Song Mi was completely defenseless, and was really shocked by Qiao Weiwei's voice, but it was only for a moment, and it returned to normal in a blink of an eye, "Qiao Yudong is your brother, right?"

"You'd better call him back right away. ”

Qiao Weiwei woke up hungry, originally a little top-heavy and groggy, as soon as he heard Qiao Yudong's three words, he immediately woke up from drowsiness, and then his heart became empty, "That...... My brother, he's looking for you?"

Song Mi raised her chin to look at her: "He went to Glow to find you!"

"My mom, why didn't you say it earlier!" Qiao Weiwei subconsciously touched his mobile phone, and he couldn't touch it left and right before he remembered that both mobile phones were confiscated by the gang of dogs who killed a thousand knives, "Mi'er, borrow me your mobile phone." ”

As she spoke, she walked over in three or two steps and picked up the other mobile phone she put on the table, "Hey, why don't you lock the screen of your phone!"

"Are you reading a message?"

"Who is this number?" Even if you look at the person's information without consent, you can read it directly, I'm afraid only Miss Qiao can do it, "I can't catch up, Ye Zhao is on duty." ”

"Who is this?" Qiao Weiwei, who had a vivid expression, was not online at the moment, "In these years, have the bodyguards been dragged like this, dare to talk to the boss so directly?"

Song Mi: "......"

"Mi'er, you can't do it, what about the majesty of the heroine who saved the beauty in South Africa back then?" Qiao Weiwei glanced at her as he spoke, withdrew from the message, dialed, and muttered in a low voice, "Is this place in Jinzhou so good? ”

The call was quickly connected, but it was answered slowly, probably because it was an unfamiliar number, and after it was connected, Qiao Yudong's signature voice came over slowly, "Which one." ”

"Brother, it's me!" Qiao Weiwei simply walked over and sat down on the sofa, not bothering to avoid Song Mi, "I heard that you came to the bar to find me? Why did you come here?"

“......”

Next to her, Song Mi glanced at the time boredly, it was only half past two.

She was going to go back to her room to sleep for a while, whether to go to Lu Zhizhi's art exhibition or not, and it would not be too late for her to decide when she woke up.

As a result, when she changed her clothes and just lifted the quilt, before she could lie on the bed, Qiao Weiwei walked in in a hurry, "Mi'er, come with me to a place at night." ”

Song Mi sat down on the edge of the bed, "Say it again." ”

"You have to go. Qiao Weiwei rushed to her in a fit of smoke and said, "That Lu Zhizhi, remember?"

"The one who was on the hot search with Lawyer Wen last time, she opened a personal exhibition and invited a lot of people!"

Song Mi didn't expect that Qiao Weiwei was also invited, "Why do I have to go?"

"Huh?" Qiao Weiwei's eyes rolled, and he had an expression of "what are you talking about?"

"At first glance, I know that she has been coveting Lawyer Wen for a long time!"

- Rival in love?

After thinking about it, Song Mi smiled, "So you mean, let me go and cheer for my rival?"

"Who said that if you go, you will be a cheer?" Qiao Weiwei obviously disagreed with this statement, and he couldn't roll his eyes, "Is the painting world so easy to mix, even if she is Ye Ying's closed disciple?"

"Relying on a few stinky money in the family, making such a high-profile exhibition, opening a personal painting exhibition?" Qiao Weiwei looked disapproving, "I also recruited my brother over, so I almost couldn't explain my whereabouts, made up a bunch of nonsense, and died of exhaustion!"

Song Mi sometimes really thinks that Qiao Weiwei is also a strange person, as if he has extraordinarily sincere feelings for anyone and everything, or is devoted.

Disgust is also an emotion.

Qiao Weiwei made it clear that she didn't like Lu Zhizhi, and Song Mi didn't like it either, but she wouldn't waste saliva and expressions like Qiao Weiwei to complain.

What Lu Zhizhi did to her, she must get it back with interest.

As for whether you are in a hurry today...... Wait until she wakes up.

Seeing that she was thoughtful, Qiao Weiwei directly took the idea for her, "Let's go together, it's decided!"

"I'm going to dress you up beautifully with my own hands, the kind of glamorous one, and as soon as you appear, the white lotus surnamed Lu will be turned into scum in seconds. ”

Song Mi was amused again, and lay down by herself, "But now I just want to sleep, please go out and close the door." ”

"Thank you. ”

Who knew that Qiao Weiwei walked out a few steps and suddenly turned around, "Oh yes, Mi'er, can you cook me another pot of chicken soup when you wake up?"

"It's delicious!"

When Song Mi entered the kitchen in the morning, she found that the soup in the pot was all gone, and she knew that Qiao Weiwei drank it in the middle of the night last night without asking.

Well, I didn't say hello, I drank all her soup, and I was ashamed to let her cook another pot?

Miss Qiao is really!

"It's red date black chicken soup, right?" Qiao Weiwei stood there, reminiscing about the good taste of the first sip of soup yesterday as he spoke.

Of course, the second and third sips are also delicious, otherwise she wouldn't have been able to stop drinking until they were all drunk, "However, why does it seem to be drunk by a confinement person?"

"Oh yes, I think I see brown sugar in the cupboard. ”

Qiao Weiwei was still saying that Song Mi had already reached out to pull up the quilt, turned over, and once again said with practical actions: She just wants to sleep now.

After Qiao Weiwei went out, she fell asleep quickly.

However, it is not so stable.

I don't know how long she slept, but Qiao Weiwei's voice rang in her ears again. Not only that, Qiao Weiwei also reached out and shook her arm, "Mi'er, wake up, how do you see me wearing this?"

......

The other side.

Lu Zhizhi thought of the curve to save the country, and it was not a day or two away.

In the eyes of Feng Shengzhi, the mother who was able to get Wen Yanli, there is providence and artificiality, and the most important thing is that she is attentive enough.

and her sketch, which was extremely expressive and full of emotion, made Feng Shengzhi recognize the person in the painting as her son at a glance.

What mother can be completely indifferent to a girl who admires her son?

What's more, in the previous months in Vancouver, Lu Zhizhi would accompany Feng Shengzhi to run outdoors every weekend, occasionally send her some hand-made desserts and pastries, accompany her to arrange flowers, help her trim the flowers and plants in the yard, and even let her be a model for herself once.

Whether she is alone, or by Ye Ying's side, when she is with a group of elders, she thinks that she is dignified, has a wealthy family, and marries a wife as a beautiful lady, which is obvious to all.

There was even a time when Feng Shengzhi fainted in the yard, but she was sent to the hospital in time after she found out.

She later secretly went to the hospital to check, and it turned out that Feng Shengzhi had liver disease and had a liver transplant a few years ago.

Lu Zhizhi has never mentioned in front of Wen Yanli about her relationship with his mother.

This time, she personally invited Feng Shengzhi, and with Ye Ying's relationship, it is reasonable for Feng Shengzhi to fly back all the way.

What made her feel most hopeful was that when she mentioned the art exhibition, Feng Shengzhi asked her sideways if she would exhibit the sketch.

Of course, she could see that Feng Shengzhi liked her.

Therefore, when she went to the airport to pick up Feng Shengzhi and them in person, all she was thinking about was how to find out this matter with Wen Yanli.

Unexpectedly, when she called, he not only did not question anything about the matter, but also asked her if she had time after the exhibition, and he had something to say to her.

A single family, and his mother was seriously ill before.

It is conceivable how much he will attach importance to his mother's opinion, even if it is very likely.

What would he tell her?

Offering to have a formal relationship?

Thinking like this, Lu Zhizhi couldn't help but jump with joy.

Although she always minded what he and Song Mi had done, she couldn't help but be angry, but it was all Song Mi's fault.

Although she didn't want to admit it, she had to say that Song Mi was really good-looking!

What Shen Ruming said makes sense, a woman who looks like her takes the initiative to throw herself into her arms, and even tries her best to make every effort to make sure which man can resist.

In the second half of the video, a back of Song Mi was photographed.

Although it is just a back, just looking at the curve of the slender waist and hips, it is inevitably envious, jealous and hateful.

And men.

Shen Ruming's words are not wrong, this man really wants something!

Pectoral muscles, abs, mermaid line.

And a sturdy back.

Therefore, it made her even more jealous, this man should have been hers, but he was robbed by this Song Mi who was killed halfway.

She hates!

She is not reconciled!

When she received Shen Ruming's call, Feng Shengzhi and her friend were already in her car, so she hurriedly coped with two sentences and hung up the phone.

After sending people to the hotel room and settling down, she found a vacancy to call Shen Ruming back.

She never expected Shen Ruming to make such a request!

This is her first solo exhibition, how much time and effort did she put in, how much money did she spend on it, and how many people did she invite through the relationship between the Lu family and her brother?

- How can you do that!?

In this way, how can she still mix in this circle?

From now on, when it comes to her paintings, what will be the first thing that comes to mind?

As a result, Shen Ruming smiled, "Zhizhi, don't you really think that you can get rid of it, do you?" Do you think that after you did that kind of thing to Song Mi, she would give up?"

But what really made her up her mind was not that she was afraid of Song Mi's revenge, there was the Lu family behind her, and there was no evidence, what could Song Mi do to her?

Or because of love.

She loved that man.

I love him so much that I would rather destroy him with my own hands.

Then when he was notorious and spurned, he stayed with him, encouraged him, and even helped him reinvent a new career.

She can completely let him enter the Lu clan, and like her brother, become her father's right-hand man, with his ability, this is simply a matter of ease.

She wants to be the most important being in his life!

But she still has concerns, because Song Mi's face has never appeared in the video at all.

What surprised Lu Zhizhi even more was that even this point, Shen Ruming had arranged it for her, "...... In this way, do you think that your lawyer Wen will be mixed with Song Mi again?"

Hearing this, Lu Zhizhi almost didn't have any hesitation.

She didn't really love painting in the first place, and her talent wasn't necessarily very high, but because she had been in elementary school for many years, she always had to make some "well-known" grades.

With the financial resources of the Lu family and the unspoken rules of this circle, it is not difficult for her to create popularity for herself and gain a reputation as a new beautiful painter.

The first solo exhibition sounds like a big deal. However, if she sacrifices an art exhibition in exchange for gaining a love, then she is willing.

Even if she can't get a man's sincerity for a while, at least Feng Shengzhi has to pass the level once.

It was under such determination that Lu Zhizhi made that call to Song Mi.

Although she didn't get a definite answer, she was confident that Song Mi would definitely come tonight.

As long as Song Mi comes, she will never drop the chain, and tonight she will let everyone see clearly, this woman who has occupied the hot search all day and has been called by tens of millions of netizens is white and rich and beautiful in the world, what kind of goods is in her bones!

......

At seven o'clock in the evening, Song Mi and Qiao Weiwei arrived at the gate of the villa.

Looking at the pomp, the Lu family is really willing to spend money on this daughter, in Qiao Weiwei's words, "It seems that artists rely on money to smash this sentence, it's really true!"

"The Artist's Fatal Trifecta: Who Am I? Where am I? Who Have I Provoked?"

Qiao Weiwei talked to himself, and he also had his own sound effects, which was really funny.

Song Mi smiled again, "Shouldn't you, did you have any holiday with Miss Lu in the past?"

"Cut, me and her?" Qiao Weiwei obviously didn't accept this statement, "Just like her, I don't want to see the back of my head, can I have a holiday with her?"

"Pull it down!" Qiao Weiwei said, stretching his neck and looking left and right, "I don't know if my brother has arrived." ”

Walking all the way in, soon a waiter passed by with champagne, and Song Mi inevitably remembered the glass of champagne that Lu Zhizhi handed her that night.

It is actually a good way to repay the other in the other way.

Pills, in her handbag.

Whether to use it or not, she was still hesitating.

It's not that I'm afraid of offending the Lu family, I always feel that if I use it tonight, it seems too cheap Lu Zhizhi.

The scene environment is elegantly arranged, with a strong artistic atmosphere but not deliberate, and it can be seen that it has taken a lot of thought.

The money is bound to burn a lot.

The ambiance was sufficient.

However, Song Mi didn't expect to meet Huo Qingjue here.

The other party was obviously also surprised, "Mr. Song." ”

Song Mi smiled slightly, "Young Master Huo." ”

This Huo Qingjue looks like a talent, grinning, quite a bit of sunshine, not as rigid as when I met for the first time at the fair, "I met twice in one day, which shows that I am very close to Mr. Song." ”

Song Mi was noncommittal, glanced at Qiao Weiwei next to her, and introduced, "My friend, Miss Qiao." ”

"Huo Qingjue, Huo Gongzi. ”

Taking advantage of the time between Qiao Weiwei and Huo Qingjue to greet each other, Song Mi glanced at the nearest painting in her field of vision.

From color to layout, from expression to visual tension, it is at most decent.

In other words, Lu Zhizhi has no talent in painting, and it is difficult to become a great tool.

Just as they were retracting their gaze, a man approached them.

Qiao Weiwei also saw it, and quickly approached her and whispered, "My brother is here." ”

Song Mi has Qiao Yudong's personal information in her mind.

Knowing his position and identity, on the surface he is an idle man, specializing in art.

Lu Zhizhi invited him over, and he was on the right path.

Qiao Yudong and Huo Qingjue also knew each other, and then there was another round of greetings.

Song Mi is generous and easy.

Qiao Yudong stretched out his hand to Song Miyi very gentlemanly, "Mr. Song, sister, I thank Mr. Song for taking care of me!"

Song Mi smiled lightly and stretched out her hand to return the salute, "If you really want to say it, it is also a mutual care." ”

It seems that Huo Qingjue seems to be very surprised that Qiao Weiwei is Qiao Yudong's sister, and the surprised micro-expression passed for a moment, but it did not escape Song Mi's eyes.

At this moment, Lu Zhizhi, who was wearing a white dress, appeared, greeting and entertaining generously, full of hostess.

They were all invited guests, so they naturally had to follow the rhythm of the host's house, not to mention that it was originally an art exhibition, so they only had a shallow conversation, and then they began to "appreciate" the paintings around them.

Qiao Yudong obviously had something to say to Qiao Weiwei, so the two of them walked together.

Huo Qingjue intended to be with Song Mi, but after taking a few steps, someone came over to say hello.

Song Mi placed the order at the right time and walked away.

After a while, the voice of the narrator came from the wall-mounted audio equipment, leading everyone to the Water Joy Hall in the middle of the venue.

Five minutes later, there will be a retrospective of Ye Ying's series of works.

In fact, Lu Zhizhi was quite smart, and he was not afraid that the teacher would steal the limelight from him, but put Ye Ying's work at the beginning as soon as he came up.

Song Mi was very absent-minded, and her eyes subconsciously searched the crowd.

As she was walking with her feet up, someone behind her called out to her in a low voice, "Why did you come here?"