Xu Bo readily agreed, "This is no problem, this matter was handled by my second son, and I will ask him to pass on the other party's information to you later." ”

Qin Wan thanked him, and was already guessing who bought the cruise? Will it be Nightlord

……

Qin Wan frowned, and after hanging up the phone, her mood was still heavy.

And in order to solve the confusion, she can't sit still, she must quickly think of some ways to test him......

At about half past three in the afternoon, the person who had been missing for half a day finally returned.

As soon as Yejue arrived home, he asked about Qin Wan's situation, and his posture and tone were very natural.

Steward Liu told him that Qin Wan had been in the gallery in the annex for an hour, and he didn't seem to be in a good mood.

After hearing this, Yejue's expression changed slightly, and his stretched eyebrows were twisted.

He followed Steward Liu's instructions and looked in the direction, and along the way, he was also wondering why Qin Wan was in a bad mood?

- Did she hear something?

But when I think about it, I think it's unlikely.

He only learned that Yun Yang had a problem today, and there was no substantive evidence now, so Qin Wan's side should still be kept secret!

Then, in addition to external factors, the biggest disaster of the Qin family and the Qin family is Qin Xuyang and Qin Kexin's father and daughter.

Qin Wan must still be haunted by the events of that night......

Thinking of this, his pace quickened.

After a while, he crossed the bridge on the third floor to the gallery in the annex.

It's like a small exhibition room, where many works are hung, and all of them are masters, and each painting is extremely collectible.

Nightlord walked over, the sound of the soles of his shoes rubbing against the floor made a clear sound in the clearing.

Qin Wan heard the voice, turned his head sideways and looked at him.

"Coming back?" She opened her mouth lightly, with a steady voice and a flat expression, so that people could not see a trace of emotional ups and downs.

Nightlord walked over, his gaze first falling on her, equally faintly, and then on the sunflower in front of her.

Qin Wan said quietly, "In the past, my grandfather would come here whenever he had time, and sometimes he stayed all day. ”

"When I was a child, I used to ask him, what's so nice about these?"

In fact, he said, every painting has a soul, although they cannot speak, but they are silently showing themselves, they can express the environment of that era, as well as the inner world of the painter...... At that time, I was too young to understand, but as I grew up, I seemed to understand a little more......"

Nightlord stood beside her and listened quietly, and the gaze that fell on her face gradually softened.

In fact, when he walked over just now, he glanced at the works around him, and they were indeed from famous artists and were of great value, but there was something wrong with the painting in front of him......

In other words, it's a fake.

"Do you know how to draw?" Qin Wan looked at him again, his tone was still plain and bland, and there was no contempt in it.

Nightlord said, "A little bit......"

Qin Wan smiled and said, "Really? What do you think of this one? It was my grandfather's favorite work during his lifetime. ”

Nightlord looked at the painting carefully, but no matter how he looked at it, he couldn't tell that it was genuine.

"I was only six years old when my grandfather bought this painting, and it seemed to be 20 million at the time, but after 18 years, why should it be more than 100 million?" Qin Wan said again.