My wife is a hidden boss

Chapter 239 Maybe I've Got a Marriage
"Sometimes things on the Internet are really difficult to distinguish between true and false, but Jiang Chi is my brother..." When Ning Chuyan said this, Ning Chujin looked up at him with slightly raised eyebrows, and slowly threw two One word, "brother?"

Realizing that he had slipped his tongue, Ning Chuyan still explained calmly: "Brothers have nothing to do with gender, as long as they get along well, besides, I can't be best friends with Jiang Chi!"

This relationship was so beautiful that he didn't even dare to think about it.

"Isn't it the relationship between the pursuer and the pursued?" Ning Chujin teased in a clear voice.

Ning Chuyan: "..."

"By the way, how are you and An Fan doing now?" Thinking of this incident, Ning Chujin looked at her younger brother and asked.

Hearing this, a gloomy look appeared in Ning Chuyan's eyes, and then he sighed softly, "I can only stalk you."

Ning Chujin smiled lightly, reached out and patted his shoulder, "I wish you good luck."

"Brother, who do you like? I didn't see you getting closer to that girl!" Ning Chuyan was still a little curious about this matter.In his perception, the eldest brother is almost a workaholic, and even in his free time outside of work, most of his free time is spent looking for his little aunt.

Ning Chujin gave Ning Chuyan a meaningful look, "You know him too."

Ning Chuyan's eyes paused for a moment, "...it can't be Jiang Chi, can it?"

The girl he also knew, to be honest, the fake girl Jiang Chi was the first thing he thought of.

After all, Dijing doesn't want too many people who like that guy.

Ning Chujin smiled lightly, but said nothing.

Of course...not Jiang Chi.

Ning Chuyan was about to speak when Ning Chujin's cell phone rang suddenly.

He answered the phone.

"Hey, what's the matter?" Ning Chujin threw three words coldly.

"Master Jin, at the charity party held by Tianfan Group last night, there was a painting." After a pause, the male voice inside said cautiously and seriously: "It seems to have a bit of Miss Ning Hui's painting style and technique."

Hearing this, Ning Chujin stood up almost instantly, her soft and clear voice was slightly serious, "Whose hand is that painting now?"

"It was photographed by Mayor Shen at a high price." said the man who was on the phone with Ning Chujin.

"Shen Hen?" Ning Chujin slowly read out a name.

"Well, it's him."

Seeing that Ning Chujin hung up the phone, Ning Chuyan, who had been looking at him, asked, "Is it news related to little aunt?"

The little aunt is good at painting, and she is well-known in the imperial capital, and there are many paintings by her at home.

"I found a painting similar to my little aunt's painting style, and it was photographed by Uncle Shen. I will go to Shen's house." While speaking, Ning Chujin had already picked up her coat. Before leaving, he Glancing at Ning Chuyan, "Don't tell Grandpa about this, I'm afraid the result will disappoint him."

Over the years, I don’t know how many times there may have been news or whereabouts of my little aunt, but in the end I went to find that it was not.

Ning Chuyan nodded slightly, "I know."

When Ning Chujin went to Shen's house, it happened that Shen Sixiliu also stayed at home on vacation.

"Are you here to find my little uncle?" Shen Sixiu, who was walking the turtle, saw Ning Chujin and asked.

Probably because Ning Chujin and the little uncle have been looking for the whereabouts of the little aunt for so many years, the relationship between the two is very close, and even brought him up under the name of the little uncle, and they are quite familiar with Ning Chujin .

Ning Chujin nodded and looked at Shen Sixiu, "Is Uncle Shen at home?"

Shen Siliu lightly kicked the tortoise lying on the ground too lazy to move, and said to Ning Chujin, "Little uncle left early this morning, and the painting he took yesterday is in his room. He said that if you come You can go and see."

Then he looked at Ning Chujin, "Do you want to see it?"

"Excuse me." Ning Chujin said.

As soon as Shen Sixiu raised his hand, the rope in his hand lifted the tortoise up. The little tortoise's four paws, a head and a tail were struggling non-stop, and because it was in the air, it swayed in a small arc. , and also left an afterimage.

It looks kind of ridiculous.

Led by Shen Sixiu, Ning Chujin went to Shen Hen's room.

The layout of the room is very simple, there are basically no other things except for the necessary furnishings, and both the table and the cabinet are clean, there are almost no furnishings, one can tell that Shen He doesn't live here often.

But at this time, a painting was placed on the table.

The painting is also very simple, just a spinosa tree with a handmade wooden swing on it. Behind the lush spinosa tree is a clear blue sky, occasionally a sliver or a cloud of white clouds drifts by, and, on the swing , and there is also a book "Arabian Nights" that children like to read.

The overall style of painting is relatively light and clear.

Ning Chujin approached slowly and stood in front of the picture for a long time.

A little uncontrollable turmoil appeared in his light eyes, and he, who was usually in a calm mood, felt a little indescribably complicated at this moment.

Very similar.

It is really similar.

Whether it is the color tone or the fluctuation of the strokes, it is very similar to those paintings of my little aunt.

Almost nine out of ten.

Perhaps, this time, it is really possible to find out the whereabouts of my little aunt.

He stood there in silence for a long time before leaving.

When he went downstairs, Shen Sixiliu was still happily walking the turtle, seeing Ning Chujin coming down, he asked casually, "How is it?"

"Perhaps." Ning Chujin wasn't too sure.

After all, I have experienced too many disappointments over the years.

Moreover, it is not ruled out that those who are interested in deliberately imitating the little aunt's paintings.

"Is Uncle Shen leaving because of work or something else?" Ning Chujin looked at Shen Sixiu and asked again.

"Maybe I want to go out for a walk!" Shen Sixiu said in a low voice, and then Shen Sixiu, who was always playing around, looked at Ning Chujin and added inexplicably, "After all, if it is really your little aunt, 20 Many years have passed, maybe...Luo Fu has a husband already."

Then his little uncle has been waiting for so many years for nothing.

In fact, seeing his little uncle, who hardly smoked, smoking half the night on the balcony yesterday, he almost couldn't hold back and asked the little uncle if he really wanted this painting to be made by the little aunt of the Ning family.

Ning Chujin didn't speak.

At this time, a hale and hearty old man came from outside with a walking stick, "Why is Luo Fu married?"

Mr. Shen, who had once threatened to break Shen Yilian's legs, had just returned from eating. He didn't hear what Shen Sixiu said in front of him, but only heard that the one behind him was already married to Luo Fu, so he asked curiously.

When he saw Ning Chujin, Mr. Shen was a little surprised, "Master Ning? Why are you here today?"

　Well, Xiao Shenzi's identity should be obvious!
　　Yes, her mother is from the Ning family.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)