As if he was poked in the heart by Tan Nan, Wan Chuan's speech became stumbling.

He rarely does this except painting, if he hadn't heard about it today.

How could Wan Chuan run over angrily.

"Anyway, no, I don't care whose wife she is, whose wife she is, don't put it together with my things, I'm unlucky."

Tan Nan glanced at Song Yiran, but he didn't expect to meet a scoundrel.

Lin was very embarrassed, looked at Tan Nan, and wanted Tan Nan to come forward, so that he would not have to tear his face.

"You haven't even seen her work, how do you know that she doesn't deserve to be here?"

Tannan's voice was cold.

"Huh." Wan Chuan seemed to have heard something funny, "She is unknown in the circle, and she is not worthy of this alone." ”

"Mr. Wanchuan's exhibition is going to end early."

Tannan's eyes were full of alienation.

Song Yiran stood there, standing very straight, they were all helping themselves, and they couldn't hold back.

But Wan Chuan's reputation is there.

"What do you want to do?"

"Money, our Huo family can afford it, you choose Lin Yu, you also want to make more money, since you have already chosen money as a vulgar thing, why do you have to hold a shelf?"

Tan Nan stabbed Wan Chuan in the heart, and it was the kind that hit and killed him.

Song Yiran was shocked by her appearance.

"Let's take a look at her work first." Wan Chuan took a step back and didn't insist any longer.

Song Yiran was nervous.

Sorting out all the things was packed by Jiang Li, and her paintings were all placed in Huo Chenyan's study before.

Wan Chuan looked at the paintings one by one and fell into deep thought.

He began to doubt his life.

Wan Chuan looked at the painting, and then looked at Song Yiran, and couldn't help but despise it in his heart, he must have found someone to write it on his behalf.

"It's a good drawing, but it's not like a lady can draw it." Wan Chuan's words were not very straightforward.

But Song is not stupid.

She's been holding back, and it's time for her to explode.

"Teacher Wan Chuan, I respect you as a well-known painter in the circle, but when you speak, you don't have any demeanor at all, and you don't even have basic politeness."

Song Yiran spoke up, and Wan Chuan said lightly: "I'm just joking, and I'm not sure that you didn't draw it." ”

Wan Chuan had an expression that they all understood, and said that this kind of work could be exhibited with him.

Song Yiran suddenly felt humiliated.

She clenched her fists slightly.

"These are all paintings I drew when I was studying, and every single one, yes." Song Yiran walked up, "If you suspect that someone is ghostwriting, it's best to show evidence, and don't secretly poke and poke something about what you don't have!" ”

Song Yiran is not a character to mess with, from the time when Wanchuan made trouble.

She was upset.

So much so that now, she wants to vent all her previous anger.

"I didn't say you're bad." Wan Chuan was stunned, and started the moment he knew that she was the young lady of the Huo family.

Wan Chuan was scared.

"Alright." Tan Nan interrupted the conversation between them, "Since it's okay, let's prepare, as for Teacher Wan Chuan, I advise you, it's best not to make any small moves." ”

Tan Nan's warning was based on Huo Chenyan's ignorance of these things happening today.

If Huo Chenyan knew that his wife was being bullied like this.

Wanchuan will be miserable.

"There's nothing wrong with making money." Tan Nan said again, "There's no need to hold yourself, otherwise you'll be so tired." ”

Wan Chuan's face turned pale, he called himself an artist, and he always looked high.

The reason why Lin Yu was able to move him was because of money.

When Song Yiran followed Tan Nan out, she thanked her again and again.

"It's not me who should be thanked, it's the third master." Tan Nan Zhengse said, "It's not for my sake, Wan Chuan wants money, and he doesn't dare to offend the third master." ”

Song Yiran nodded, a little embarrassed, she used to think that Wan Chuan cherished feathers.

At least not this kind of obnoxious person.

"I still think it's okay if you don't attach yourself to the third master." Tannan emphasized this sentence.

Song Yiran paused: "But I can't avoid it now, I still need to rely on him." ”

"He's using you, and you're going to have to use it all your might."

What else did Tannan want to say.

A joking voice sounded behind him.

"What, is Mr. Tan instigating my wife to do bad things?" Huo Chenyan came over with a wheelchair, he had already heard about what had happened before.

also knows that Wan Chuan doesn't look down on Song Yiran, but it doesn't matter, he will give in obediently.

Huo Chenyan hates the kind of person who is pretentious and high-minded the most.

"Nope." Tan Nan was nervous, "I just told Ran Ran, don't be reluctant to take advantage of you." ”

Song Yiran was avoiding Huo Chenyan's eyes, not because he was a thief, but because he was embarrassed.

The man reached out and grabbed Song Yiran's hand and clasped his wrist.

"Maybe she knows my instructions better than you think."

This sentence is a pun.

Tan Nan's old face flushed: "Don't drive." ”

Song Yiran didn't expect Tan Nan to be punctured, and he was a little embarrassed to stay here.

"I'll go first, and the province will be abused by you." Tan Nan smeared oil on the soles of her feet and ran, she didn't seem to be warned by Huo Chenyan if she said anything.

Song Yiran actually didn't know the relationship between Tan Nan and them, he only knew that they had known each other for many years, and Tan Nan was also Huo Chenyan's right-hand man.

"The matter of the art exhibition, you can rest assured, Wan Chuan wants money, then I will use money to gag him."

Song Yiran was amazed.

"Don't you think it's too simple and crude?"

"Heh, what are you doing wasting time on this kind of person to give evidence?" Huo Chenyan raised his eyebrows and stared at Song Yiran, "Or are you not confident?" ”

"No, I'm just a little disillusioned, Wan Chuan's paintings are mavericks, but his character is really ......"

What Song Yiran didn't expect was that he would be so scolded by Wan Chuan, and he also carried a lot of stigma.

"How many literati have a hard backbone?"

Huo Chenyan said casually.

The affairs of the exhibition hall are over, Huo Chenyan is very busy when he comes to Haicheng, and Song Yiran hasn't seen him in the past few days.

It didn't seem that she had come specifically for herself, so she hugged the cat and slowly breathed a sigh of relief.

Fear of carrying more.

On the day of the exhibition of Song Yiran's paintings, the response was surprisingly good, and many people began to ask who this "RAN" was.

I had never heard of this man's name in circles before.

Tan Nan took Song Yiran to watch not far away.

"I've said it all, you can take it easy." Since Tannan came to Haicheng, his personality has changed.

It's probably like getting along in private.

"I'm still nervous." Song Yiran touched his heart, "I'm afraid they won't like it." ”

"Don't worry."

Not far away.

The man who was still in a white shirt, with a hot beauty beside him, Bai Moning reached out and pinched the waist of the hot girl.

"See what?" Bai Moning asked her.

But where did the beauty know how to appreciate these, she was stunned: "I...... Painted ......"

"If you don't understand it, it's right." The corners of Bai Moning's mouth hooked up a mocking smile.

Unexpectedly, Song Yiran, that woman still has something!