The dinner was preceded by a cocktail party, where waiters walked around the venue and served a variety of wines such as champagne, wine, and dark beer, as well as exquisite desserts. Wei Kezheng sang a song "Toast Song" to cheer up, his face is handsome, his figure is straight, his voice is thick and loud, every time he appears on the stage, he will always win a scream from the audience, although there are fewer audiences and fewer female audiences today, but he still won full applause. Xia Mo also specially sent him a rose framed by He Muxuan to show his appreciation and love.

Chen Yanjin also sang loudly and sang karaoke. But his singing voice is really flattering, especially compared with a famous person like Wei Kezheng, it is simply unbearable, everyone can't listen to it, and they are noisy, so they all go to a place far away from him, scatter, and chat in twos and threes.

Cheng Yijie was with He Muxuan and Xia Mo, Mu Qingcheng glanced at them indifferently, wanting to find a place where no one was there to hide.

Chen Yufei and Zhao Jun pretended to chat together, but in fact, they kept staring at Zhuang Meihua's location, Zhuang Meihua accompanied Wan Lun and talked happily with Xie Jiaqiang and Zhong Jinxiang. Zhong Jinxiang took out a cigar holster from his pocket, the holster was exquisitely crafted, and the overall look was luxurious and classy. There were 6 cigars inside, he took out three, kept one for himself, and handed the other two to Xie Jiaqiang and Wanlun Zhong Jinxiang respectively, and there was a wine rack next to them, on which various fine wines were displayed. When Mu Qingcheng passed by the other side of the wine rack, he suddenly froze. She smelled the smell wafting through the gaps in the wine shelves, the kind she would never forget! It was when she was kidnapped that day to identify the authenticity of the Song people copying the original copy of "Han Xizai's Night Banquet", the person who kidnapped her exuded a strange tobacco smell and a mellow and plump aroma, like a tobacco flavor mixed with coffee, bitter cocoa, and nut flavors. Cheng Yijie said that it was a very high-end Corona Extra cigar.

"This cigar is so powerful." She heard Xie Jiaqiang exclaim, "It's definitely a first-class product, and ordinary people can't afford it." ”

"Guess the price." Zhong Jinxiang asked ostentatiously.

"One piece will cost thousands of yuan." Xie Jiaqiang guessed.

"Even if you know the goods, you want this price." Zhong Jinxiang responded.

"Tsk, this is simply drawing money, and only rich people like you can afford it." Xie Jiaqiang's tone was half sour, "It's really profitable to invest in art, next time there is any art worth investing in, introduce it to me, and let me make a fortune." ”

"Yes, also give us an introduction." Zhuang Meihua looked very sincere, "Lao Wan is also interested in art investment, but he doesn't have that vision, so I have to ask you for more advice in the future." ”

"That's easy to say." Zhong Jinxiang was very useful for such compliments, "Everyone is a friend, communicate with each other, and cooperate happily." ”

Mu Qingcheng was so nervous that her hands were cold, her palms were full of sweat, and across the wine rack, those people didn't see her, but she was worried that she would be discovered if she stayed any longer, so she didn't dare to stay longer and walked away. She quickened her pace, slowed down involuntarily, her heart beating wildly, and she looked around. Chen Yanjin had already put down the microphone, pestering Shan Xiang and not knowing what to say, Shan Xiang ignored it, and only cared about talking to Gu Hengyu beside him; Chen Yufei and Zhao Jun are chatting; Wei Kezheng was drinking alone, with his head down, looking very lonely.

She wanted to tell Cheng Yijie about this astonishing discovery, but she was worried that rushing to find him would attract attention. Her heart pounded against her chest, and her breathing was rapid and uneven. There was a large mirror on the wall in front of her, and she walked up to it. "I must calm down first! I had to calm myself first! She thought, taking a deep breath in the mirror.

"What are you doing?" Chen Yufei's figure appeared in the mirror.

Mu Qingcheng was startled, and looked back at her in dismay.

"What's wrong with you?" Chen Yufei stared at her, "I saw that you walked over alone, it was very wrong." Chen Yufei has been secretly monitoring the people around Zhuang Meihua, and Mu Qingcheng is hiding behind the wine rack and eavesdropping, of course he can't escape her eyes.

Mu Qingcheng was stunned for a moment, and then said, "It's nothing, it's just that I'm in a more irritated mood." She was shocked in her heart, thinking that no one had noticed her, but the fact was that Chen Yufei, who seemed to be chatting, had already noticed, so would anyone else notice her abnormality? If there was only Chen Yufei, it wouldn't matter, but she didn't want to tell Chen Yufei directly about her amazing discovery, she had to tell Cheng Yijie first, and as for whether to inform Chen Yufei, it was up to him to decide.

"Upset?" Chen Yufei remembered something, turned his head to look at the bar, He Muxuan and Cheng Yijie bit their ears intimately, but Xia Mo was left out in the cold. She immediately understood, and pursed the corners of her mouth self-deprecatingly, maybe she should really be glad that Cheng Yijie didn't choose her in the first place.

"It's useless to be irritable." She said this to Mu Qingcheng, and it seemed to say to herself, "No matter how irritable you are, you won't have to live the same life." Don't pin your hopes on others, it's only right to try to follow your own path. ”

Chen Yufei's tone was cold, but Mu Qingcheng's heart had a warm flow, this cold female criminal policeman who never gave her a good face would actually say words to enlighten her.

In the middle of his thoughts, Chen Yufei had already gone away.

Mu Qingcheng stood in place for a while, feeling a little chaotic and vague, but she gradually calmed down, not as nervous and confused as before.

The villa has a vast back garden and in the corner of the garden the buffet is ready. Delicious pastries, fresh fruits, sweet and nutritious drinks, a wide selection of wines, and a variety of meals. There are plenty of outdoor tables and chairs near the buffet where you can enjoy your meal on the green lawn surrounded by flowers. After a while, Chen Yanjin invited everyone to move to the garden to eat. In addition to the guests who had arrived earlier, there was also a group of Chen's business associates who arrived belatedly in time for the buffet dinner.

The figures in the garden are longing, the waiters shuttle between them, and the dishes are passed. The crowd gathered in a pile in the east and west, noisy, staggered, so lively.

Cheng Yijie was still dining at the same table with He Muxuan and Xia Mo, Mu Qingcheng didn't want to go over to join in the fun, she took a plate, filled a plate full of food, found a corner and sat down, put the plate on the small table, picked up the knife and fork, but felt that she had no appetite, and put it down. The nose still seems to be haunted by the strange smell of tobacco, and my mind is also messed up. She couldn't help but search for Zhong Jinxiang's figure in the crowd with her eyes, he sat at the same table with Wanlun and Xie Jiaqiang, and Wei Kezheng was also with them. Mu Qingcheng saw Zhong Jinxiang take out another cigar from the cigar holster and hand it to Wei Kezheng, he was showing off a cigar of thousands of yuan to people again, it turned out that this person's vanity was no less than Chen Biting Jin, and people who deal with art all day long are nothing more than that.

The air was cold and humid, and a cool breeze blew, and Mu Qingcheng sneezed. She was wearing a short-sleeved dress, and the sun was shining during the day, but she didn't expect the weather to suddenly turn cool at night, and the thin skirt could hardly resist the cool breeze.

A figure was in front of her, and a bowl of hot soup was gently pushed from the table. "Warm up with a bowl of hot soup." Gu Hengyu's warm voice sounded, "I asked the waiter for a shawl, and I will send it over soon." ”

He pulled out his chair and sat down across from her, with a plate of food in front of him. The light faintly stained his face, thick eyebrows, vivid eyes, and that chic demeanor, quite charming.

"Thank you!" Mu Qingcheng couldn't help but be moved, he had long noticed that her dress was thin, and it was rare to be so intimate. She picked up the bowl of soup on the table and took a big sip, feeling much warmer and more comfortable.

Gu Hengyu stared at her with a smile. "Seeing that you are lonely here, I will accompany you."

Mu Qingcheng smiled. "I'm used to it, I don't feel alone."

The waiter brought the shawl, Gu Hengyu thanked him and took it, got up and went to Mu Qingcheng's side, and put it on for her.

The action embarrassed her, and she flinched and straightened her shawl herself.

Gu Hengyu returned to his seat, his eyes were filled with a sincere and caring light, and his voice was low and gentle: "Eat it while it's hot, if it's cold, it will hurt your stomach." ”

Mu Qingcheng nodded, obediently picked up the knife and fork, and ate a piece of steak. Gu Hengyu also buried his head in eating. The two ate silently for a while, and then Gu Hengyu opened his mouth again: "How is the creation recently, I still need to accumulate some more works to publish the book." ”

"I'm creating every day." Speaking of publishing the book, Mu Qingcheng's eyes lit up, this is a particularly rewarding thing, "Thank you very much, help me recommend to the leader, I will definitely work hard and not let you lose face." ”

"I have enough faith in you." Gu Hengyu said in amazement, "Why did you never know before, you are so talented in painting, at what age did you start learning to paint?" Your parents have put a lot of effort into nurturing you. ”

Her eyes dimmed, and Gu Hengyu didn't know about her family situation. "My parents, they won't nurture me. I was able to learn to draw thanks to my uncle. "When I was in kindergarten, my uncle came to my house, saw the graffiti I had brought back, and decided that I had a talent for painting, so he paid for me to take a painting class." For many years after that, he never stopped studying painting professionally. I applied for the calligraphy and painting restoration major, and I embarked on this path because I had a foundation in painting. ”

Gu Hengyu knew that she was sad about her uncle's death and wanted to change the topic, but she took it again: "I have loved painting since I was a child, and I once painted on the white wall because I was ignorant, and I was beaten hard by my parents, and I was injured all over. Later, because of his obsession with painting, he delayed housework, and was beaten and scolded by them. Fortunately, I persevered, and my uncle became my strong backing. Painting is a kind of spiritual comfort for me. Before I went to college, I was miserable most of the time, and only when I was painting could I find feelings in numbness, brightness in gloom, and hope in despair. ”