Billionaire ex-wife is too hot

Chapter 184 An Taizhi's Letter
"You said that both Ye Qing and An An are asking those two contestants to practice painting hard?" After listening to Rong Xiang's gossip, Mo Chen thought deeply.

Rong Xiang leaned lazily on the sofa, and said leisurely: "That's right! I don't know where Ye Qing got An Taizhi's manuscript, let Dong Zihan imitate it! Sister-in-law! Listen! Mina said, there is no painting, but sister-in-law's drawing is similar to An Taizhi's, if it is not an expert, it is impossible to tell the truth from the fake!"

He changed into a comfortable position, resting his chin on one hand, and asked Mo Chen, "Brother, why do you think it's such a coincidence, Ye Qing and sister-in-law seem to know An Taizhi."

"Well, indeed." Mo Chen stared, expressing his agreement, "Go and check this to see what it has to do with it."

Rong Xiang said with a serious face: "There is one more question, do you still remember what I said, is it because of whom did Xie Ziwen do this?"

Mo Chen glanced at him, his eyes darkened, and after a while, he said, "An Taizhi!"

"That's right!" Rong Xiang rubbed his chin and pondered: "At the time when An Taizhi had an accident, he appealed desperately and even gave up his future, but this time he agreed to come to your company, I wonder if he has some purpose. "

Mo Chen said: "Maybe he thinks that by coming to my place, it is possible to get in touch with people related to An Taizhi."

"Ye Qing and sister-in-law!" Rong Xiang suddenly realized, "So in the end, he still has illusions about that case, and wants to reverse the case!"

Mo Chen frowned, "Well, I guess so. But he is so affectionate, and it didn't do us any harm, so let him go!"

"Well, I know that." Rong Xiang nodded.

After a pause, Mo Chen seemed to suddenly think of something, and thought to Rong Rong: "Let Xie Ziwen send those things over there!"

"Is it the ones you found a few years ago?" Rong Xiang's eyes widened, "Give them all to sister-in-law?"

"Is there something wrong?" Mo Chen glanced at him, a little upset.

Rong Xiang chuckled, "It's nothing, I'm so happy! I believe my sister-in-law will be very happy too! Don't worry, I'll send Xie Ziwen over immediately!"

**
Qingqing was taken aback by An Ruchu's so-called special method at first, but she was relieved when An Ruchu brought out an old handbook.

But before she could let go of this breath, when she opened the letter, she took another breath of cold air instantly.

Because this letter is actually An Taizhi's!There are some diaries, or essays, and some stick figures recorded on it. Through this letter, it is almost possible to restore An Taizhi's life at that time, and he can clearly see his mood!

If it wasn't someone with a very close relationship, how could there be such a thing? !
In addition, the things An Ruchu drew are so similar to An Taizhi's, it seems that he has got the true biography!

"Sister An!" Qingqing was so shocked that she stuttered, she stared straight at An Ruchu, and said incoherently: "You... Sister An, who are you, Mr. An Taizhi? How could you have such a thing? Letters?"

An Ruchu's face was calm, and his tone was as calm as a lake, "Gu Qingcheng discovered this by accident, and then gave it to me, you should take a look first! I believe that after you read it, you will understand the realm in his painting, Then when you start painting, you will have his charm."

She didn't lie about this, the day before Gu Qingcheng went abroad, when he came to eat, he brought her this letter, but he didn't expect that it would really come in handy.

"No." Qingqing looked anxious, "Sister An, your surname is also An, and so is Mr. An. Are you family members? Otherwise, why do you draw so similarly, and why do you have these things?"

An Ruchu sighed softly, "Qingqing! There are so many people with the surname An in this world, it's just a coincidence! You don't need to pay too much attention to this issue, take a good look first!"

After she finished speaking, no matter how Qingqing asked, she left directly.

Holding the yellowed letter, Qingqing suddenly felt very heavy, her hands trembled slightly, and she looked devout.

So, in the following time, she almost read the manuscript seriously, and almost didn't miss a single word.

This notebook has been written for decades, without a fixed date, it seems to be just writing whatever comes to mind, or drawing some strange pictures, but it is actually just an essay.

Through this letter, she found that Mr. An is a very self-willed person. He has no fame and wealth in his eyes. To him, painting is just a spiritual expression and his personal mood, so he hates others to take When his paintings are sold for money, they are usually destroyed after a while.

In addition, Mr. An also has a very loving wife. Although the two are old and have no children, they are both mischievous and like to make pranks for each other. There are even grimaces drawn by the two in the handbook, which is almost conceivable. How happy this old couple lived.

Turning to the back, there is an extra person on the handbook. This person appeared frequently more than twenty years ago. Mr. An affectionately called this person Susu, which sounds like a girl’s name, but unfortunately, there is no such person. Portraits, only some written records, are some interesting things in life.

It can be seen that the appearance of this Susu has brought a lot of fun to the two old people, and they are also deeply loved.An Taizhi taught her to draw, read and write, and took her to fly kites, go fishing, go outing and steal farmers' corn...For many years, the three lived a peaceful and happy life.

But in the last few years, Mr. An seemed to be in poor health. He didn’t record many things, and he seemed a little irritable. It seemed that he was disturbed by someone and moved several times. few.

Turning to the last page, there is only one sentence left, which reads—Susu, I hope you grow up happily, but unfortunately, we won’t be able to see it.

When Qingqing read the last sentence, she burst into tears for no reason. She stayed up late for the past two days and read this handbook. , the two of them are old, and there are disasters, they must be worried about the young Susu, and they must be suffering and entangled in their hearts.

That's why he was worried, if he couldn't pass that hurdle, how would Susu live alone in this world?How to be so pitiful and lonely?
A simple sentence has already covered too much helplessness and concern.

After a long time, Qingqing gently closed the letter, took a deep breath, forced back the tears, and said silently, "Old An, don't worry! Your Susu is living a very good life! "

Now, she has an idea, she knows what is the essence of Mr. An, she knows what he cares most about.

She firmly believes that in the finals, An Ruchu will not be disappointed!
**
After listening to Qingqing's opinion, An Ruchu was slightly taken aback, as if a little surprised that she finished reading it so quickly, and had such a precise opinion, she didn't say anything for a long time.

Qingqing rubbed her tired eyes, but she was in good spirits, and her smile was as bright as the sun, "Sister An, don't worry! I'm sure I can do it! I can understand Mr. An's heart, and I know what his paintings are talking about. So I've got it!"

Seeing her so confident appearance, An Ruchu smiled slowly, with relief, "Well, I knew you could do it, even better than I imagined."

"That's right, thanks to this notebook, otherwise I wouldn't be able to understand Mr. An's inner world, and I certainly wouldn't be able to appreciate the charm in his paintings, so it's thanks to you!" Qingqing said: "Therefore, I am more I will not let down your painstaking efforts, I will definitely win! Definitely!"

An Ruchu also smiled, her eyebrows and eyes curved like crescent moons, "Well, I have never doubted your ability!"

"Ah, I suddenly feel so tired!" Relaxed for a while, Qingqing suddenly felt that the whole body was going to fall apart, her eyelids were about to open, and she couldn't help yawning, "No, Sister An, I want to sleep with you for a while , I'm so sleepy!"

"Okay, let's go!" An Ruchu smiled and told her to sleep in Mina's room.

It would be in the morning, Mina just went to work, and Mo Mo also went to school, leaving An Ruchu alone in the living room in a daze.

She stared blankly at the letter in her hand, and slowly tightened her gaze bit by bit. Finally, she pressed the letter to her heart, hugged it tightly, and fell asleep on the sofa.

After an unknown amount of time, the doorbell rang suddenly, and An Ruchu suddenly woke up. When she opened her eyes, she was confused, as if she had fallen asleep and didn't know where she was.

The doorbell rang for a long time before An Ruchu rubbed her forehead. When she came back to her senses, she put the letter in the box and put it in the cabinet before opening the door.

As soon as the door opened, there was a person standing halfway through the door like a mountain. Seeing her, he nodded slightly and said in a deep voice, "Hello Miss An, I am President Mo's special assistant, and I am Xie Ziwen. I am here to deliver something to you."

When An Ruchu saw the person coming, he frowned slightly, "Are you...?"

"Xie Ziwen." Xie Ziwen repeated his name and explained: "I'm new here, Miss An probably doesn't know me."

When he was talking, his eyes were also looking at An Ruchu, very carefully and seriously, as if he hoped to find some familiar traces on her face.

And the tone of his speech is different from that of other people. For some reason, although it is also blunt, it is more respectful.

"Oh." An Ruchu was looked at a little strangely by him, turned his eyes away, and opened the door to let him in, "Sorry, it's the first time I've seen you, so I really don't know each other. I don't know what Mo Chen asked you to bring I?"

Xie Ziwen moved away, and there was a big box behind it, which was well sealed. He said: "This is it. President Mo said that you will definitely like it, and it will definitely be needed now. Please accept it."

An Ruchu glanced at it, and instinctively wanted to refuse, but for some reason, she suddenly nodded, "Okay, help me carry it in!"

(End of this chapter)