Black fans and idols are married

Chapter 905 I am Hedy's Future Husband 13
Su Xiaomo frowned delicately, "Why do you want to go there?"

"Why can't you go?" He Jiayu asked indifferently.

"Uh...it's nothing." Su Xiaomo laughed stiffly, and He Jiayu looked worried, and drove the car to Qingqing Gallery without saying a word.

The gallery has a unique charm and is very emotional.

Just as Su Xiaomo entered, a frivolous voice sounded: "Baby Mo, you are here."

I go!

This product is indeed there!
Su Xiaomo shook off goose bumps all over her body.

He Jiayu heard the movement and looked sideways.

A man with shawl hair, handsome face, not tall, about 1.7 meters, with a cigar in his hand, a decadent look of literature and art.

"You know each other?" He Jiayu asked calmly.

Su Xiaomo hesitated and couldn't speak, but the man sneered: "This is your husband? He looks very low."

"(#‵′) Damn! Are you sick?" Su Xiaomo scolded rudely.

"Oh?" The man smoked his cigar and sprayed a puff of white mist from his nostrils, "Your reaction, it seems that you are not the one who answered the phone last night."

Telephone?

He Jiayu is not keen on such things as art exhibitions, so he brought her to this gallery all of a sudden, probably not on a whim, but...to go on an appointment with this man.

Su Xiaomo was a little upset.

"Let's go." She tugged He Jiayu.

He Jiayu was usually gentle, but this time he was very tough. He raised his eyebrows and looked at the smoking man: "You are?"

"Shangguanqing."

He Jiayu shrugged: "I've never heard of it."

Shangguanqing's smile faded away, veins throbbing on her forehead: "Haven't you heard of me?"

He is currently a well-known young painter in China, with a net worth of tens of millions, okay?
"No." He Jiayu took it lightly, "Maybe you are too rubbish, so I haven't heard of it."

"You—!" Shangguanqing was annoyed, and sneered at Su Xiaomo: "I understand, you want your husband to humiliate me, right? Aren't you just a lousy doctor? What are you dragging! Su Xiaomo, please You came here just to tell you that yesterday's you ignored me, but today's me makes you unattainable!"

...This guy is in the late stage of the second disease.

Su Xiaomo wiped off his cold sweat and said in a low voice, "Don't be angry, he's just crazy."

He Jiayu smiled softly: "I'll settle the score with you when I go back!"

Shrinking his neck, Su Xiaomo snuggled into his arms and called sweetly: "Husband, I'm interested in paintings, can you buy them for them~"

"Okay, wife, what do you want?" He Jiayu was as gentle as water.

Shangguanqing looked at the internal injury: "Hey! Don't pretend that I don't exist, okay?"

"Shut up!" Su Xiaomo gave him a gouged look, and Shangguanqing immediately became honest.

"I want this one, this one, and this one..." Su Xiaomo pointed casually, and Shangguanqing rolled his eyes: "Come on, don't make yourself fat. Those three paintings are my works, and they add up to 100 yuan." How much, he is a little doctor, can he afford it?"

"Hehe." He Jiayu smiled and took out a card.

Shangguanqing glanced at it, his expression changed.

It's not a credit card, it's a debit card!
It shows that people have at least more than 100 million in cash!
sky!Who did Su Xiaomo marry?

But after thinking about it, maybe he used all his belongings to pretend to be coercive...

The next second, he was speechless.

He Jiayu said lightly: "Except for this gentleman's paintings, I have paid for all the paintings in the gallery today."

(End of this chapter)