Cheng Yijie unfastened the belt, and Shan Xiang carefully checked the belt buckle and found nothing. After that, her hands have not been idle, and she has touched everything that should be touched and what should not be touched underneath.

Cheng Yijie secretly took a cool breath, Shan Xiang searched his body on the one hand, and on the other hand, he also wanted to test whether he was really Gay. Fortunately, he was determined and did not react. "You're teasing me, Miss Shan." He winked at her, "You're not afraid, I'll eat you?" ”

"Hmph, a gay, what's there to be afraid of." Shan Xiang had a disgusted expression, "I hate people like you the most, I feel disgusting when I touch you." ”

After she finished speaking, she threw a small bag of tools for calligraphy and painting appraisal to Cheng Yijie and went out, Cheng Yijie laughed self-deprecatingly, and was actually called by a woman, in order to achieve a big thing, she could only endure it for a while. His eavesdropping tracker is the button of his shirt, and Shan Xiang doesn't have that kind of good eyesight to find, so he can't be afraid.

Surveillance cameras are installed in the room, and Shan Xiang must have accomplices, his every move is under their surveillance, and his mobile phone has been confiscated, so he cannot get in touch with the outside world. He Muxuan should have informed their organization and connected with the local police in Paris, and if everything goes well, the police will track down the hotel.

Cheng Yijie waited calmly in the room, and after a while, he heard a soft knock at the door. He opened the door, and Shan Xiang led in a foreign man, who was in his fifties, with very white skin, who looked weather-beaten, with a square face and a pair of brown eyes. He had silver hair and a neatly combed mustache mixed with gray and black.

Shan Xiang said that this gentleman's name is George, and he is an art dealer who came to buy paintings. Uneasy, George asked for an expert to examine the painting.

Shan Xiang searched George's body as usual, but not as thoroughly and carefully as she searched Cheng Yijie's body before, she patted George's ribs on both sides, lifted his shirt slightly, checked the wires, and did not search his whole body, hoping to win him a little more trust and facilitate the deal.

Then, she handed the long brocade box in her hand to Cheng Yijie and asked him to do an appraisal. Cheng Yijie spread the scroll on the table and immediately looked very surprised. "Han Xizai's Night Banquet"? It's ......"

"Please identify whether it is an authentic work from the Five Dynasties period." George politely said, "I'll pay you handsomely." ”

"You're just a calligraphy and painting appraiser, so you don't have to worry about the rest." Shan Xiang also answered.

"I see, what I don't like the most is being nosy." Cheng Yijie smiled, took out the small bag that Shan Xiang handed him before, unzipped it, and took out the art appraisal tools.

George leaned over to look at it, looking very interested.

Cheng Yijie took out the tools one by one and introduced: "This is an ultraviolet lamp...... This is what is used to measure...... This is the microscope. See the lights above? If I have to look in the dark, I use this lamp as a flashlight. ”

"Don't talk nonsense, identify quickly!" Shan Xiang urged impatiently.

"Okay-" Cheng Yijie responded, pretending to identify it, and finally he said with certainty, "This is the authentic work of the five generations." ”

George smiled happily and said to Shan Xiang, "I'll call right away and ask the person who came with me to send the money in." ”

Soon, there were two knocks at the door. Shan Xiang opened the door, and a young foreign man came in with a black leather travel bag and two other Chinese men. He walked over to the bed and threw the duffel bag onto the bed, and two Chinese men, apparently Shan Xiang's accomplices, one of them immediately put his hands into the bag. Another man also came to help, and the two took stacks of bills from their bags and placed them on the bed. Cheng Yijie secretly watched, at least tens of millions of dollars. They flip through the bills to confirm that each one is genuine.

"The amount is right?" George asked.

One of the money counters only muttered, and the two continued to count carefully, while Shan Xiang stood by the door without saying a word.

After finally counting, Shan Xiang pointed to the painting on the table. "You can take the painting with you."

George rolled the picture into a brocade box, wrapped it tightly around a black flannel cloth, and tied it with a rope. He carried the rope and the painting and went out of the room with his companions.

"Are we gone too?" Cheng Yijie asked tentatively.

"Don't rush, wait for now." Shan Xiang walked to the side of the bed and sat down.

Cheng Yijie didn't ask, pulled over the chair and sat down, calm and relaxed on the surface, but anxious in his heart. If the Paris police had followed this here, would they have acted now? Will they try to stop George and his companions? Shan Xiang apparently had an accomplice outside, tasked with making sure that George and his companions had left safely. And the two men who stayed in the house, they must have had guns on them. Once the police act rashly, his identity is likely to be exposed, and the situation is very dangerous.

Time passed minute by minute, and the room was quiet, and this silence was dreary, nerve-wracking, and suffocating. He had to say something to ease the tension and suffocation: "Didn't George say that he would pay me a good sum? ”

"The pay is in that bag." Shan Xiang glanced at the black leather travel bag, "I'll keep it for you first, and I'll give it to you when you have a chance to spend money." ”

"You mean, I don't have a chance to spend money right now?" Cheng Yijie asked.

"Of course, you don't have a chance to go it alone at all." Shan Xiang smiled coldly, "Tell me what you want to buy, and I will buy it for you." ”

Cheng Yijie smiled slightly, he was under house arrest and lost his personal freedom.

After another long period of silence, Shan Xiang's mobile phone ringtone broke the stalemate. The other party didn't know what to say, and after hanging up the phone, Shan Xiang was obviously relieved. "You can go."

Cheng Yijie's hanging heart has also come to fruition, although his heart is still full of various questions, but at least it can be determined that his identity has not been exposed.

After the opening ceremony, the Minister Counsellor of the Chinese Embassy in France hosted a banquet for the guests. The response to the exhibition was very good, both Chinese and French locals praised Mu Qingcheng's paintings, and a large box of books she brought with her, "Xilin Snacks", was also scrambled out.

At the luncheon, guests from all walks of life congratulated Mu Qingcheng on their toasts, and she drank a lot of red wine. After finally being able to sit quietly and eat a few bites of food, the whole person was a little drunk and fluttering, she held her hot face with both hands, and smiled happily.

"What are you laughing at?" Gu Hengyu, who was beside him, was infected by her, and there was a smile in his eyes.

"I'm very happy to be recognized by everyone." Mu Qingcheng stood up and poured a full glass of wine for himself and Gu Hengyu, "I can have today's results, thanks to your matchmaking, I toast you!" ”

"I should respect you and congratulate you." Gu Hengyu hurriedly got up, and as he spoke, he had already picked up the wine glass and drank it all.

Mu Qingcheng also raised his wine glass and drank it, this time he raised his head, he couldn't help but be drunk, and stumbled. Gu Hengyu stretched out his hand to hug her waist, the slender waist was not full of hands, and it was soft to the touch, he suddenly felt his heart ripple, and he was reluctant to let go.

Someone coughed heavily, disturbing them. Gu Hengyu let go of his hand, turned his head, and saw that it was Wei Kezheng. Mu Qingcheng leaned on the chair and stood firmly, his eyes hazy.

Wei Kezheng came to find Mu Qingcheng. "There's a lady outside looking for Miss Mu, and she said it's your sister-in-law."

"Sister-in-law?" Mu Qingcheng was slightly stunned, and remembered in a daze that it should be Cheng Yijie's sister, she married far away from France and ran a wine estate with her French husband, just in the suburbs of Bosnia-Herzegovina. "Where is she?"

"I'll go with you." Gu Hengyu was worried that Mu Qingcheng was drunk and walked unsteadily.

"No, no, no." Mu Qingcheng was not drunk to the point of being unconscious, and when he saw Cheng Yijie's sister, how could he let Gu Hengyu accompany him.

"I'll just take her there." Wei Kezheng also said.

Gu Hengyu did not insist. So Wei Kezheng led Mu Qingcheng out of the banquet hall, Mu Qingcheng's steps were a little vain, Wei Kezheng accompanied her to walk slowly, occasionally reaching out to help.

Waiting outside was Cheng Yijie's sister Cheng Sally, I heard Zhu Manru say before that Cheng Sally had just given birth to a son, and now she should only be two or three months old. Her figure is still a little bloated, her face is haggard, and her complexion is not good, and she is like two people who are bright and beautiful when she went to Australia to attend a wedding. Mu Qingcheng was secretly surprised, how could she have a child, her state had changed so much, a wealthy lady like her, and the wife of the lord of the manor. There should be no shortage of people to serve and no shortage of supplements.

"Qingcheng, I heard that you are coming to Bosnia-Herzegovina to participate in the event, so I asked around." Cheng Sally's voice was hoarse, "It's good to see you, are you free now, I'll take you around, and then go to our family's wine estate, and stay there at night, how about it?" ”

Mu Qingcheng told her that there was no special arrangement in the afternoon, but there was a dinner party in the evening. Cheng Sally said that she would go shopping around the neighborhood first, and then send her back to the dinner party, and then go to the wine estate after the dinner was over.

Mu Qingcheng then followed Cheng Sally away. Cheng Sally drove to the city center, found a place to park, and parked the car. Mu Qingcheng fell asleep as soon as he got in the car, and his brain was not so groggy after waking up.

Bosnia-Herzegovina is a beautiful French cultural city and is famous in Europe for the annual International Youth Music Festival in Bosnia-Herzegovina. Every August, thousands of young music lovers gather here to exchange music experiences. "Last time, I heard that you also came to the International Youth Music Festival when the year before last." The town in August has a cool climate. Cheng Sally held Mu Qingcheng's arm affectionately, and the two walked along the streets of the small town, and Cheng Sally mentioned what happened two years ago.

Mu Qingcheng nodded and said yes.

"What a coincidence, Yijie was also in Bosnia-Herzegovina at that time, and my husband and I bought a house near here, and he lived there every time he came." Cheng Sally pointed ahead, "Turn right at the fork in front of you." ”