mask wife

This man named Chiba Mizuki was completely different from the one who appeared under the moonlit night that time!

With a height close to 1.9 meters, paired with that navy blue suit, it simply reveals the sexy and charming temperament of a man.

His flaxen-colored mid-hair is so beautiful that it makes people speechless, and his exquisite and beautiful facial features make him even more handsome.

Yin Yingdi, who appeared in front of him on the collocation, the two men simply became the most perfect "two works of art" in this studio.

"Uh..." Yin Yingdi really didn't expect Cao Cao to be here?Politely raised a smile, he pointed to the painting on the wall: "Do you know the characters in this painting?"

"know."

Qianye Ruishu's nod frightened Qianxi who was on the side, her expression changed instantly, and she quickly lowered her head.

"This woman..." Chiba Mizuki walked slowly in front of the painting, the luster of her eyes gradually becoming infatuated.

'Damn it, if you say it, I'll kill you! ! ! '

After Qianxi finished reading in her heart, Qianye Ruishu suddenly turned her head: "She is the lover of my dreams, the goddess of laurel."

"Huh?" She was taken aback in surprise, and looked at Chiba Mizuki in surprise: "Isn't it?" He just met him once, and he said that he was the lover of his dreams? ? ?Then he is too... This is simply ridiculous!

In front of me, two men who like silver-masked women are standing face to face. This can be regarded as 'fate', as the so-called love rivals meet and are extremely jealous.Yin Yingdi's original good face was instantly covered with a veil of hostility: "The lover of my dreams? Heh...she already has a boyfriend." After finishing speaking, he raised his head proudly, as if telling Chiba Ruishu about himself It's her boyfriend.

Seeing his expression, Qianxi curled her lips in disdain...

Unexpectedly, Chiba Mizuki was not only not angry, but scratched his head inexplicably: "What does it have to do with me if she has a boyfriend? I like her, not her boyfriend??"

His funny expression, coupled with his not-so-fluent Chinese, almost made Yin Yingdi angry and anxious: "You! Forget it, I won't talk nonsense with you, then look, you know her What!" The finger pointed at Qianxi who was standing aside.

Her heart tightened, a drop of cold sweat slowly flowed from her forehead, and she quickly lowered her head at a loss.

"I know!" Chiba Mizuki walked to her side without hesitation, smiled slightly, and bowed politely: "Hello, enticement, it's the first time we meet, please take care of me!"

"Uh……"

His inexplicable greeting made Yin Yingdi and Qianxi confused, he didn't express all the answers Yin Yingdi wanted at all.

"You..." Yin Yingdi frowned, walked over quickly, looked at Qianxi and then Qianye Ruishu: "Don't you think she is very similar to the woman in your painting?"

"Of course it does!" Chiba Mizuki nodded affirmatively, making Qianxi nervous again. "Mr. Leng Liehan, you gave me the photo of enticement. I think her outline is very suitable for the image of the Laurel Goddess in my mind, so I outlined the appearance of the Laurel Goddess according to her appearance!"

"..." If it wasn't for her heart being very good, Chiba Mizuki might have to be sent to the hospital.

Who can bear the big gasp of this geek?For a while, I was so nervous that I was dying, and for a while, I relaxed myself. It was more exciting than doing a roller coaster.

Just like that, she was almost paralyzed on the ground, but thinking about it carefully, it is impossible for this painter named Chiba Mizuki not to recognize that she is a silver-masked girl. It's cold and cold, could it be...

Did Leng Lianhan already know that she was a silver-masked girl? ! ! ! !

Ah……

Qianxi's confusion and Chiba Ruishu's sudden cooperation can only be answered by Leng Lianhan standing in the dark!

Chiba Mizuki's smile gradually disappeared, and a gaze as cold as an ice peak went straight to the door of Studio B...

【recall……】

After Leng Lianhan left the exhibition hall, he first found the curator of this gallery: "Hello, curator."

"Hello, Earl Leng." Today, the curator admires his talents very much, and his eyes reveal admiration that cannot be concealed.

"Hehe, I want to ask you about someone."

After he politely asked, the curator nodded slightly: "You can ask."

"You should know about the painting "Goddess of Laurel", right?" He didn't bluntly state his reason for coming, but was testing the words of the curator step by step.

The curator hesitated for a long time, and suddenly, he clapped his hands and nodded with certainty: "I know! That painting is simply a masterpiece, and the back figure described in the painting is absolutely perfect for matching the expression of the model. It is estimated that after hundreds of years, the value of this painting should be higher than that of "Mona Lisa's Smile" written by Da Vinci."

"Hehe, I think so too!" It can be seen that this curator is a person who regards paintings as his life. He naturally has to cater to the curator's interests and hobbies, so as to penetrate into the "enemy inside" a little bit.

He who was still smiling at first suddenly frowned and sighed helplessly: "Oh, it's a pity that I may not have the chance to meet this outstanding painter."

"No, Earl Leng, this painter is still alive in the world!" The curator showed a proud smile, patted his chest, and said conceitedly: "He is my apprentice!"

"Oh??" Leng Liehan smiled secretly in his heart, and put on a surprised expression: "Really??? Am I really lucky enough to meet the curator's apprentice?"

What he said did not leave the curator with a half-step retreat.

The curator scratched his head and shook his head in embarrassment: "My apprentice has a weird personality, so..."

"Oh, I'm so disappointed. I have always studied famous paintings from various countries. I wanted to have a good chat with the artist who created the goddess of laurel, but..." He shook his head in disappointment, and he forced a smile: "Forget it!" Now, I won't embarrass the curator, but you are really... lucky to have such an excellent apprentice!"

Obviously, his words were full of sarcasm, alluding to the master's incompetence, and he would be afraid to bring people to meet his apprentice.

The curator is not stupid, of course he understood what he meant: "Hehe, how can I meet Earl Leng? It's considered a bosom friend. What's the harm in bringing Earl Leng to meet my stupid apprentice?"

Heh... Leng Liehan undoubtedly achieved his goal, and followed the curator slowly to the second floor of this exhibition hall.

As he walked up to the escalator on the second floor, the curator obviously slowed down his pace. This time he took a big hat, but he didn't know what to do next.

In case the apprentice makes a fuss, I'm afraid the master will have to walk away. After all, every artist has a special personality.

Reaching the depth of the corridor, in a transparent glass window, a man is copying a sculpture in front of the drawing board.

His beard was not cleaned, his face was covered with oil paint, and he was wearing a blue overalls.

Standing outside the door, Leng Lianhan couldn't be sure whether the man painting inside was really Chiba Mizuki!

"Okay, he's my apprentice Chiba Mizuki. I'll leave first, so I won't disturb you." The curator finished speaking in a low voice, and ran away from the second floor.

Leng Liehan shook his head, and snorted contemptuously: "It seems that this master is really afraid of his apprentices!"

Withholding his cold gaze, he lightly knocked on the transparent glass door twice, and before the person inside could answer, he pushed open the door: "Hello, Mr. Chiba!"

His smiling expression seemed so hypocritical. Chiba Mizuki, who was in the middle of creating, was taken aback when he saw him coming in, and then continued to create his own painting without even paying attention to it.

"Heh..." The ignored Leng Liehan's expression gradually became gloomy, and he slowly approached him with his hands crossed in front of him: "Mr. Qianye is not worthy of being an artist..." After finishing speaking, his eyes flashed, Torn off the unfinished masterpiece from the drawing board.

"What are you doing?" Chiba Ruishu stood up in awe, and angrily questioned Leng Lihan in front of him.

"Humph." With a cold snort, he cast his eyes at the painting in his hand with disdain: "Trash!" He spat out an insulting comment, then pinched the painting group in his hand and threw it on the ground.

"You!!!!" Facing insults and tramples on their works, no artist will remain indifferent.Chiba Mizuki looked unwillingly at the work that had turned into a ball of paper on the ground, and immediately rushed to the top of his head in anger, clenched his fists, and roared angrily: "Pick it up, you have no right to insult my painting!!!!"

Leng Liehan ignored his words, sat down on the stool, stepped on the drawing board with both feet, and said coldly: "How much is "Laurel Goddess" sold for?!"

When Chiba Mizuki heard it, it turned out that he was a businessman who wanted to buy "Laurel Goddess"? "A person with no connotation like you is not worthy of buying my paintings!"

His connotation is only incontinence in front of Chiba Mizuki. Otherwise, how could he attract the attention of this geek artist?

"Aren't you going to sell it?" Standing up slowly, he walked up to him with a sneer on his face, stretched out his hand, and pulled out his collar: "The future Prime Minister of Japan is now reduced to painting to survive. At this point, I can bid for your painting, why don't you thank me quickly?!"

Chiba Mizuki, Japan's most famous gifted child, has a strong family background and super high IQ. As early as ten years ago, the Japanese political circles had already decided that he would inherit the political status of Japan's next prime minister at the age of 26.Seeing that he was about to take over the highest power in Japan, but for some unknown reason, he fled Japan a year ago!

"You..." Chiba Mizuki's face changed, and he took a small step back nervously: "How do you know such a secret thing?"

In order to avoid the assassination of the prime minister's successor, only the current prime minister and a few important cabinet ministers know about it in Japanese politics.

"En?" Leng Liehan lowered his eyebrows frivolously, let go of the hand holding his collar: "How do I know?" Turning around and continuing to sit back on the chair, he put his hands in his pockets, shrugged disapprovingly: " I know everything, I also know..." With a gloomy smile, he said softly: "If... at this time I call Kamiya Jiya to tell you your whereabouts, I can't think of a few minutes, the Italian Mafia will definitely Make your blood splash on the spot!"

"Juya Kamiya?" Chiba Mizuki frowned and shook his head in disbelief: "No, Uncle Kamiya won't kill me!"

Kamiya Haruya, the current top cabinet minister in Japan.It is basically equivalent to the president of a company, and everything needs to be handled by him, while the prime minister is equivalent to the chairman of the board, and to put it bluntly, he is the final decision maker.These two positions are complementary and indispensable.

"Hahahahahaha, you are still a child genius, I think you are a complete fool!" Leng Lihan smiled contemptuously, and shook his head helplessly: "Do you think that with the ability of Japanese political circles, you who escaped can't be found? If Kamiyaji hadn't concealed this matter, do you think you can stay so carefree in China?"

"Of course, you may not be afraid of death, and even more unintentionally compete with Kamiyaji for the position of Prime Minister, but..." After a pause, the weird smile on his mouth became brighter: "If I call the current Prime Minister Koizumi, I will I think he will definitely bring you back to Japan to succeed him as prime minister, and by then, a struggle for power in the Japanese cabinet may be necessary!"

Looking at Leng Liehan's evil expression, listening to his piercing laughter, Chiba Mizuki stood there angrily and panicked, at a loss, not knowing what to do: "You are too despicable!!!!"

"Enhum, thank you for your compliment." Leng Liehan stood up quickly, and the smile on his face disappeared at the same time: "Boy, if you want to stay in China honestly and be with your dream lover Together, just cooperate with me properly!"

"You..." Chiba Mizuki froze in surprise, and couldn't believe why he knew that he had the lover of his dreams: "Why do you know everything?"

"Because..." A gloomy expression filled his face, and his unconcealable kingly aura instantly filled his whole body: "I am the god who rules over everything!"

Afterwards, despite Chiba Ruishu's reluctance, he changed his clothes, shaved his beard, and performed this 'play' with Leng Liehan for Emperor Yin Ying.

Back to the present...

Leng Liehan was not too sure at first that the seemingly decadent artist would be Chiba Mizuki himself, but now it seems that he is indeed a genius.Because there were many contents that were not in the original 'script', he played them on the spot.

This man...: "He is indeed a good talent, but it's a pity..." With a cold smile, he shook his head helplessly: "He is not cruel enough, nor bad enough! According to his identity and back, he is definitely the one in my game of chess. The best candidate for 'Knight'!!" The cold words fell, and he glanced at the four people not far away, and he nodded involuntarily with satisfaction.Afterwards, she gradually recovered her previous soft smile, and walked towards them slowly...

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The 'chess' that Lengliehankou refers to is chess, and the main chess pieces in this game are

king, king; empress, queen; elephant, bishop; horse, knight; chariot, castle; pawn, pawn

After completing this game of chess, Leng Lianhan's conspiracy is about to be realized. Everyone can guess who else is his chess piece!