The assistant hesitated, "I heard that Fan Hongru's personality is a bit weird, and people who are not familiar with him are not easy to date." ”

Gu Beixian snorted lightly and pinched the phone.

After a moment of silence, he dialed it to his old man.

When plugged in.

Gu Beixian asked, "Grandpa, do you know a wealthy foreign businessman named Fan Hongru?" Almost 70 years old, Chinese-American, fond of antiques, especially Fan Kuan's calligraphy and paintings. ”

The old man thought for a while and said, "I know, I had a few dealings in the early years, do you have something to do with him?" ”

"Do you two have a relationship?"

"Sort of, I did him a favor more than thirty years ago."

"Big or small?"

"It's not small."

What he said was not small, it should be a big busy.

Gu Beixian knew it in his heart, and answered, "Okay, I'll hang up." ”

The old man choked and complained: "Stinky boy, you called me at night just to ask me this?" ”

"Well, I have something to do with Fan Hongru."

"When are you going to take Xiao Su back to the old house? Your grandmother has been talking about her a lot lately. ”

Gu Beixian said in his heart: Everyone was disturbed by your old son.

The marriage is divorced, how can we see each other?

He said lightly: "Su Wu has been very busy with work recently, so I'll bring it back to see you after a while." ”

When the old man heard this, he was anxious and advised: "You tell her to pay attention to her body, don't be too tired, after all, she is pregnant." Our family is not short of the little money she earns, so we must take good care of the fetus and let her pay more attention to nutrition. ”

Hearing the child coldly, Gu Beixian stabbed in the heart.

Pins and needles are generally uncomfortable.

Su Wan's miscarriage was hidden from the old man and the old lady, for fear that the two of them would not be able to stand the blow.

After a few perfunctory words from the old man, Gu Beixian hung up the phone.

He asked the assistant for Fan Hongru's contact information and called him personally.

At first, it was the secretary who took it.

After Gu Beixian reported the old man's name, he replaced Fan Hongru himself to pick it up.

After a polite greeting with him for a sentence or two, Gu Beixian explained his intentions, "Mr. Fan, I heard that you have been looking for a facsimile of "Traveling in Streams and Mountains" in China, right?" ”

Unexpectedly, Fan Hongru's personality is not strange.

On the contrary, extremely easy-going.

He laughed, "Yes, I have been asking Mr. Zhou from the Baichuan Museum to help me find it all these years." However, the facsimiles I found were all a little bit less meaningful, and I was not too satisfied. ”

There was a pause.

"But this afternoon, he sent me a couple of videos, and the painting is very spiritual," he added. It's a pity that the other party somehow suddenly changed his hexagram and refused to make a move. ”

Through the mobile phone, you can hear the regret in his tone.

Gu Beixian is such a smart person.

Several things were connected in series, and he immediately figured it out.

Someone must have gotten a ghost out of it.

He smiled and said, "The painting you said is now in my hands, if the old gentleman is interested, let's make an appointment to meet?" ”

Fan Hongru was obviously surprised, "That's no better." ”

"What country are you in now?"

"I returned to China two days ago to move my ancestral grave, and now I'm in Kyoto, what about you?"

Gu Beixian smiled, "It just so happens that I'm also in Kyoto." ”

The two agreed to meet immediately.

Say a few words and end the call.

Gu Beixian returned to the study, held Su Wan's waist, and pulled her into his arms.

Fingers rubbed gently over her pale little face.

He said: "I found out that the person I wanted to paint was a Chinese-American named Fan Hongru. Mr. Fan is very satisfied with your painting, saying that it is your side that has changed his mind and refuses to make a move. I made an appointment with him to meet tomorrow night, and you will come with me with your paintings. ”

Too much information.

Su Wan didn't react for a while.

Digested it well for a while.

Her dead heart suddenly came alive, like a dying butterfly, spreading its wings and flying again.

The dim eyes are also revived.

She turned her head to look at Gu Beixian, "What you said is true?" Does that person really like my paintings? ”

Gu Beixian chuckled, "I like it, I heard that you refused to make a move, and he is very sorry." ”

Su Wan understood.

It was Zhou Baichuan who lied.

It made her doubt herself for a long time.

Gu Beixian pinched her fair little face, and said angrily: "It's a small thing with a big sesame seed, looking at you like this, it's like the sky is falling, you don't eat any food, and you have a good time." ”

Su Wan glanced at him lightly.

Gu Beixian hooked his lips and smiled.

He stood up, walked to his desk, unfolded the scroll, and looked down at it, "Look, this picture is so lifelike that it comes to life." I don't know this majestic momentum, I thought it was painted by a nine-foot strong man. Our sister-in-law is really versatile, painting mountains and mountains, painting shrimp and shrimp, and painting bamboo and bamboo. ”

Su Wan knew that he was trying to make her happy.

Thousands of wears, but sycophants don't wear.

was coaxed by him like this, and she felt less aggrieved.

Gu Beixian turned around and took her hand, "Let's go, let's go down and eat." I heard Sister-in-law Liu say that you have forgotten to sleep and eat these days, and you haven't eaten well. ”

It's not very delicious.

In order to paint this painting, Su Wu lost three pounds.

That night, she ate two small bowls of rice, drank a bowl of soup, and ate a lot of meat and vegetables.

propped up the originally flat stomach like a small watermelon.

Touching her bulging lower abdomen, Gu Beixian thought of the fetus that died.

I really want to remarry Su Yu as soon as possible.

After remarriage, having another child may be able to soothe the pain in the hearts of the two.

The next day, eight o'clock in the evening.

Su Wu took the painting and Gu Beixian and came to the hotel where Fan Hongru was staying on time.

Two people take the elevator to the penthouse suite.

Gu Beixian rang the doorbell.

The one who came to open the door was Fan Hongru's assistant, wearing a white shirt, black trousers, and black-framed glasses, a Chinese, very energetic young man.

After entering the house.

The assistant let the two of them to the sofa in the living room, served them tea, and said, "Please wait a moment, Fan Lao will come out soon." ”

Gu Beixian nodded slightly.

It didn't take long for Fan Hongru to come out of the study.

An old man with an elegant temperament and a very peaceful one.

He was about seventy years old, with gray hair, a face covered with traces of time, and a pair of eyes that were wise and bright.

Wearing a silver-white buckle Tang suit, stepping on a pair of black cloth shoes, and holding a string of small leaf red sandalwood bracelets in his hand.

Su Wu glanced at it, and the bracelet was the highest quality red sandalwood full of Venus.

Although Fan Hongru is over 70 years old, his shoulders are straight and he walks vigorously.

At first glance, it is extraordinary.

Gu Beixian and Su Wan stood up and greeted with a smile: "Fan Lao is good." ”

"Sit, please." Fan Hongru and Yan Yuese.

After taking their seats, a few people said a few polite words.

Fan Hongru looked at Gu Beixian, "Let's look at the painting first." ”

Su Wu picked up the painting from the table next to her and carefully unfolded it.

Fan Hongru's gaze unfolded a little bit with the painting.

The eyes are getting brighter and brighter.

He stood up, bent over, his fingers caressing the distant mountains above, his fingertips slowly swiped down, and muttered to himself, "This is how it feels, this is how it feels." This mountain, this waterfall, this jungle, this caravan, this mule and horse, the painting is good, the painting is wonderful. ”

As he watched, his eyes became wet.