mess with the CEO

Chapter 54

The man still shook his head, presumably Su Ye begged for too long, impatience slowly surfaced on the man's face.

"What, you will agree." Su Ye gritted his teeth and asked.

"Unless... he comes over in person, otherwise... no one can." The atmosphere gradually became stiff.

"He...has already passed away, why..." Su Ye suddenly said coldly.

Su Yue was stunned by her slightly resentful tone, she never knew that Su Ye had a friend named Qin Yuan.

The man suddenly stopped talking, stared at Su Ye carefully, and immediately spotted Su Yue behind her.

With a happy face, he hurriedly asked, "Is she your daughter?"

After seeing Su Yue, Su Ye's face became ugly. She tried her best to suppress her anger. She turned her eyes away and didn't look at her. Her fists tightened and then loosened, loosened and tightened again.

The man fearlessly glanced at Su Yue, then at Su Ye, "What's your relationship?"

"She is my daughter." Su Ye replied.

"The two of you are not alike at all." He said with a smile, his tone was very brisk, and he turned back and forth on her and Su Ye's faces carefully.

Under his careful observation, Su Ye's face gradually darkened.

Just when Su Ye couldn't help getting angry, the man said, "Is your surname Su?"

"How do you know?" Su Yue asked strangely.

"Are you Su Ye?" He walked up to Su Yue and bowed deeply.

"I'm not." Su Yue took a step back and quickly interrupted him, "Su Ye is my mother."

"Oh, yes, according to the time, Ms. Su Ye should be in her forties. How can you be so young? I'm sorry. Where is your mother?"

Su Yue stared at him, and suddenly laughed: "The one who talked to you just now is my mother!"

He was suddenly stunned in disbelief, and turned his head to scan Su Ye's face back and forth.

After a while, he said politely: "You and your daughter are not alike at all."

"I may be like my father." Su Yue smiled, but just after she finished speaking, she stopped talking.

"If you didn't say it, I really can't believe that you are mother and daughter. The difference is too great. However, your appearance is somewhat similar to the woman in Mr. Qin's painting. Mr. Qin is really a god. He When you painted this picture, you didn't make a sound, how did he know what you look like now?"

Su Yue didn't understand why, and wanted to ask what was going on, but was interrupted by Su Ye.

I saw her with a dark face and a cold face, and she said very displeased: "If you don't sell it, it's fine. I don't like outsiders to take care of our family's private affairs. The Italian product protection law does not state that buying and selling Do you still need to investigate private matters?"

Su Ye is not like this usually, this is the first time for Su Yue to see Su Ye losing his composure in front of others, even viciously threatening.

She frowned suspiciously. She thought that Su Ye would turn around and leave after speaking, but she didn't do that. She still looked up at the paintings in the window with a reluctant expression.

The man left with a dark face. He took out the key, opened the cabinet, took out the painting, opened the drawer again, and took out an envelope and a... scroll?Put them together in Su Ye's hands,

He said blankly: "Mr. Qin gave this to me when he left Rome for the last time, and he said, if a woman named Su Ye comes here, let me give her the painting and the envelope.

I also asked Mr. Qin, what if she doesn't come?He said, if you don't come, just wait!Fast forward more than 20 years, I thought that no one would come to take this painting away again, but unexpectedly... today... let it return to its original owner! "

Su Ye accepted it in embarrassment but joy. Before he could say thank you, he had already turned around and left. It was probably Su Ye's words that made him angry.

For the rest of the time, Su Ye was not in the mood to look at other scenery. He always wanted to open the calligraphy and painting, but he was afraid of damaging them, so he followed Su Yue out of his mind.

Looking at the whole church, the neck was sore, and the two went back early.

Bai Shang did not contact them, nor waited for her at the hotel, and did not show up for a day.

After returning to the hotel, after dinner, Su Ye locked herself in the room, Su Yue thought that Su Ye was tired so she didn't bother her.

They booked two rooms, and Su Ye lived in 415 next to her.

As soon as Su Ye returned to the room, he hurriedly opened the envelope, and there were a few short words, powerful and powerful, as light as a frightened bird, as frightened as a dragon.

Her complexion changed from ruddy to pale, and then from pale to gray-black as time went by.

"Why did this happen?" The hand holding the envelope trembled, and tears fell down.

The plump red lips were bitten tightly by the white teeth, and the gaps between the teeth were bright red, but she sobbed and refused to cry out, and there was a faint hoarse voice floating out of the gaps between the teeth.

"Qin Yuan, why did this happen? Why? Did I really blame you?"

"What should I do? You tell me?"

"Why did that happen? Why? Why didn't you tell me then?"

Tears spread from the cheeks to the chin, and finally dripped on the envelope, a wet stain.

After a long while, I realized in a trance that the handwriting was blurred, and my heart was startled, as if something had been thrown away from my heart, and I hurriedly wiped it, but the more I wiped it, the more blurred it became, and finally only the thick ink was left. inkblots.

"No...it's not like this...you are sorry for me."

She looked at the blurred handwriting, clasped her hands tightly, gathered her courage, rubbed them into balls, and threw them into the trash can in a hurry.

Wipe away the tears and open the scroll again.

His head suddenly felt like being hit by a heavy object, and he couldn't recover for a long time. The wound hidden in the deepest part of his heart seemed to be ripped open and sprinkled with a handful of salt.

Heart-piercing pain, so painful that I can't breathe... In addition to the pain, there are also heart-piercing questions...

This is the fourth time I have seen this scroll.

The first time, after he finished the painting, he happily showed it to her. The second time, she returned it to him at his engagement banquet exhausted.

(End of this chapter)