The sun is just right, and the sky is refreshing.

When the taxi arrived at the gate of the hospital, Song Annuan received a call from the art dealer.

"Miss Song, someone has taken a fancy to your paintings and is willing to pay tens of millions to buy them!" Mr. Lin said happily, "The other party likes your paintings very much, and I also want to meet you and have a meal together, I wonder if Miss Song is convenient?" If Miss Song doesn't have time, the other party doesn't force it, but he said that he really likes your work and wants to get to know you. ”

Song Annuan didn't expect that all his paintings would be sold so quickly, and the price was still tens of millions.

More than a week later, Song Annuan's bank account received a huge amount of money, of which she transferred nine million to her father Song Dechang's account.

On this day, the little pudding was also successfully transferred to the VIP ward, which was undoubtedly the biggest surprise for Song Annuan.

She thought that everything would get better, even if she divorced Mu Sihan now, she could also afford the cost of Xiao Pudding's post-rehabilitation treatment with the money from selling her paintings.

In the most luxurious high-end restaurant in City A, Song Annuan was invited to the appointment.

Lin Weixiang, an art dealer, was extremely happy, and excitedly introduced Song Annuan to a wealthy businessman who spent a huge amount of money to buy her works, "Miss Song, let me introduce you, this is Mr. Han Shaoting, who bought your paintings and admires you very much." ”

"Miss Song, no, Mrs. Mu Shao, we meet again."

Song Annuan's expression froze, and he looked at Han Shaoting, who took the initiative to stretch out his hand.

The eyes under a pair of beautiful silver-rimmed myopic glasses overflowed with a friendly soft light.

The so-called reaching out and not hitting the smiling person, not to mention that the other party spent tens of millions of dollars to buy her works to help her solve her urgent need.

"Hello, Han Shao." Song Annuan politely and detachedly reached out and shook hands with the other party gently.

Han Shaoting's thumb rubbed on the back of Song Annuan's hand intentionally or unintentionally, his smile was gentle, and his temperament was as warm as jade, giving people a very comfortable feeling.

If it were another woman, I was afraid that I would really be confused by him.

Song Annuan was very sober and knew that he was doing this to embarrass Mu Sihan.

The paparazzi squatting in the corner ordered a glass of water and pretended to chat, and the camera lens hidden in his arms was facing Mu Sihan who was dining with the latest popular Xiaohuadan on the second floor.

The two didn't know what to talk about, Xiao Huadan smiled happily, and Mousse's cold and cool face was also a lot gentler, and he raised his slender fingers to help Xiao Huadan pull the broken hair of his face behind his ears.

Xiao Huadan's delicate little face flushed, and she hung her head shyly.

The paparazzi looked at the picture secretly captured in the camera and accidentally saw the two people in the middle of the first floor.

Lin Weixiang had already left under the pretext of having something to do temporarily, leaving only Song Annuan and Han Shaoting.

"I didn't expect that Mrs. Mu Shao was still a painter, the divine beast was painted vividly, just like the real thing, I specially ordered someone to hang that painting in the lobby of our hotel." Han Shaoting smiled, "It's a pity that I didn't get to know Mrs. Mu Shao first, otherwise everyone in the city would call you Mrs. Han Shaoting now." ”

Song Annuan has always been very polite, "You helped me a lot by buying my works, I thank you very much, but if you think that you can tease me at will and take advantage of me in your mouth, then you are wrong." ”

"What? You're going to give me all the money back? Han Shaoting asked deliberately, these words undoubtedly embarrassed Song Annuan a little.

Where did she get all that money?

Can you still let your father spit it out?

"Also, the Mu family is not short of this money, you are Mu Sihan's wife, can he still ignore you?!" When Han Shaoting spoke, he always looked gentle, warm, and behaved like a gentleman, "Am I right?" ”

As he spoke, he looked upstairs and waved his hand casually, as if to say hello.

When Song Annuan raised his hand to look, he crashed into the cold and silent gaze of Mousse who had already seen it.