The older siblings, who had always been busy with work, suddenly became idle.

Today, Gu Yifeng called Su Xingyan to eat.

Tomorrow, Gu Xianyun called her to listen to the opera.

The day after tomorrow, Gu Xiao and Chu Yun called her to go horseback riding.

But Su Xingyan is not interested in these at all, what she wants to do most is to discuss ancient paintings and ancient characters with like-minded people, and cross thousands of years together to figure out the state of mind when they painted this painting.

It is a soul-to-soul discussion, a collision of wisdom and wisdom.

In fact, I can discuss it with my mother, but I am too familiar with it, and I always lose some charm.

When I met Shen Ke again, the midsummer had passed, and the weather had turned into autumn cold.

Su Xingyan took her bodyguards to an auction house in the island city to participate in a group of ancient paintings and calligraphy.

Many art treasures are in the hands of private collectors, not visible in museums, but accessible at auctions.

Therefore, in addition to frequent visits to museums, Su Xingyan usually appears in the auctions of various ancient calligraphy and paintings.

The auction began, and sure enough, she did not lose what she expected.

Many paintings of the Yuan, Ming and Qing dynasties representing the first-class level of painters at that time are displayed.

There are Zhao Mengfu's "Linhuang Court Sutra" and a number of old collections of the Qing Palace, as well as Sheng Mao, Leng Qian, Zhao Yong, Wang Chong and other high-end artworks.

The gods turned, and the auction atmosphere was tense and stalemate.

If Su Xingyan likes it, she will raise her cards to bid.

More than ten minutes later, Wen Zhengming's "New Yan Poetic Volume" was presented in front of everyone.

The spring color of the south of the Yangtze River is full of vitality and vitality, which is a rare light and bright color painting of flowers and birds, and what is particularly rare is that after hundreds of years, the paper and ink of this painting are as good as new, and the state of preservation is almost intact.

The poetic volume of the new Yan is called the three masterpieces of poetry, calligraphy and painting, and was composed in 1544.

At that time, Wen Zhengming was 75 years old, but he was still as light as a swallow, and his calligraphy was never sick, old and weak.

Su Xingyan wanted to take a picture and give it to her grandfather Gu Aoting.

Soon it will be his birthday, so as to inspire him to be old and ambitious.

"New Yan Poetic Volume" starts at 10 million.

Su Xingyan held up a sign to participate in the auction.

Prices have skyrocketed, and there are fewer and fewer people following behind.

In the end, there was only one woman, biting her and constantly raising the price.

Every time Su Xingyan shouted the price, the woman would add one million to follow.

The price soon exceeded 30 million yuan.

Su Xingyan couldn't help but look back at her.

She is about thirty years old, with a slender and slender posture, quite charming, a pair of uplifted peach blossom eyes, melon seed face, pointed chin, upturned nose, vermilion lips, thick black hair loosely curled behind her head, wearing an off-the-shoulder black tight dress, with precious jewelry, sexy waist, can be called a glamorous stunner.

Su Xingyan wanted to withdraw her gaze, but her eyes were attracted by the man beside her.

A slender young man, dressed in an ironed and serious suit, with handsome facial features, deep eyebrows and eyes, and slightly pursed lips.

The smooth skin seems to have been brushed with a pale glaze under the cold white light, and it looks like a particularly ascetic and sparse temperament.

Su Xingyan's breathing was light.

That's Shen Ke.

It was a beautiful dream she once had.

She suppressed her heartbeat and bowed slightly at him, which was a greeting.

Shen Ke nodded lightly, restrained and detached.

The amorous woman leaned over to Shen Ke's ear, her palm was drawn in an arc, and she exchanged heads and ears with him, her slender fingers were as slender as jade.

Shen Ke nodded from time to time.

The woman chuckled, laughing wildly.

The intimate picture stung Su Xingyan.

She retracted her gaze and directly raised her sign and shouted: "Forty million." ”

This time, the woman didn't follow along.

The auctioneer fell under the hammer, and Su Xingyan pocketed the peak masterpiece of the four Ming families.

Su Xingyan is not much interested in the next collection.

My mind is full of pictures of Shen Ke and the glamorous woman talking and laughing.

The auction ends.

Su Xingyan took the bodyguard to pay the money to accept the collection.

Shen Ke and the glamorous woman are also there.

The beautiful woman's fair-skinned and delicate arms held Shen Ke's arm intimately, followed by an assistant and a group of other people.

Su Xingyan's gaze stayed on the arms of the two for a moment.

I felt like something was piercing my eyes.

It hurts slightly.

The glamorous woman noticed her gaze, curled her lips and smiled, let go of Shen Ke's arm, walked over, and stretched out her hand to her, "Hello, my name is You Wei, I just came back from abroad not long ago, you may not have heard of me." The painting was originally going to be taken and given to my grandfather, but Ah Ke said that he knew you, so he gave it to you. ”

Su Xingyan felt a sharp tingling in her heart.

Ake.

She called him Ake.

And she kept calling him Mr. Shen.

Obviously feeling uncomfortable, Su Xingyan chuckled lightly on her face, "Since that's the case, let's give that painting to Miss You." ”

"No, I've already taken another collection for my grandfather."

Su Xingyan heard her voice and said calmly, "Thank you." ”

You Yu shrugged, "It's a trivial matter." ”

She moved lightly, twisted her thin waist like a water snake, returned to Shen Ke, and said to him, "Ah Ke, let's go and inspect the collection." ”

"Okay."

The two walked forward together.

Su Xingyan froze in place, quietly looking at the arms of the two of them, like a tree crushed by snow, which could not be dissolved for a long time.

It wasn't until the bodyguard called out to her that she came back to her senses.

After inspecting the collection, I swiped my card to pay and left.

The third day of flying back from the island city.

Lu Yanshu called her to ask her for dinner, saying that he had a friend's son and wanted to get to know her.

As soon as I heard it, it was a blind date.

This time, Su Xingyan didn't refuse again and agreed.

About in a private restaurant with a very good environment.

The winding path is quiet, the sound of silk and bamboo, the wine and delicacies, and the fragrance is fragrant.

Su Xingyan looked at the young talent across the table, who was the same age as her, and she couldn't find fault with her appearance and family background.

But Su Xingyan felt that he was vulgar, and he opened and closed his mouth to either business experience, stocks, racing wine, or various extreme sports, and he had a sense of arrogance that had been raised by wealth since childhood.

Arrogance is a thing, and if it is not well controlled, it will become domineering.

Su Xingyan couldn't help but think of Shen Ke's humility and restraint in her mind.

If it were him, he would definitely not be so flying.

Halfway through, Lu Yanshu found an excuse to leave.

The young talent is called Hu Yang, the domineering Hu, a very rare surname.

Hu Yang handed over a platinum business card, "Miss Su, this is my business card, it's convenient to add a WeChat when I go back." ”

Su Xingyan nodded.

The two exchanged business cards.

Hu Yang stared at her with straight and fiery eyes, "Miss Su is the most beautiful and elegant girl I have ever seen, but it's a pity that there are too few words, and you don't usually like to talk?" ”

Su Xingyan smiled lightly, "Yes, I have been quiet since I was a child. ”

"I love to be lively, and we complement each other perfectly."

When he was almost finished, Hu Yang called the waiter to settle the bill.

The waiter said that someone had already married.

Hu Yang called Lu Yanshu, "Grandpa Lu, I'll have a treat when I say yes, how can I let you settle the bill all the time?" ”

Lu Yanshu said: "I went to settle the bill, and the front desk said that someone had settled it, and I thought you had settled it in advance." ”

Hu Yang looked at Su Xingyan.

Su Xingyan shook her head slightly, it wasn't her knot.

I don't know who settled the account.

The call ended, and the two got up to leave.

Outside, the night was dark, and the autumn breeze was bleak.

Hu Yang took off the white coat on his body and draped it on Su Xingyan, "Don't catch a cold." ”

The clothes smell of men's perfume.

It was a very expensive perfume, but Su Xingyan instinctively resisted, and raised her hand to take it off and return it to him.

His hand was held by him.

Hu Yang hooked his lips and chuckled, staring at her with his eyes hot and flamboyant, "Miss Su is not as beautiful as a mortal in the world, and there is an urge to marry you home immediately." ”

is very flirtatious, listening to Su Xingyan's ears, I only feel frivolous.

She still prefers Shen Ke's calm and restrained type.

Hu Yang's gesture of holding her hand looked like he was holding her.

Su Xingyan said uncomfortably: "Can you let go of my hand?" ”

"Wait a minute." Hu Yang reached into her hair and gently took off a tiny petal, "Look, the petals are attracted to you, let alone me?" ”

Su Xingyan picked up tiny grains of rice on her arms.

Hu Yang walked forward side by side with her, "Let's go, do you want to go to the movies or watch the meteors next?" ”

Su Xingyan didn't answer, and her footsteps stopped.

His gaze was drawn by the two figures in front of him.

The man is tall and straight, dressed in ironed formal clothes, and he can feel his cold restraint just from the back, it is Shen Ke.

The woman is slender, like a stunner in the world, and she is a special woman.

Hu Yang saw her staring at the two backs, and laughed out loud and said: "That woman is the widow of a rich and luxurious person abroad, and she just returned to China to find a little white face within a few months of her husband's death, which is really idle." ”

Su Xingyan's eardrum tingled, and she suddenly felt like a thorn in her back, and said, "Mr. Shen is not a little white face, please speak with respect, thank you!" ”