The man was dressed in a noble dress, although he was in his fifties, his temperament was very good, and he looked like an elite person.

But he grabbed Wen Ning's wrist tightly, which made people feel very rude.

Wen Ning frowned and maintained basic politeness, "This gentleman, you may have recognized the wrong person, I don't have the surname An." ”

Strangely, Principal Zheng also asked her if her surname was An.

She really looks alike with the one surnamed Ann?

The man also sensed his gaffe, and hurriedly let go of Wen Ning, "I'm sorry, I thought I met the descendants of the deceased......"

When this person talked to Mo Sang just now, he behaved intimately, and he had a good relationship at first glance.

Wen Ning was also embarrassed to investigate, so he had to say, "It's okay." ”

At this time, Mo Sang said to her in half-baked Chinese: "Wen Ning, this is my friend Mr. Wen Yuan, the president of Xinguo National University, he brought a painting, I think, you should be very interested!" ”

As he spoke, he lifted the white canvas that covered the canvas from the canvas, revealing an oil painting that looked like it was a bit old.

It is the kind of realistic oil painting, the girl in the painting has black hair and snow skin, delicate eyebrows and eyes, wearing a retro style princess puffy skirt standing in a large sea of red roses, and holding a large bouquet of bright roses in her hand, which makes her lips more and more red, and her snow skin is beautiful.

Wen Ning froze.

One is for the artist's superb skills, this painting style is elegant, delicate and realistic, you can almost see the pale blue capillaries under the girl's skin, such a high-standard painting, absolutely from the master's hand.

The second is that the person in the painting looks very similar to herself, and she has a feeling of looking in the mirror.

Wen Ning couldn't help but whisper: "This, this is me?" ”

After asking, she felt a little lost: "No, it's not me, this painting is at least twenty years old, and I am just twenty-one years old, so it can't be me." ”

Wen Yuan looked at the person in the painting with fascination, and said softly: "Of course it's not you, this is my former student, the little princess of our new Guoan family, she has a very high talent for painting, but unfortunately she stopped painting later." ”

He gently stroked the girl in the painting, "She is more beautiful than you, and she is a genius painter in our new country, countless people have been crazy about it, and this painting does not paint her true charm......"

Wen Ning became interested all of a sudden, looked at the painting, and said softly: "Is it that after her child is gone, she won't paint anymore?" ”

Wen Yuan turned around violently: "How do you know?" ”

Wen Ning pointed outside: "Principal Zheng Yuantong mentioned it to me, and he also thought that my surname was An." ”

Wen Yuan's gaze patrolled Wen Ning's face again, revealing a regretful expression: "It can only be said that people are similar, you are about six or seven points like her, but she only has one daughter, who died before she was two years old, and then locked herself in the temple to pray for Buddha, and never saw anyone......"

Wen Ning felt a little uncomfortable, she is also a mother now, and she can best understand what the child is conscious of to the mother.

Moreover, this person seemed to have some fate with her, and she couldn't help but say curiously: "I really want to see how good-looking she is, you all say she is beautiful." ”

Wen Yuan's face was sad: "Many of the people who pursued her back then are still single for her, but the person she married is too domineering, since she was with that person, she rarely went out, and then after their daughter died, she left home......"

He fell into memories: "I heard that after the child was gone, she didn't even see that person, and that person built a temple for her, and was afraid that she would leave, so he surrounded dozens of miles of places, which was actually a disguised captivity." ”

"It's just that the man locked himself up there, and both of them drew the ground as a prison, and I heard that the man was also one. Night Whitehead ......"

Wen Ning listened, and didn't know why he felt that his heart was so blocked.

The story was obviously a bit outrageous like the novel, but she felt like crying.

She couldn't help but ask, "What's her name?" ”

Wen Yuan came back to his senses, glanced at her, and said lightly: "Her name is Anxin." ”

Wen Ning said again: "What about that person, is it her husband, what is his name?" ”

Wen Yuan frowned, "It's inconvenient to answer, because you are a student of Mo Sang, and you look a little like her, so I am willing to talk to you so much, don't ask anything else." ”

Wen Ning also felt that he was a little rude, so he had to stop.

However, she was really a little curious, and couldn't help but search for the name Anxin on her mobile phone.

But nothing was found.

So, she entered keywords such as peace of mind, new country, and temple.

Unexpectedly, I really found something.

It's rare, but it's something to be captured from it.

It turned out that Anxin was the youngest daughter of the An family of the new country, and after the An family had an accident, she was adopted by the Qin family, the richest man in the new country, and later, I don't know why, she married the heir of the Qin family.

There is very little information about this peace of mind, but there is a lot of information about the Qin family.

These materials all show that the Qin family is a well-known super wealthy family in Southeast Asia, and they are extremely low-key, but they have a wide range of hunting in private.

Wen Ning looked at it for a while, then lost interest, and was about to put away his mobile phone, when a message popped up in his mobile phone.

"My good daughter, do you know who I am?"

Wen Ning's heart skipped a beat, and he felt that the blood in his whole body had coagulated.

She hurriedly looked at the phone that sent the message, but found that it was an unknown IP, and the real information was hidden.

She stared at the message for a long time, remembering the figure she had seen in the cemetery yesterday.

Could it really be that person?

He's alive?

No, it can't be, he's already dead in the sea, it's impossible to be alive.

However, if he is really alive, why hasn't he come to him once after so many years?

In this way, Wen Ning was always uneasy, and he didn't even listen to the content of the class, and he was confused until the end of school.

In the past, after school, Lu Yanci would usually pick her up in person.

But today, it was Zhang Hua who came to pick her up.

It was almost dark, and there was some wind, Zhang Hua put a soft cashmere shawl on her shoulder, "Young lady, are you taking a car or walking home today?" ”

Actually, it's really close to the courtyard, even if it's a walk, it's only ten minutes.

As long as the weather is not particularly bad, Wen Ning will walk with Lu Yanci, and it will be a walk.

She looked around, didn't see Lu Yanci, and was slightly disappointed: "Let's walk, where is the uncle?" ”

Zhang Hua still looked expressionless: "There is an important meeting in the company in the evening, and you may have to come back later, he asked you not to wait for him tonight, and sleep by yourself." ”

"Let's go, young lady."

Wen Ning was a little unaccustomed to the title of young lady: "Miss Zhang, you still call me Wen Ning, or Ning Ning, the young lady sounds weird." ”

Zhang Hua said: "You and the third master have already received the certificate, and they are the rightful hostess of the Yan family, you can afford this young lady." ”

Wen Ning knew that he couldn't resist her, so he had to go with her.

The two slowly walked out of the school gate and slowly walked into the alley in front of them.

However, I don't know why, Wen Ning always felt that someone was staring at her from behind.