Abuse: The Bride

What kind of beautiful painting is it?Will these people express such emotion?

When Yun Mengxue stood in front of the painting that attracted people's attention, a different feeling from the previous painting came to her face, and she finally knew what touched the hearts of these people.

Chu Mengyao, who was wearing a silk gauze skirt, leaned against the white Roman railing, slightly raised her head and looked up at the silent night sky. The light gauze curtain behind her was blown up by the wind, making people feel comfortable and quiet.

Under the night, Chu Mengyao's long hair and shawl are quiet and indifferent. Although the picture is still, it makes people feel that the strands of black hair seem to be dancing gently in front of her eyes, and the corner of her mouth curls into a slight smile. Meaning, with indescribable warmth, brings people the most direct visual impact directly to the bottom of their hearts.

The perfect combination of light and shadow in the picture, and the extremely tense aesthetic artistic conception made Yun Mengxue feel dazed for a moment, as if Chu Mengyao was standing in front of her at this moment, with the breeze blowing her long hair, and the fluttering clothes showing exquisite curves She was smiling and stretching out her hands, calling Yunmengxue cordially.

"If it wasn't for the deep yearning and longing love for Chu Mengyao, how could I remember her in my heart and engrave her in my eyes, depicting such a vivid picture, as if that person had never left, always It’s like being by your side.”

Song Zhiyu's muttering voice dragged Yun Mengxue, who had unconsciously walked into the screen, back to reality. She tilted her head and looked at Song Zhiyu who was staring at the screen without blinking, knowing in her heart that because of this kind of thing, she Sad in my heart.

Chu Mengyao, who has passed away for two years, is still deeply affecting the two men who love her the most. Their lives and emotions, everything is linked to Chu Mengyao.

Thinking of this, the corner of Yunmengxue's mouth twitched into a wry smile, why didn't she and Song Zhiyu do the same?Because of Chu Mengyao's relationship, whether life is happy or not is closely related to this.

"Zhiyu, I suddenly think we are so funny."

Yun Mengxue took Song Zhiyu's hand and took her to the corner where no paintings were hung. After leaving that place, Song Zhiyu gradually recovered from the lost emotions. She wiped the corners of her eyes and smiled awkwardly.

"I know what you mean by this. We know that coming here will make us feel uncomfortable, but we still can't help but want to come here to take a look. It seems that we feel refreshed after seeing it and masturbating ourselves. Honestly, I’m not happy at all.”

Seeing Song Zhiyu's tangled smile, Yun Mengxue could only twitch her mouth and didn't know how to answer, but she knew that there was no need to say anything at this time, just let Song Zhiyu vent her inner feelings.

"Eh? It's Brother Haoning!"

Song Zhiyu's expression suddenly changed, from being sad to a little excited, his eyes seemed to be shining brightly.

As soon as she heard that Luo Haoning was also in the exhibition hall on the third floor, Yun Mengxue immediately had the urge to escape, and she was also amazed by Song Zhiyu's rapid changes, love is really a wonderful thing, it makes people bear unbearable emotions, and the nerves are all overwhelmed. To be held tightly by a person.

Luo Haoning was pushed by an assistant in a wheelchair, and he was invited to explain to the relevant people who came to the exhibition.

Today's Luo Haoning has changed from his casual attire in the past. He is clean and handsome in a light gray suit, but the scene of sitting in a wheelchair makes one's heart ache!

"Even if it is explained in this way, it is estimated that few people can really understand the thoughts of Brother Haoning's pictures. Only those who really walk into the scene can feel his love and perception of art."

Song Zhiyu felt emotional again unconsciously, and then smiled in a disguised way.

"Mengxue, let's go there."

When she was about to leave, Yun Mengxue pulled her wrist and stopped, Yun Mengxue stood there with an embarrassing expression and did not move.

"Mengxue?"

Song Zhiyu looked at her with some surprise, Yun Mengxue twisted two frowning brows full of embarrassment.

"Zhiyu, I think... I'd better leave the exhibition hall for now, I'll wait for you downstairs."

Looking at Yunmengxue's reaction, Song Zhiyu really couldn't understand, she didn't know why Yunmengxue was so awkward.

"Why don't you go? Would it be embarrassing and embarrassing for Brother Haoning to know that you came to see his art exhibition?"

Song Zhiyu didn't quite understand what Yun Mengxue's embarrassment was.She also doesn't know how Yun Mengxue pressed Luo Haoning's mother and son to tell the dusty past when she was in Luo's house.

These are all the crux of Yunmengxue's embarrassment.

"Anyway...don't ask, I'm going out first!"

Yun Mengxue let go of Song Zhiyu's hand, turned around and was about to leave, but couldn't help but turn around and tell her.

"Don't say that I have also been to the art exhibition, please please!"

Although Song Zhiyu didn't understand what was going on, but since Yunmengxue was acting so embarrassed and kept begging her, Song Zhiyu would not deliberately do something that would make Yunmengxue end badly.

"Okay, don't worry, I won't say anything."

Looking at the back of Yunmengxue leaving in a panic, Song Zhiyu sighed softly.

……

At night, Yue Ting Hotel.

Luo Haochen stood in front of the night window, staring at the busy traffic outside the window.

At this time, the door opened, and his personal secretary Nan Hongxiang walked in.

"Mr. Luo, everyone is here."

Luo Haochen frowned slightly, turned and walked out of the room, followed by Nan Hongxiang.

"What do you want to say?"

The two were walking in the corridor, and Luo Haochen, who had been silent all this time, suddenly asked Nan Hongxiang.

"Uh……"

Nan Hongxiang smiled awkwardly.

"Mr. Luo, today's matter... really don't you need to say hello to the chairman first?"

Luo Haochen sneered, his eyes filled with complicated emotions.

"You've been wanting to ask this question since yesterday, and it's not like your character at all to say it after holding back for so long."

After Luo Haochen said this, Nan Hongxiang became more relaxed.

"It doesn't matter if I say it or not. Anyway, Mr. Luo is the one who makes the final decision. You will have to do it sooner or later. If the result is the same, why should I speak again?"

Luo Haochen glanced at Nan Hongxiang lightly, his choice would not be changed because of anyone's opposition, especially the father who had already changed his image in Luo Haochen's heart.

Deluxe Room

Luo Haochen pushed the door open, and the people who came to the banquet immediately got up and exchanged polite greetings with Luo Haochen.

Luo Haochen walked to the central seat, smiled slightly and signaled that everyone is welcome, so everyone took their seats, and the banquet began.

"Mr. Luo, you see that you are here. We should be the ones to entertain Mr. Luo, but now Mr. Luo is asking us to take the initiative to invite us."

The person who spoke was Lin Maoxiang, the person in charge of the Southern Subsidiary. He was a brother and brother of Luo Jingtian. He was also the chairman of the Southern Jiangcheng Company of Senya Group, and he was someone Luo Jingtian cared about very much.

Looking at Lin Maoxiang, the corners of Luo Haochen's mouth curved into a smile that was not a smile.

"Uncle Lin, we don't need to be so polite when talking to each other. You, including the rest of you, are the mainstay of the Senya Group. As a junior, I take the initiative to invite my uncles to dinner. It's only natural, isn't it? "

Hearing what Luo Haochen said, Lin Maoxiang repeatedly nodded in agreement, and the rest of the people also started talking and laughing. The atmosphere at the scene seemed much more relaxed and lively, and it seemed that they all had a good relationship.

A coldness flashed in Luo Haochen's eyes, looking around at the people wearing all kinds of false masks in front of him, a smile full of contempt slightly curled up on one side of his mouth.

His smile never reached deep into his eyes, and when he raised his glass, the people present also raised their glasses in a hurry.

"Haochen was too young when he entered the Senya Group, and he has been taken care of by everyone in the past years to come to this day, so here, Haochen respects his uncles and uncles."

The banquet was carried out in a seemingly harmonious and joyful atmosphere, as if there was a relaxing air hovering in the private room.

The Luo family of Senya Group, as the largest shareholder of Southern Jiangcheng Company, has control over Southern Jiangcheng Company. He can appoint and remove board members and investment decisions of subsidiaries, thereby affecting the production and operation decisions of subsidiaries.

Because of this, Lin Maoxiang, as the chairman of Nanfang Jiangcheng Company, had to be cautious in front of Luo Haochen, for fear that if Luo Haochen would be dissatisfied, his current position would be in jeopardy.

After drinking for three rounds, it's time to talk about some things. Luo Haochen put down his glass and looked at Lin Maoxiang with a smile.

"Uncle Lin, you are the second shareholder of Senya Group and my father's best friend brother. For our Luo family, Uncle Lin has an unusual meaning, but..."

When Luo Haochen said this, his face suddenly turned suddenly.

"I should think that you should care too much about the interests of the Senya Group, but why did you betray my father's trust in you and make those little tricks behind your back with your cronies?"

"Snapped!"

Lin Maoxiang shook his hand, and the wine glass in his hand fell on the dining table.

"Luo... Mr. Luo, you... what are you talking about? I... I really can't understand what you mean by saying this! Ever since Nanfang Jiangcheng Company took a stake in Senya Group, someday I will not be conscientious Work very hard, after all, this is everyone's interest, and it is also related to me, how can it be treated as a trifle!"

Lin Maoxiang's tone proved that he was already in a panic. He didn't expect Luo Haochen to say such words in such a shameless way after all kinds of reminiscences about the past. No one would be able to stand it.

Lin Maoxiang couldn't help being like this, and everyone else in the room reacted in the same way. Since Luo Haochen can call them all here, it means that the person to be targeted is not only Lin Maoxiang.

"Uncle Lin, why are you so angry? I'm just talking. Besides, you are getting older, so you should try to keep your mood stable and not be too excited, but does this just mean Uncle Lin's age? It's really big, it's really not suitable to sit in another seat, and Uncle Lin's grandson has just been born, just take this opportunity to go home and spend more time with your precious grandson to share the family happiness."

This time, Luo Haochen didn't hide the contempt and indifference in his eyes, there was cruelty behind his smile, and the cold eyes made people shudder.

Lin Maoxiang was in a hurry, and stood up abruptly.

"Luo... President Luo, let's have evidence for what we say! It doesn't matter if you want to step down from me, but don't just fabricate an unfounded charge and pin it on me!"

"A trumped-up charge?"

Luo Haochen looked at Nan Hongxiang, who nodded slightly, and walked over with a folder.