What a troublesome maniac!

After Tang Jingcheng hung up the phone, she sat on the balcony alone and giggled, the smoke was billowing, and her eyes seemed to be sour.

I don't know when I started relying on this man, but when I learned that he would go to the exhibition tomorrow, I felt a lot more at ease.

The exhibition is set up at the Yunling Art Museum, starting at 9 o'clock, and there will be a small press conference at 10:30 a.m.

Early the next morning, Yu Huanxi sent a driver to pick up Tang Jingcheng, and when she was close to the art museum, she swallowed two pills in the car, she knew who she would face and what things she would face for a while, and she knew that the reporter was most interested not in the works in this exhibition, but in Qiu Qiguan's car accident.

Sure enough, as soon as I got out of the car, I saw several reporters rushing over, but fortunately, Yu Huanxi was already waiting at the door in advance.

"Sorry, it's not interview time, you can ask questions later in the meeting." Yu Huanxi and a few security guards escorted Tang Jingcheng into the museum, walked through the staff passage, and went to a secluded place before Yu Huanxi said: "Jingcheng, Mrs. Qiu has arrived, waiting for you in the lounge, saying that she has something to tell you." ”

Tang Jingcheng's face changed suddenly.

The old lady Qiu in Yu Huanxi's mouth is Qiu Yueyi, a famous antique dealer in the industry, Qiu Qiguan's mother, her nominal mother-in-law, but this mother-in-law has always disliked her, and after Qiu Qiguan's death, they only met each other once at the funeral.

"I know you don't have a good relationship with her, but it's only natural for her to come on this occasion today, so let's go and meet it, so as not to make too much trouble!" Yu Huanxi persuaded her, Tang Jingcheng nodded, and walked to the lounge by himself.

……

The museum opened on time at nine o'clock, because it began to build momentum half a year ago, and Qiu Qiguan passed away suddenly, so there were many visitors, including many well-known collectors in the industry who wanted to see Qiu Qiguan's posthumous works, but Tang Jingcheng did not show his face for a long time.

Yu Huanxi was in a hurry, and sent the little assistant from Tang Jingcheng's studio to look for it in the lounge, but the assistant quickly ran back.

"Sister Yu, there's no one in the lounge."

"Mrs. Qiu isn't here either?"

"Yes, not a single one!"

Oh no, this girl won't run away on the spot!