After Yin Lian left the hospital, he went to Yin's house as soon as possible.

Zeng Xuerong saw that Yin Lian was back, and thought to herself that she didn't have enough money to spend, so she wanted to come back?

"Where's Yulan? Why didn't you bring him back with you? ”

"I'm here to get something." Yin Lian said lightly.

As soon as Zeng Xuerong heard Yin Lian's lukewarm voice, her heart lit up with fire.

"Take something? What to take? ”

Zeng Xuerong's words didn't mean anything on the surface, but after a careful look, the implication was that this was the Yin family, and everything belonged to the Yin family.

"My own stuff." Yin Lian said indifferently, "Have you received my express?" ”

"Express? Without your courier. ”

Yin Lian opened his mobile phone, and on it was the logistics information sent by the courier brother.

"It shows that it has been signed."

As soon as Yin Yuhan came down from upstairs, he heard Yin Lian talk about the express delivery, looked back at the room, and then closed the door and came down.

"I really didn't receive it." After Zeng Xuerong finished speaking, she thought of Yin Yuhan, as if she had received a courier in the morning.

Yin Lian dialed the courier brother's phone and turned on the speakerphone.

"Hey, I have a courier ......"

Courier brother: "The courier has been signed, it was signed by a very beautiful lady, isn't it you?" ”

Yin Lian's eyes met Yin Yuhan, and Yin Yuhan's face suddenly turned pale.

"Take it out." Yin Lian stretched out his hand.

Zeng Xuerong looked at this battle, and Yin Lian didn't seem to be deliberately finding fault.

"Yuhan, did you really take Yin Lian's express?"

Since Yin Yuhan dared to sell Yin Lian's paintings, of course he had already thought of a way.

"When I received the express in the morning, the courier said Miss Yin, because I happened to receive the express delivery too, I thought it was mine, so I didn't look at it."

It turned out that this was the case, and she said that Yuhan was not that kind of person. Zeng Xuerong thought in her heart.

"Where's the courier?" Yin Lian asked.

"It's a painting, isn't it? The painting was a mess, and I thought someone was playing a prank, so I threw it away. Yin Yuhan's answer was not leaky.

Yin Lianxing's eyes narrowed slightly, and there was a chill between his eyebrows.

"Where?" Zeng Xuerong asked.

"Just throw it out in the trash can." Yin Yuhan said.

"There was a garbage truck passing by in the morning, and the painting should be gone." After Zeng Xuerong said with a headache, she looked at Yin Lian, "It's just a painting, forget it, if you like painting, I have it in my room, you can pick one yourself." ”

Yin Lian's face was like frost, and his face was full of expressions that you can't provoke.

"You're going to pay me a picture? That's Benoxing's work, don't say pay me a painting, even if you pay me this villa, it's not enough! ”

Zeng Xuerong was shocked by Yin Lian's momentum, and at the same time was angry by Yin Lian's words.

"The Painting of Benostar...... You've been lying since you were a child! You can open your mouth to tell any lie. What kind of character is Benostar? Is that something you can reach? Do you know how much a Benostar painting is worth? That "Goddess of Impression" is worth 100 million! ”

A hundred million paintings! Zeng Xuerong felt amazing when she thought about it.

Yin Yuhan can also draw, and he does it very well. But her good is that compared to ordinary art students, compared to Benostar, there is no comparison at all!

"The Goddess of Impressions....... Hehe......" Yin Lian chuckled twice, his voice revealing three points of madness, "Then let me tell you, when Benoy Xing painted that painting, I was by her side, and the person on the painting was me!" ”

Zeng Xuerong was stunned, and Yin Yuhan looked shocked.