That was the day after the gossip had almost completely subsided.

The domestic oil painting industry is ushering in a grand event——

The famous contemporary oil painter Charles Boone came to China for the first time for exchange and held a special auction of his works in the imperial capital.

It attracted a lot of attention for a while.

Among them, there are not only oil paintings and related art industry insiders; There are also lovers who really like oil painting, or simply vassal elegance.

Among the latter, there are many wealthy and powerful people with refined taste.

For Su Rouyin, who is already repeating and preparing to apply for the Fine Arts Department of University A, this is undoubtedly a rare learning opportunity.

Huo Beicheng is also willing to help his lover improve himself.

So, when he first learned the news, he contacted and set up two invitations.

Until the day the auction officially opened.

It's Sunday, afternoon.

The participating guests arrived at the venue one after another, either well-known in the industry, or rich or expensive.

All of them are dressed up and behaved reservedly.

The invited media shuttled through it, and they just filmed in a regular manner, without any noise.

In such a soothing atmosphere, a Rolls-Royce came to a steady stop outside the field.

Su Rouyin was dressed in a pink dress, holding a suit and leather shoes, and Huo Beicheng got out of the car.

It immediately attracted a lot of attention.

The reporters who were originally Anfen were even brighter, and they invariably surrounded the two of them and competed for interviews.

It's just that because of the occasion, and the people who can be invited to this level of auction are not from third-rate tabloids......

Naturally, the questions are quite polite.

And it's basically revolving around the auction.

Until after pulling for a while, Xu saw that the two showed no signs of anger.

Finally......

Only a warrior carefully threw out the topic that his peers wanted to mention the most.

"Mr. Huo, can you talk about you and Song's daughter......

Huo Beicheng's expression suddenly turned cold.

The air fell silent.

The reporters were silent, waiting for his response.

On the side, the rest of the guests looked over in unison, and they were secretly curious.

"I'll say it one last time." In front of everyone's eyes, Huo Beicheng frowned slightly and said coldly.

"It's true that I didn't handle the marriage contract properly. I owe her an apology. But that's not all. I hope she understands—"

The handsome man looked indifferently at the camera and declared.

"From beginning to end, there was only one person in my heart, and it was never her."

As the words fell, his gaze turned to the little woman beside him, and his expression suddenly softened.

Su Rouyin suddenly felt a sweetness in her heart, and looked back at this man deeply, her beautiful eyes were full of affection, which became more and more moving.

Seeing this, everyone could only sigh secretly.

Sure enough, it's a pair of beautiful people.

It is this kind of beauty that can attract the heart of President Huo's heart.

Think about a few photos of Song's daughter in circulation, that look is indeed only unrequited love......

After a turn of thought, several reporters carrying the camera hurriedly adjusted the angle, and were about to take a beautiful picture of the two looking at each other affectionately......

An abrupt chuckle came from outside the crowd, breaking the silence first.

Then, a very clear voice.

"Really?"

It's just a casual two-word rhetorical question, which has already made people's hearts move, and they can't help but follow the prestige-

The slender figure belonging to the girl suddenly came into view.

In the afternoon breeze, she went against the light, took elegant steps, and slowly walked into people's sight.