Zhang Kexin just came out of it and saw the two of them so intimate, and instantly a nest of fire rushed straight into his mind, and he was angry.

Zhong Jiaqi hurt her like this, and actually kissed me and me like this with Qi Jingshen in front of her, it seems that just now, Zhong Jiaqi didn't listen to all her words after all.

She clutched the corners of her clothes tightly with both hands, and secretly vowed to make Zhong Jiaqi pay the due price for everything today!

Zhang Kexin was embarrassed, she turned around and left from the side, refusing to let Qi Jingshen see her current appearance.

Unexpectedly, when he came out, he met Zhang's father and some of his friends, and as Zhang Kexin approached step by step, everyone's brows furrowed and showed a somewhat solemn and embarrassed gaze.

Everyone, you look at me, I look at you, disgusted.

"What does this smell like, it's kind of like it's in the toilet."

"How can such an unsightly scene occur in such a high-end art exhibition today, it is really decent."

"If you want me to say, in the future, the souvenirs auctioned by the art museum will be better than giving perfume."

As they spoke, everyone couldn't help but laugh, and the corners of their mouths rose to reveal a mocking smile.

Zhang's father was already in an unhappy mood, but now it was Zhang Kexin who made him lose face in front of everyone, and Zhang's father glanced at her coldly, with an indifferent expression.

finally sent these people away, Zhang Kexin stepped forward and lowered his eyes, and said apologetically: "I'm sorry Dad, I just ......"

Zhang Kexin's words were just halfway through when he was interrupted by Zhang's father coldly, and his tone was dissatisfied: "What's the matter with you?" ”

His disdainful gaze glanced up and down at her, his eyes full of indifference and disgust, very disgusted.

Father Zhang pointed to the clothes on her body, and saw that such expensive clothes were made like this by her, and he was really angry: "I have told you many times, these clothes are borrowed, you know that even if you borrow it, it costs a lot of money, not to mention that you can't wear such a thing as a dress a second time." ”

"I've wasted so much money by investing in you, and you're giving me clothes like this now? Useless things will appear less in front of us in the future. ”

As soon as the words fell, Zhang's father threw her down and left first.

The more time passed, the more Zhang's father felt that it was a complete mistake to let Zhang Kexin come to Zhang's house in the first place.

Zhang Kexin looked at the back of him leaving, Ba had to have a relationship with her, she was aggrieved in her heart, her throat choked all the words stuck in her throat, very depressed.

All of this was Kang Kexin's mistake, if it weren't for her, this matter wouldn't have become what it is now.

She should be Qi Jingshen's wife, the wife of the president of the Qi Group, and the daughter-in-law of the Qi family.

Zhang Ke's eyes were red like a rabbit, and his hands were clenched together, annoyed and resentful.

Her hatred for Zhong Jiaqi is getting stronger and stronger, and she vows to make Zhong Jiaqi pay the price she deserves for everything today!

She must return these pains to Zhong Jiaqi tenfold and hundredfold, so that she can taste what she feels like now.

finally returned home from the art museum, Zhong Jiaqi can be regarded as getting rid of the flattery of those people.

Since those people knew about her relationship with Qi Jingshen, they all seemed to be self-acquainted, and they couldn't wait to quickly attach a relationship with her.

On this occasion, Zhong Jiaqi really couldn't cope with it and felt that her head was big.

She looked at the painting of her mother that she had gotten and was very happy and excited.

For so many years, she has been searching for the whereabouts of her mother's paintings, and for so many years, she has never stopped.

I really didn't expect to be able to get my mother's painting this time.

At this moment, a familiar voice came from behind him, and I don't know when, Qi Jingshen stood behind Zhong Jiaqi, observing her every move.

"Do you know why this painting is in the auction house?"

"Ever since I was in the museum, I always wanted you to ask me, but I was surprised that you didn't do anything."

What the!? Zhong Jiaqi quickly turned his head, met Qi Jingshen's eyes, and frowned.

She looked at him intently, and the corners of her mouth moved: "What do you mean by this, how did this painting get in the auction house, is there any other hidden secret?" ”

Qi Jingshen raised his eyebrows, wrapped his hands around his chest, and walked over and approached step by step.

This work is indeed a very good work of art.

The corners of his mouth raised a meaningful arc, and his eyebrows and eyes moved and nodded and said: "Of course, you don't want to think about your mother's paintings, which have always been kept in the Zhong family's storage room, even if your father has remarried, he doesn't have time to deal with those miscellaneous things." ”

"The meaning of what I said is already obvious, what it means, I think you can understand."

Father Zhong didn't have time to deal with this, and the servants of the Zhong family were even less likely to think about putting these works up for auction, and the only reason why it was possible to spread them was Wang Xiuling!

Only she has the opportunity to enter and leave the house at will, and she is the only one who will not be able to accommodate her mother's things.

Zhong Jiaqi's eyes were cold, like a sharp knife, piercing into her heart fiercely: "Wang Xiuling has no right to take my mother's paintings, she is not qualified at all." "Daxia Chinese Network

Seeing the cold chill on her face, Qi Jingshen nodded, and he stretched out his hand to signal: "Come with me, I'll take you to a place." ”

After hesitating for a moment, Zhong Jiaqi stretched out his hand and followed him to the attic at the top.

This room, Qi Jingshen is not allowed to be touched by anyone on weekdays.

Even if Shen's mother wanted to come to clean, she had to get Qi Jingshen's permission, so Zhong Jiaqi always felt that there was probably something about Qi Jingshen's ex-girlfriend's personal belongings in this room, or related things.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have taken it so seriously.

Qi Jingshen put Zhong Jiaqi's hands on the doorknob, and his eyes moved slightly: "Open it and take a look." ”

Open it!? Zhong Jiaqi was unexpected, put his hands on the doorknob at his signal, and pushed the door open with a "pop".

The scene that caught her eye made her completely shocked and surprised.

This is a studio with many works neatly placed, all of which were painted by my mother before her death.

There are quite a few paintings, all of which are placed here in perfect condition.

No wonder Zhong Jiaqi couldn't find it at all no matter how much she looked for it before, she turned her head to look at Qi Jingshen beside her and was surprised: "All of them here are my mother's works, I remember them all, it's her paintings, I recognize her paintings." ”

"No wonder I tried so hard, I couldn't find any traces of her, it turned out that all of them were collected here by you, why, you have these paintings of my mother."

Qi Jingshen walked over and explained to her: "Since Wang Xiuling entered your house, she has been taking your mother's things out to exchange money, and Mrs. Zhong's artistic level is very high, so her paintings are often liked by everyone." ”

"If the market is very good, the price will naturally be high, and the people in the gallery will split the account with Wang Xiuling in order to raise that money, so you can't find these at all in the Zhong family."

It's Wang Xiuling again!

She knew that over the years, Wang Xiuling had never repented and had bad intentions.

A woman like this is simply a femme fatale, when she was young, Wang Xiuling didn't know how many things she had done to hurt her, and she also sent her abroad with Father Zhong.

Until today, Zhong Jiaqi clearly remembers that when she went abroad that day, only Zhang's mother cried like a tearful person in the whole family, and she was very reluctant.

And that day, Father Zhong took Zhong Feifei and Wang Xiuling's mother and daughter to the aquarium together.

When I think about those memories, it's really ironic enough.

Obviously her father, he treated her like a stranger, very disgusted and impatient.

Zhong Jiaqi turned his head and wondered unexpectedly: "Why do you know?" ”

Qi Jingshen's eyes fell on her eyes, and his tone was gentle: "Because I said that everything you want, as long as you open your mouth, I will help you achieve it." ”

As everyone knows, from the first time she met Zhong Jiaqi, Qi Jingshen had silently begun to collect everything related to her.

On the way, he naturally learned about Zhong Jiaqi's desire for his mother to paint.

Qi Jingshen's brows moved slightly, looking at her face, which had always been as cold as frost on weekdays, but today she was a little more soft and joyful.

Is this because he found these paintings?

Zhong Jiaqi looked at him, her red lips tilted and she took the initiative to step forward and approach him: "Thank you." ”

As the words fell, she reached out to untie the straps of her clothes.

Qi Jingshen helped her like this, and she also said that she would marry him and give birth to a child for him.

It's time to fulfill this promise.

Seeing her like this, Qi Jingshen's heart suddenly surged with throbbing desire, and there seemed to be a hot flame in his body, burning constantly and very hot.

Seeing that Zhong Jiaqi's clothes were about to fall, Qi Jingshen quickly reached out and pressed her hand, his eyes were cold: "Tonight, I'm not interested." ”

"Rest early, I don't need you to be so proactive then."

As soon as the words fell, Qi Jingshen had already turned around and left.

Zhong Jiaqi looked at the back of him leaving, and thousands of thoughts came to his heart.

Zhong family.

It's been a full week, let alone going home, and even Zhong Jiaqi's shadow can't be seen, and Father Zhong is angry and upset.

Lunch time.

There was a dazzling array of meals on the table, all of which were Father Zhong's favorite meals, but Father Zhong didn't move his chopsticks at all, all of them were neatly placed in front of him.

Wang Xiuling and Zhong Feifei glanced at each other, and spoke in Father Zhong's ear: "Master, your appetite has not been very good these days, and your body will not be able to stand it if you continue like this." ”

"That's it, Dad, no matter how angry you are, you have to take care of your body."