"You are? Cheng Siying? Cheng Siying was following Qian Baoer to admire the paintings on display, and a man greeted her.

The man looked at Cheng Siying meaningfully, making her a little uncomfortable, and after thinking for a while, she still couldn't find who this person was. 
"I'm Lin Sen, Xiu Ze's friend. As soon as she heard the word "Xiuze", Cheng Siying "hummed", her head was big, how could the ghost not go away, there was him everywhere. It can only be said that the city is too small, and it is related to going around and around.

Cheng Siying laughed.

"What? You guys? Encountering Cheng Siying on such an occasion made Lin Sen have infinite reverie.

Although Zhai Xiuze has been married for several years, and in the eyes of outsiders, husband and wife are in love, only a few of their good friends sigh at his almost bachelor-like routine.

Just as Lin Sen wanted to continue asking, those reporters suddenly swarmed to the staircase leading to the second floor.

Lin Sen smiled slightly, "...... they're coming," and walked over there.

"Them?" Cheng Siying couldn't help but wonder, "Oh, it should be the painter himself." ”

She couldn't help but look over there, wondering what kind of painter was painting these paintings that she couldn't understand, but Xiao Qian Baoer could read with relish?

I saw Zhai Xiuze appear at the top of the stairs in a graceful manner, causing a group of young girls downstairs to exclaim.

He wears a navy blue suit with a black satin bow tie. He looked around the hall on the first floor, his lips slightly hooked, and walked down with his head held high like a king inspecting his domain.

As soon as he walked down the steps, two women appeared behind him, one in a long black dress, full of luxury, it was Fan Wenqian. The other was dressed in a goose yellow dress, with long hair flowing and a calm demeanor, it was Tang Xinxin.

Tang Xinxin gently took Fan Wenqian's arm and took care of her downstairs, where can you see that it is an old man and a young person, even if it is a sister, no one will have any objections.

The two of them went down the steps and beckoned to the people downstairs, not as cold as Zhai Xiuze.

The reporters on the first floor have already "clicked" and filmed non-stop. Visitors spontaneously applauded.

Cheng Siying couldn't hide her consternation, this is Zhai Xiuze's art exhibition?

In fact, there is an introduction to the exhibition as early as the entrance, and there is also an introduction on the promotional leaflet for the entry collection, and the "Bright Eyes" in the main position of the exhibition hall is also the auction work she once saw on TV.

However, her focus has always been on her son, and wherever Qian Bao'er's little hand leads her, she goes, so these things that are clearly placed in a conspicuous position are not in her eyes.

At this moment, she watched Zhai Xiuze slowly walk down the stairs, her eyes drifted to her from time to time, the corners of her mouth rose slightly, and Cheng Siying's heart was full of deer.

However, Fan Wenqian and Tang Xinxin followed, and the three of them were in the same frame, but they pulled Cheng Siying back to reality.

That embarrassing scene in the hospital came back to me. She unconsciously touched the little finger that was a little deformed.

Qian Bao'er tugged at Cheng Siying's skirt, "Mommy, are these paintings painted by Uncle Zhai?" Qian Baoer also hopes that she can draw such pictures when she grows up. ”

Cheng Siying was bitter in her heart, her eyes were filled with tears, she couldn't wait to pull Qian Bao'er to leave now, but she didn't want to ruin his interest.

"Mommy, are you upset?" Qian Baoer didn't understand why Cheng Siying was not in a high mood.

Cheng Siying smiled bitterly, "No, Qian Baoer likes it, and Mommy is very happy." ”

Qian Bao'er could see that Mommy was lying, and he wanted to make her happy, "Mommy, I'll show you something good......"