Su Qing raised her eyebrows and glanced at him, "Can I buy it now?" ”

The blonde brother came back to his senses, and looked at her differently, he smiled stupidly: "Dang, of course you can."

He directly and carefully rolled up the painting, and then stored it in a simple and exquisite sandalwood box and handed it to Su Qing.

Su Qing was about to take out the card from her bag to pay, after all, she wasn't really going to use Li Beize's card to pay, she just took it out to scare and scare people, who made him look at her with such eyes, and it was so disrespectful.

The little brother hurriedly waved his hand.

Su Qing raised her eyebrows: "I'll pay."

Little brother: "You don't have to pay."

The voices of the two overlapped, Su Qing was even more puzzled, and the little brother explained: "There is a gentleman who has already helped you pay."

Su Qing took the card's hand and paused.

Did someone pay for her?

She thought about it, it should be Joan, since he recommended her to this antique shop, then the person who greeted the boss could only be him, after all, in this part of the UK, she is not familiar with life, who else could pay her?

Su Qing thought that she would return the money to Joan when she went back, so she accepted the painting and went out of the antique shop.

The little brother looked at her departing back, and her legs were weak until now, this woman is really, deeply hidden, and she can actually let Joan open the golden mouth to make it convenient for her, and the man just now......

Su Qing was walking leisurely on the road holding the painting in one hand and coffee in the other, when suddenly a group of young boys shouted behind her, and before she could react, her body was slammed.

It's a group of hip-hop boys who skateboard, they seem to be racing, playing and racing, and they don't dodge her for a while.

At the second of being hit, Su Qing's heart collapsed.

If she was knocked over with a cup of coffee, wouldn't it be a scratch? I don't care, it doesn't matter if she gets hit while holding a painting, isn't it just that the packaging is broken a little? But if they meet at the same time, it's over.

This is the painting she just bought, eight-digit, is it really going to be soaked with coffee like this?

She was unbalanced to the side.

Just when she was desperate, one hand firmly held her shoulder, and the other hand straightened the coffee in her hand, so that the coffee that had almost spilled was taken back.

Su Qing took advantage of her strength to stand firm, and she thanked her in some shock.

"You're welcome." The man said.

This voice was no stranger to Su Qing, and the next second her eyes fell on the man in front of her.

"Is that you?" She was a little surprised.

The man in front of her was Kevin, the man she met on the plane to Paris from the north city.

At this time, among the skateboarders, the boy who had just bumped into him came over and apologized to her apologetically, saying that he had just accidentally bumped into her because he really didn't have time to react.

Su Qing couldn't hold on to others, she shook her head and smiled: "It's okay."

The boys bowed to her again and walked away.

Kevin smiled: "It's a coincidence that I met you twice in a foreign country, or in different countries, and we are very fateful."

Su Qing also smiled: "It's quite fateful, you saved me just now."

Kevin smiled and said, "You don't need to call me, just be casual in front of me, call me Kevin."

Su Qing didn't refuse, and nodded.

"Did you come to London for something?"

"I'm here to meet a client."

Kevin paused: "He'...... It's called Mike. ”

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