Shen Yu looked at the woman in front of her, her face was very delicate, her skin was as white as snow under the white sweater on her body, and her big eyes were like deer, smart and sweet.

"Who is this?" Shen Yu looked at Gu Minghe on the side and spoke slowly.

"Hello, my name is Su Qing, and I am Minghe's girlfriend." Gu Minghe didn't answer, but the woman was the first to answer her, her voice was very gentle, as if she could pinch out water.

Shen Yu was stunned in place, not knowing how to answer, she looked at Su Qing, obviously she didn't look like Shen Xue at all, but she didn't know why, she looked at Su Qing smiling slightly, she just saw Shen Xue's shadow.

Shen Yu lowered his head and looked at Su Qing's outstretched hand, not holding it, not holding it. Just as she was hesitating, a broad palm suddenly landed on Shen Xue's shoulder.

"Mr. Gu, if there's nothing going on, we'll go back first." Sang Yan spoke slowly, and he deliberately accentuated the word "we".

Sang Yan walked around to the chair opposite, picked up Shen Yu's bag, and carried it on his chest.

"Xiaoyu, let's go." Sang Yan's eyes were very gentle, and the affection in his tone could not be concealed.

After that, he nodded politely at Gu Minghe, then took Shen Yu's hand and quickly walked out of the coffee shop, not allowing Gu Minghe to have the slightest chance to answer.

Gu Minghe led Shen Yu to a deserted corner on the side of the street, Shen Yu was still immersed in his own world, and even forgot to withdraw his hand from Sang Yan's hand.

"Is that him?" Sang Yan stared at Shen Yu and asked this sentence, he didn't know why, he couldn't help but feel nervous in his heart.

He and Shen Yu met in Yunnan about half a month ago, and during the time since they met, they have been traveling together, and in the past half a month, Shen Yu has told him a lot of his own stories, including Gu Minghe, of course.

Shen Yu glanced at Sang Yan, her eyes contained tears, she nodded hesitantly and did not speak.

"Xiaoyu, cry if you want to." Sang Yan patted his shoulder and motioned for Shen Yu to lean over.

Shen Yu couldn't hold back, she lay on Sang Yan's shoulder and cried: "It turns out that in his heart, I am really nothing. Shen Yu's voice was very small, but Sang Yan heard it clearly.

The man he has liked for so many years, in fact, he has never taken himself seriously, and when he thought that the two had only been separated for less than two months, and there was another woman standing next to Gu Minghe, Shen Yu's heart was very painful.

"Xiaoyu, since it's impossible, then you should look forward." Sang Yan put his hand on Shen Yu's shoulder and comforted her softly.

"I'm not reconciled, I'm just unwilling." Shen Yu wiped the tears on his cheeks with his hands, and his tone was stubborn: "You say, am I really that bad?" Don't deserve to be loved at all? ”

Shen Yu's tone was very aggrieved, Sang Yan looked at Shen Yu with red eyes, and said word by word: "Xiaoyu, you are very good, it is his fault that he doesn't love you, you are a good girl, you deserve better." ”

Sang Yan watched her cry so sadly for other men, and his heart was aching faintly.

When Shen Yu heard Sang Yan say this, she felt very uncomfortable, she looked at the gentle and gentlemanly man in front of her, and couldn't help but be full of gratitude: "Sang Yan, thank you, thank you." After saying that, he hugged him.

Shen Xue has been absent-minded recently since she took out an empty wooden box from her grandfather's old house last time, because she really couldn't understand why her grandfather had made so many abnormal moves, and this empty box really didn't make any sense?

Shen Xue, who couldn't figure it out, remembered that her grandfather had said in a letter that she could go to President Zhou if she had any problems, so she took the empty box and came to Zhongda Bank, as her grandfather's best friend, Shen Xue thought that maybe President Zhou would have a way.

"Uncle Zhou, do you see what's wrong?" Shen Xue watched President Zhou holding the box and looking at it for so long, but he didn't say a word, and she couldn't help but feel a little anxious.

"Xiaoxue, I really can't see it." Governor Zhou knocked on the bottom of the box, and the sound coming out was strong and powerful, not like there was a mezzanine.

Shen Xue's eyes dimmed instantly, and she lowered her head and didn't speak.

Can't even President Zhou have a choice? Shen Xue looked at the wooden box and was very depressed.

Grandpa only mentioned President Zhou in the letter, if he didn't know what to do, then who else could she go to?

"Uncle Zhou, there is a painting in my house that is a little discolored, can you please take care of it for me?" Shen Xue remembered that her grandfather said in his suicide note that President Zhou would teach her to maintain famous paintings, and she tentatively asked the old man opposite.

After hearing this, President Zhou's face was embarrassed, and his tone became a little stiff: "Painting? Xiaoxue, you're looking for the wrong person. ”

As the granddaughter of her old friend, Shen Xue will agree to any request, but she really can't help calligraphy and painting.

Shen Xue looked at President Zhou in confusion, her eyes were full of doubts, and she recalled the paintings left by her grandfather in her heart.

"Who told you I know how to draw?" Governor Zhou looked at Shen Xue, who didn't know why, and asked casually.

"Uncle Zhou, aren't you a master of conservation paintings?" Shen Xue frowned, her eyes very confused.

"I don't know anything about calligraphy and painting, Xiaoxue." Governor Zhou smiled and shook his head.

"This? How could it be! Shen Xue's thoughts were confused, she glanced at President Zhou, her eyes were full of confusion.

"Uncle Zhou, look, this is the suicide note that my grandfather left me, which specifically mentions that if I don't know how to take care of that painting, I can come to you." Shen Xue hurriedly took out a piece of paper from her bag and handed it to President Zhou.

Since knowing that her grandfather's death might be related to Chen Hui's mother and daughter, Shen Xue has been extremely careful in her work, and she has almost always carried a few things that her grandfather left for her.

President Zhou took the paper in Shen Xue's hand, unfolded it and read it carefully.

"Uncle Zhou, if you have never liked calligraphy and painting, why did Grandpa leave this sentence in his suicide note?" Shen Xue was puzzled, she stared at President Zhou intently.

"I also think it's strange, your grandfather has always known that I don't like things like calligraphy and paintings, even if it's an antique, I just collect some bracelets and jade pendants and the like." Governor Zhou muttered thoughtfully.

"Xiaoxue, is the painting your grandfather left for you, is it Dong Qichang's "Rock Dwelling Map" that I mentioned to you last time?"

Shen Xue nodded, she was wondering if Governor Zhou had remembered something.

"It's so abnormal, I left my granddaughter a painting that I don't like, and asked an old friend who never knew how to paint to teach my granddaughter to maintain it." The more he thought about it, the more unreasonable he felt, but he really couldn't understand the trick.

"Uncle Zhou, think about it carefully, has Grandpa ever mentioned any clues to you about Dong Qichang or about "Rock Residence"." Shen Xue's heart suddenly cooled half, it seemed that the clues that this Governor Zhou could provide were really limited, but she still asked without giving up.

President Zhou sat on the chair, looking at the suicide note left by his old friend Shen Jin, and was stunned.

He rubbed his fingers lightly across his temples, trying to remind himself of something.

Shen Xue sat quietly opposite him, not daring to disturb.

The two of them had their own agendas, and the office of the Zhongda Bank was as quiet as if a needle could be heard clearly if it had fallen on the ground.

Shen Xue saw that President Zhou was still clueless, she slowly got up, walked to the tea table, and made two cups of tea.

"Uncle Zhou, let's have a cup of tea first, think slowly, don't worry." Shen Xue handed the tea in her hand to President Zhou.

Zhou Xingchang took the teacup, watching the tea leaves in the cup scatter and gather, he gently picked up the teacup, ready to take a sip, maybe it was the fragrant tea fragrance from the cup that hit his brain, he suddenly thought of something!

"Xiaoxue, I remembered!" President Zhou hurriedly put down the cup and looked at Shen Xue with excitement.

Shen Xue's face turned red from white to red, and her voice trembled slightly: "Uncle Zhou, what did you think?" ”

President Zhou quickly got up, picked up the teacup and walked to the door of the office, he gently opened the door to make sure that no one was eavesdropping outside the door, and then slowly walked to Shen Xue.

"About five years ago, your grandfather and I went to an antique market together, and there was a small vendor selling Dong Qichang's "Rock Dwelling" at that time." President Zhou took a sip of his teacup, his thoughts drifting back to a few years ago.

"How can such a valuable painting be sold at a stall, it's not genuine." Shen Xue immediately heard the problem.

"Yes, your grandfather immediately recognized that the little vendor was a liar, and taught everyone how to identify whether Dong Qichang's painting is genuine."

"What did Grandpa say?" Shen Xue knew that the point was coming.

President Zhou paused, he was just listening to it casually at the time, where could he remember word for word.

"Your grandfather said that all of Dong Qichang's calligraphy and paintings have been dried with pine oil, and the tea will not scatter ink when splashed." Governor Zhou's tone was also very excited, he thought about it, and Shen Jin only mentioned to him about Dong Qichang this time.

"Yes, that's what he said!" Governor Zhou affirmed his statement.

"Tea spilled?" Shen Xue's tone was suspicious: "So, Uncle Zhou, what do you mean, I will know the truth when I go home and splash the painting that my grandfather left me with tea." ”

Governor Zhou nodded: "I think it should be like this, because I really can't think of anything else besides this." ”

Shen Xue was silent, she decided that whether it was true or not, she would go back and give it a try.

"Okay, thank you Uncle Zhou, I'll go home and try it." Shen Xue now regrets that she didn't take that painting with her, otherwise maybe she would have known the truth by now.

Hurriedly bidding farewell to President Zhou, Shen Xue drove to the company.

"Husband, where are you? Now go to the office and wait for me. She called Mu Ran while driving.

It seems that today is not a trip in vain, although I didn't find the secret of the box, but fortunately, I didn't find nothing.

Mu Ran hung up the phone, looking puzzled, but he went to Duxue's company to find Shen Xue.

Shen Xue drove fast all the way, and she couldn't wait to know the truth. Soon arrived at the company, she hurriedly parked the car, and as soon as she stepped into the office door, she saw Mu Ran already sitting on her desk waiting.

Shen Xue didn't say much, walked directly to the safe, and took out the painting left by her grandfather from inside: "Husband, you take it for me." ”

She unfolded the painting and motioned for Mu Ran to hold the scrolls at both ends with both hands.

Shen Xue picked up a box of black tea from the drawer and soaked it in hot water for a while, she could now hear her heartbeat nervously.

"Wife, what's wrong with you? What's going on? Mu Ran looked at Shen Xue's series of movements and didn't quite understand.

Shen Xue didn't respond, she estimated that the tea should be almost brewed, slowly picked up the teacup, and walked in front of Mu Ran: "Husband, you take it well, don't take it wrong." ”

Mu Ran saw that Shen Xue's face was solemn, and naturally he didn't dare to slack off, so he had to hold the painting with both hands and remain motionless.

"Wow!" With a bang, Shen Xue poured the water in the teacup on the painting in front of her.

"Wife! What are you doing! Mu Ran was shocked, he didn't know what Shen Xue wanted to do, but this was one of the few things left by his grandfather, how could Shen Xue be so bad!

"Husband, don't move, don't move!" Shen Xue immediately raised her voice, and her tone was very serious, she didn't have time to explain anything to Mu Ran at all.

Mu Ran was frightened by Shen Xue's serious tone, he didn't know what medicine was sold in Shen Xue's gourd, so he could only stay where he was.

Shen Xue stared at the painting, letting the tea slowly soak in the painting.

However, in just a few minutes, the whole painting was soaked with water, and all the traces of the painting were blurred everywhere the tea went, and sure enough, there was something wrong with the painting.

"It's not the real thing." Shen Xue shook her head and muttered.

After all the ink was soaked, the color of the whole painting began to fade, and Shen Xue stared at the painting, not daring to slack off at all!

"Husband! Look at you!! Shen Xue suddenly screamed.

Mu Ran hurriedly changed the angle of the painting, looking at the painting that was completely different from the one just now, his pupils suddenly became bigger: "Wife, how can this be!" How could there be this..."