Lu Huaixu looked familiar with that painting, but he never remembered when he had seen it.

However, Bai Mengxia has painted more paintings, and there are all kinds of manuscripts at home, and it is normal to be familiar.

"Yes." Lu Huaixu didn't think much about it before agreeing, and he raised the number plate in his hand to bid.

I don't know who it is, as if he is against him, as long as Lu Huaixu raises his card, he will chase after him.

The price increased little by little, and the person hiding in the shadows could not see clearly, only seeing him lazily leaning on the back of his chair and holding up a sign.

I don't know if he insisted so much, whether it was for his wife or for the little lover next to him, the man hooked his lips and looked at the woman who was sitting quietly not far away, just waiting to watch the play, and no longer raised the card.

The painting was finally photographed by Lu Huaixu, and Su Yu, who was sitting next to him, was smiling with a spring breeze.

This time it was in front of all the people in the upper circles, Lu Huaixu spent a lot of money for her, and her sense of satisfaction and vanity was bursting, Su Yu didn't even pretend to be a bird, and followed Lu Huaixu arrogantly, as if she was his wife, which caused everyone to talk about it for a while.

All the auction items were auctioned, the organizer invited Lu Huaixu to the backstage to sign and pay, and the jade bracelets and paintings were sent back by Fan Ling after they were sold.

"Do you want to take a look at something?" The auctioneer smiled, Mr. Lu is simply a walking banknote.

Lu Huaixu said no, but Su Yu said, "Brother Lu, I want to take a look at that painting." ”

Lu Huaixu acquiesced, and the auctioneer unveiled the canvas, and through the framed glass, he could see the portrait outlined in several different shades of green, a man and a woman leaning horizontally against a horse, with red and green buildings behind them.

"Thank you, Brother Lu." Su Yu's smug eyes were reflected on the glass, and he whispered to Lu Huaixu, "I like this gift very much." ”

Lu Huaixu said "um" absentmindedly, squinting at the painting in front of him, not knowing what he was thinking.

"Since it's okay, then I'll have someone pack it up and send it back to you." The auctioneer re-capped the painting and called in the staff to seal it with a paper shell.

"Wait."

A clear voice came.

Everyone turned their heads, and saw Bai Mengxia, who was dressed in a white dress, standing at the door of the reception room, with a cold face.

The auctioneer glanced at Lu Huaixu and Su Yu, a little embarrassed, "Mrs. Lu." ”

Bai Mengxia nodded slightly, counting her response as she stepped up to the painting, raised her hand and gently uncovered the canvas.

"This painting was painted last year and is a birthday present for you." Bai Mengxia seemed to be muttering to himself, and it seemed like he was talking to someone.

The painting was inspired by the photographs taken by the two at the racecourse, which took her more than three months to complete, and was completed the day before Lu Huaixu's birthday, given to him on his birthday, and has been kept in the storage room ever since.

When she was looking for paint a few days ago, she accidentally saw that when she took it out, she accumulated a thick layer of dust, thinking that she was going to get divorced anyway, so she simply donated it, but now he took it down and gave it to Su Yu without blinking.

Lu Huaixu was shocked, and he finally remembered where he had seen this painting.

On his birthday last year, Bai Mengxia did give him a painting, but then he put it in the storage room and didn't care about it.

At that time, he had just received the news from Hong Kong City, he was in a very bad mood, and he was not interested in celebrating his birthday, Bai Mengxia's enthusiasm made him feel very tired, tired of coping, and he didn't want to live up to her wishes, so he cheered up and perfunctory a few times, and then gave up.

But since it was a birthday gift, why did Bai Mengxia take it out for auction?

She doesn't even want to keep these memories of herself now?

The guilt in Lu Huaixu's heart was gradually replaced by anger, and his face gradually turned cold, "So what? ”

Bai Mengxia felt a sharp pain in her heart, her eyes were slightly red, she stretched out her right hand and touched it lightly on the glass frame, and the resoluteness in her eyes flashed.

With a loud bang, Bai Mengxia casually picked up the inkstone on the table and smashed it on the glass frame.

Before anyone present could react, she picked up the lighter she had been holding in her hand and threw it on the smashed painting.